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The Rival’s Temptation

Penulis: Alia Writes
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The morning sun cut through the penthouse windows, glinting on the polished marble floor. Aria sat at the breakfast bar, trying to steady her trembling hands. The events of the past nights—Ethan’s dominance, the erotic intensity, the way he claimed her—still left her body humming with heat.

She wasn’t prepared for what awaited her today.

A knock on the penthouse door startled her. Ethan, as usual, didn’t bother. He was already behind her, dark eyes scanning her with that predatory hunger that made her knees weak.

“Who’s here?” she asked, trying to sound casual.

He smirked, brushing a hand over her bare shoulder. “An unexpected guest,” he said smoothly. “Someone who thinks they can play in my world.”

Aria froze. Her pulse spiked with unease. “Someone… who?”

The Rival Appears

The door swung open, and in walked a woman who seemed to command the room effortlessly. Tall, slender, dressed in a sleek designer dress that left little to the imagination, she smiled—a dangerous, confident smile.
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  • His Contract Mistress   Collision Course

    The next morning, Aria woke alone. The sheets beside her were cold, but the scent of Ethan lingered—dark, intoxicating, unmistakably him.She slipped into one of his silk robes and padded barefoot into the living room. The sound of raised voices froze her in place.Ethan. And Damon.Her stomach knotted.She crept closer, heart racing as the two men faced each other near the floor-to-ceiling windows, the Manhattan skyline a glittering backdrop to their fury.“You crossed the line last night,” Ethan said, his voice low but lethal. “You don’t show up at my home. You don’t speak to her. Ever.”Damon smirked, his hands in his pockets, exuding dangerous calm. “Funny. I didn’t see her complaining.”Aria’s breath hitched.Ethan lunged, grabbing Damon by the lapels and slamming him against the glass. The tension in the room snapped, raw and violent.“She’s not yours,” Ethan growled. “She’ll never be yours.”Damon’s dark eyes gleamed with amusement even as his jaw tightened. “You sound afraid,

  • His Contract Mistress   Between Two Fires

    Aria sat in the back of Ethan’s sleek black car, the city lights blurring past. His hand rested firmly on her thigh, a silent brand of ownership. He hadn’t spoken since they left the charity gala, where Damon’s sudden appearance had turned the night into a silent battlefield of glares and unspoken threats.The air in the car was suffocating.Finally, Aria broke the silence. “You can’t keep doing this, Ethan.”His head turned, eyes sharp. “Doing what?”“Controlling me. Treating me like a possession to guard from Damon—as if I can’t make my own choices.”His grip on her thigh tightened, sending a shiver through her. “You are my choice. That’s all that matters.”Her chest ached. “But what about me?”Ethan didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he leaned closer, his breath brushing her ear. “Every man at that gala wanted you. And Damon… he wanted you most of all. But only I can touch you. Only I can make you tremble the way you do right now.”Her breath hitched, traitorous heat pooling low i

  • His Contract Mistress   The Rival’s Temptation

    The Blackwood offices pulsed with quiet power—glass walls, marble floors, and the constant buzz of high-level business. Aria hated being there. Everyone looked at her like she was out of place, an outsider in Ethan’s glittering empire.But Ethan had insisted. “Stay where I can see you.”She sighed as she entered the executive lounge, seeking a moment of peace. Instead, her breath caught.Damon was there.He leaned casually against the bar, dressed in a perfectly tailored navy suit that clung to his tall frame, a glass of whiskey swirling lazily in his hand. His dark eyes flicked to hers, gleaming with something sharp—interest, amusement, challenge.“Well, well,” he drawled, his lips curving into a slow smile. “The infamous mistress herself.”Aria froze, her pulse racing. “What are you doing here?”“Business,” he said smoothly, taking a sip. “Though… seeing you is a far more pleasant surprise.”She straightened her shoulders, trying to mask her nerves. “I don’t want to talk to you.”“T

  • His Contract Mistress   Tangled Desires

    Aria woke with a start, her heart pounding. The silk sheets were twisted around her bare legs, and the lingering heat of Ethan’s body still clung to her skin. The night before had been a blur of desperate kisses and overwhelming pleasure, the kind that left her body sore and her soul conflicted.But he wasn’t in bed now.She sat up, brushing her tangled hair back, her eyes searching the dimly lit penthouse. The city lights streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting shadows across the room. She heard muffled voices—low, sharp, and male—coming from the living room.Aria’s stomach tightened. Ethan wasn’t alone.She quickly slipped into one of his shirts, buttoning only the middle buttons, and padded barefoot across the cool marble floor. The voices grew clearer.“…you think you can keep her hidden?” a voice she recognized hissed. Damon.Her heart froze. Ethan’s rival.“You’re overstepping,” Ethan replied, his tone cold and lethal. “Stay away from her, Damon. She’s none of you

  • His Contract Mistress   The First Strike

    The morning paper hit Ethan’s desk before dawn, its headline screaming across the glossy front page.“BLACKWOOD EXPOSED: BILLIONAIRE CEO’S DARK DESIRES REVEALED”Aria froze as she read the words, her blood running cold. Beneath the headline were blurred, grainy images—Ethan bound, half-naked, the rival’s body tangled with his. They weren’t as graphic as the photos sent privately, but they were enough to feed the tabloids, enough to stir whispers that would ripple through Wall Street like poison.Her hands shook as she whispered, “Oh my God… Ethan.”But Ethan’s face was unreadable. He tossed the paper onto the desk and leaned back in his chair, his jaw tight, his eyes like ice.“She’s made her move,” he said flatly. “And now it’s my turn.”The FalloutBy noon, the scandal was everywhere. Stock tickers crawled with drops in Blackwood International shares. Investors pulled out of deals. Board members demanded explanations.And through it all, Ethan stood tall, cold, commanding. But Aria

  • His Contract Mistress   An Alliance of Shadows

    The city glittered below Ethan’s penthouse, skyscrapers stabbing into the night sky. But inside, the air was heavy with tension.Aria curled against Ethan’s chest, tracing idle patterns across his skin. She wanted to believe his vow from the night before—that they could face the rival together. But the ache in her chest lingered, a shadow she couldn’t shake.“What if she finds more?” she whispered, almost afraid to break the silence.Ethan’s hand stilled in her hair. “Then I’ll destroy it. I don’t care how many ghosts she digs up, Aria. My past can’t touch me anymore.”But even as he spoke, his jaw was tight, his body coiled like a predator bracing for attack.The Rival’s MoveAt that very moment, across town, the rival sat in a dimly lit bar, her crimson lips curving into a satisfied smile.Opposite her sat a man in his late thirties, sharp suit, sharper eyes. His presence radiated danger—the kind of man who thrived in the shadows of New York’s business underworld.“Ethan Blackwood t

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