Masuk“Ryan…”Ryan parked and grabbed her hand, leading her up the steps. “Welcome home,” he said softly. “Our first home. I thought it was only fitting that we start our marriage here.”Tears of joy filled her eyes. “It’s perfect.”He came around and helped her out of the car, then, in one swift motion,
The morning of the wedding day dawned clear and bright, the sky a perfect, cloudless blue. Elena stood before the full-length mirror, her heart beating a frantic, joyful rhythm against her ribs. Her fingers trembled slightly as she adjusted the thin veil over her hair.Today was the day. Her heart p
“Mom,” Ryan said, his voice unusually gentle. “There’s something I want to tell you.”Anna tilted her head, studying him. “You look too serious for this early in the day.”His lips curved faintly. “I wanted to tell you that Elena and I, we’re getting married.”Anna’s hand flew to her mouth. For a mo
The silence in the car as they drove away from her father’s house was different from the furious tension of the afternoon. Elena leaned her head against the cool window, watching the familiar streets of her old neighborhood blur past. Her hand rested loosely in Ryan’s, their fingers entwined as if n
That evening, Ryan led Elena to the Carter residence. She was quiet on the drive, her mind buzzing with apprehension. When they arrived, the lights were on inside, casting a warm, welcoming glow that felt like a lifetime ago to Elena. Her stomach was a tight ball of nerves. Ryan, sensing her anxiety
Elena’s sobs shook her shoulders as she stood in the living room. Ryan listened carefully, silent at first, giving her space to pour everything out. When her cries softened to ragged hiccups, he didn’t respond with words. He rose from the chair and with two long strides, he closed the distance betwe
He climbed onto the bed, his weight sinking into the mattress, his chest hovering just above hers. His hands framed her face for a brief, almost tender moment. Then his lips were on hers again, rougher than before, tongue plunging deep as if he wanted to taste the very air she breathed.His body gro
“Dad…” Elena leaned against the dining table, her hands clasped behind her back, her tone deliberately light and sweet.Enric peered over the top of his reading glasses, instantly suspicious. “Yes?”“I was thinking…” she began slowly, drawing the words out, “this weekend I could stay out. Both Satur
“Say my name.”“Ryan! Ryan!”He hooked her legs over his shoulders, driving into her at an angle that made her scream his name over and over. Her vision blurred, nails dragging bloody crescents into his skin. She couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t exist outside of this man and the way he was
The car rolled to a stop in front of the secluded vacation house, its windows glowing faintly under the pale wash of moonlight. For Elena, this place already carried the weight of fantasy, his gift, a promise made on her birthday, tucked away for nights just like this. Ryan stepped out first, walke







