LOGIN(Author’s POV)
After getting the orders from Owen, his men infiltrated the college. Under the guise of tech auditors, they installed silent surveillance access points, cross-checked attendance logs, digital access records, and CCTV footage. Their target, anyone who seemed unusually interested in Aurora…or Ian.
Two days later, one name kept popping up in subt
(Author’s POV)The tires screeched as Owen brought the car to a halt in front of a narrow lane. Behind them, the convoy of black SUVs stopped in perfect sync. Before the car had fully stopped, Ian and Asher already pushed their doors open. Ryan gave one glance at Aurora, her face pale but determined and nodded at the bodyguards.“Spread out. Surround the perimeter. No one gets in or out” Ryan commanded sharply.Aurora rushed out of the car, her heart pounding so loud it drowned every other sound. She grabbed Ian’s arm just to steady herself, but her feet didn’t stop, not for a second.They reached Ivy’s house and even before they knocked, a scream ripped through the walls.“YOU UNGRAT
(Author’s POV)The car sped down the highway, its engine humming low beneath the heavy tension that filled the air. Aurora sat squeezed between Ian and Asher in the backseat, their arms wrapped securely around her. Ian kept rubbing her arm gently while Asher held one of her hands, grounding her every time her mind threatened to spiral again.In the front, Owen drove like a man possessed, jaw clenched, eyes hard on the road. Ryan sat beside him, tapping his fingers impatiently on his thigh while anxiously glancing at the GPS location Ian had given them.No one spoke.The silence wasn’t peaceful, it was heavy, suffocating, filled with fear for the little girl who had become unexpectedly important in their lives. The only sound was Aurora’s occasional snif
(Author’s POV)The breakfast table of the Skylar mansion had never felt warmer. Aurora’s laughter blended with the playful teasing of her four husbands. For a moment, the world outside ceased to exist.Ryan had just nudged a strawberry toward her lips, Ian was rambling about how pancakes tasted better on Sundays, when suddenly…Aurora’s phone rang.She paused, fork suspended mid-air, eyes dropping to where the phone vibrated against the wooden table.Unknown number. Her brows knitted. She swiped to answer.“Hello?”There was silence. A shaky breath. And then…“A–Aurora&hellip
(Author’s POV)Aurora was still caught in her husbands embrace, her heart racing, cheeks flushed.Owen sat up, propping himself on his elbow, his gaze traveling slowly from her face to her lips.“You look beautiful in the morning,” He said, voice honest and deep.“Soft. Flushed. Ours”.Aurora’s breath stalled.Asher brushed a strand of hair behind her ear from behind her, leaning close enough that she could feel his lips near her temple.“You took care of someone yesterday,” He whispered, his voice softer than the others.“An
(Author’s POV)Morning arrived softly, not with noise, but with light.Golden sunlight seeped through Aurora’s sheer curtains, warming the room and painting everything in soft amber. The Skylar mansion, usually full of quiet movement and the distant sound of staff beginning their day felt unusually still.Inside Aurora’s room, four strong arms lay draped over her, cocooning her in a warm, possessive embrace. The bed was a tangle of limbs, bare skin, and slow breaths, peaceful, calm and intimate.Aurora was the first to stir.She blinked slowly, her lashes fluttering as her eyes adjusted to the soft morning glow. The heaviness she felt last night, the emotional storm seemed lighter, not gone, but supported.
(Author’s POV)For hours, Aurora had been strong for Ivy. She had held herself together like armor. But with them here, her safe place, her home, her husbands, the walls she’d forced up finally shattered.Tears spilled without restraint and immediately without hesitation four sets of arms reached for her.Ryan was the first to pull her close, his hand cupping the back of her head gently. Owen wrapped around them both, one arm across her back protectively, jaw clenched. Asher slid in from her right, pulling her into his chest, his fingertips stroking her hair with surprising gentleness. Ian’s arms slipped around her waist as he pressed his forehead softly to her shoulder.She was surrounded, held and anchored.
(Aurora’s POV)I was sitting on the bed, my fingers nervously twisting a strand of my hair as my thoughts spiraled. No matter how much I tried to distract myself, my mind kept replaying the image of Ian and that g
(Aurora’s POV)I sat in my usual spot near the window. The classroom was buzzing with soft whispers and the occasional rustle of papers as students settled in. The teacher, a composed and authoritative woman, walked in with a clipboard in hand, immediately commanding attention.“Good morning, class
(Ian’s POV)I stood by my sleek black car, leaning casually against the door with my hands in my pockets. The chilly morning breeze ruffled my hair, but I barely noticed. My mind was occupied with thoughts of Auro
(Aurora’s POV)The warm breeze rustled through the trees as Mia and I strolled around the college grounds, enjoying the fresh air. My mood had been off since morning, my thoughts consumed by Ian and that girl I sa







