MasukI spent an entire year protecting my self, saving it for a boyfriend who promised he could wait. But the moment I opened his bedroom door, my world shattered. There he was—my boyfriend Vance, caught in an intimate encounter with another man. Crushed by betrayal and burning with a sudden, reckless emptiness, I walked out and stepped straight into an elevator with a powerful stranger. A man with silver at his temples, broad shoulders, and a quiet authority that seemed to command every inch of space. Within minutes, his intense gaze and commanding presence had left me feeling things I had never experienced before. I thought it was just a brief, reckless encounter to numb the pain. I was wrong. When I arrived at dinner to meet the mysterious benefactor who had paid my school fees and kept my fridge full since my parents died, my stomach dropped. Standing right there was the man from the elevator. Corren—my aunt Sybil’s husband, my guardian... and Vance’s father. Now, I’m living under his roof, surrounded by his wealth and bound by his rules. The first rule? I have to call him Daddy. What started as a desperate night of revenge has spiraled into an addictive, forbidden obsession. I’m caught between his commands, his secrets, and my growing attraction to the one man I should never get close to. Corren is dangerous, powerful, and hiding a dark past—but the closer I get to him, the less I care about the consequences.
Lihat lebih banyakAva’s POV“How are you doing?”“I am fine, doctor.”The answer came out too quickly. I felt it myself—the thin edge of performance that never quite covered fear. The doctor stood beside the bed with his bag open on the side table, calm in the way professionals stayed calm when powerful men waited in the background. Corren remained near the door, not leaving, not yet interrupting. Callista had not followed us upstairs. That small mercy did nothing for the larger dread sitting under my ribs. My palms were damp against the sheet. Every polished object in the room felt too still, as if the walls themselves were listening for the wrong answer.“How is your stomach doing?” the doctor asked.“It hurts.”“Constant or coming in waves?”“Both. It started sharp. Now it stays.”“Where exactly?”I hesitated, then rested my hand lightly below my navel. “Here. It started at school. Sharp at first. Now it’s… lower. Constant.”He nodded and drew the chair closer. The legs made a soft sound against the
Ava’s POVI went to the sick bay to receive treatment.The school nurse had taken one look at my face after Maya walked me in and decided arguments could wait. She checked my temperature, asked short questions I answered carefully, and told me to lie down. The bed was narrow and covered in stiff white sheets. The room smelled of antiseptic and cold metal. Outside the half-closed door, ordinary school noise continued as if nothing in the girls’ bathroom had threatened to follow me home.“Any dizziness?” the nurse asked.“A little.”“Nausea?”“No.”“I’ll note it down. Rest for now.”Lying on the bed, I was still thinking about whether Callista had actually heard me or not.She must have heard me and Maya’s conversation. The way she smiled. The way she repeated pieces of it—pains, no period, the whispered question. The promise to tell Corren. *Let me see what would happen when I tell him.* The words looped until they felt louder than the ache in my stomach. What should I do? Tell him fir
Ava’s POVJust then the door opened.My heart skipped when I saw Callista.She entered the girls’ toilet with the same neat composure she had worn all morning, as if the cafeteria scene had been only a warm-up and this was the quieter room where the real damage got done. The door swung shut behind her. For one suspended second the dripping tap was the only sound in the room. I was already shivering at the thought that she had heard our conversation—Maya’s question still hanging in the air between us, the word still too new and too loud in the tiled quiet. My palm wanted to return to my stomach. I forced it to stay where it was.Callista went straight to the mirror above the sinks.She watched her face the way some girls watched for damage after a fight, turning her chin slightly, smoothing a strand of hair that did not need smoothing. The fluorescent light made her look polished and calm. Maya’s hands were still around mine. Neither of us spoke. We only watched her, frozen in the far
Ava’s POVMaya held my hands.Her fingers closed around mine before I could fully fold forward over the pain. The cafeteria noise continued around us—trays, voices, Sebastian’s presence still too close—but her mouth was already at my ear, voice low and tight.“What is it?”I tried to stand up properly. The twist under my navel flared again, sharp enough to thin my breath and turn the bright cafeteria lights briefly harsh. Before I could step clear of the table, Callista held my hand.“You didn’t say anything,” she said.Not concern. Not really. Curiosity edged with the same performance she had been running since Sebastian sat down and told her he loved her in front of half the room. Her grip was light, but it was enough to keep me visible, enough to keep the moment from ending on my terms. I could still feel the ghost of her earlier clap in the air between us.Maya looked at Callista.“Would you leave her now, or—”The rest of the sentence did not need volume. It landed in the look Ma






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