LOGIN“He told me to run. I chose to kneel.” Maya has spent years hiding her dark, twisting crush on Silas King…her best friend’s father, a ruthless corporate billionaire twice her age. He is a predator in a suit, cold, calculating, and strictly off-limits. But when a blizzard traps them in his isolated Aspen lodge, the mask slips. Silas hasn’t just been ignoring Maya; he’s been starving for her. Trapped by snow and silence, the boundaries of morality shatter. Silas offers Maya a choice: “leave the room now and save herself, or stay and belong to him forever.” Maya stays. But what starts as a forbidden holiday fling spirals into a dangerous obsession. From the frozen peaks of Aspen to the cutthroat boardrooms of New York, Silas will burn his entire empire to the ground to keep her. Even if it costs him his daughter. Even if it costs him his soul. In this game of ownership, love isn't a fairy tale….it’s a war.
View MoreTHE TASTE OF YOU 2~MAYA'S POV~"Silas, you're shaking."My voice was small in the dark, quiet cabin. The fire crackled low, just embers now. Outside, the wind pushed snow against the windowpanes. He hadn't stopped trembling since we had climbed under the blankets—a fine, persistent tremor running through his arms, his chest, the leg pressed tight against mine.He didn't answer, he just stared at the ceiling, his breathing was too slow. I turned, pressed my palm flat against his sternum. His skin was warm, wet. The muscle beneath was tough, locked. "You're shaking," I said again."I'm fine.""You're not."He swallowed, the sound was thick. "It's just... adrenaline. It will pass.""It's fear," I whispered.His eyes flicked to me, hard and defensive. "I don't get scared.""You do." I kept my hand there, feeling the feverish beat of his heart through my palm. "You're scared because you almost lost me. You're scared because he touched me. You're scared because right now, you're clean,
THE TASTE OF YOUMAYA'S POVThe helicopter blades were deafening. We lifted off the compound roof. Below us, fires burned. Bodies scattered. Smoke rising into the Moscow night.I sat between Silas and Liam, neither spoke. The tension was suffocating.Russo sat across from us, his face covered in blood. He looked at Silas. "The team secured the perimeter. We lost three men.""Get their families taken care of," Silas said. "Whatever they need. No limits.""Yes, boss.""The device?" Silas asked."Signal's strong," Russo said. "The team is accessing Volkov's servers now. We should have the company transfer reversed within forty-eight hours.""Good."We flew in silence. I stared out the window and watched Moscow disappear behind us.My hands were shaking. I couldn't stop them.Silas noticed, he grabbed my hand and held it tight."You're safe," he said, his voice rough. "You're with me. You're safe." I nodded. I couldn't speak, fifteen minutes later, we touched down in a field in the middl
ANY LAST WORD~MAYA'S POV~We ran through the hallway. There was Smoke everywhere and bodies on the ground. I tried not to look. Silas moved like a wolf, he was rifle up, eyes scanning.He was too professional for his age, like he has been doing this all his life and running King Enterprise was just a side hustle. A guard stumbled out of a side room, he was confused, coughing from the smoke. Silas grabbed him by the vest and slammed him against the wall and then held a gun to his throat."Where's Volkov's office?" Silas demanded.The guard said something in Russian, being Rebellious. Silas pressed the rifle harder. "English now, or I pull the trigger.""Third floor," the guard choked out. "East wing. Corner office.""Security?""Biometric lock. You will never..." Silas smashed the rifle butt into his head, and the guard collapsed."Come on," Silas said, grabbing my hand again.We ran up the stairs and jumped over garbage, more guards appeared and Silas fired. I kept my eyes forward.
SAVED~MAYA'S POV~I sat on the bed, staring at the locked door, waiting.For what? I didn't know.For them to come back, for Volkov to make good on his threats, for Silas to somehow break through those doors.For this nightmare to end.The clock on the wall said it had been two hours since they'd dragged Silas away, two hours of silence, two hours of my imagination running wild with what they might be doing to him.I stood, paced, and tried the door again.It was still locked.I tried the balcony doors, still locked. I was trapped. A bird in a gilded cage, wearing a dress I didn't choose in a room I didn't want, waiting for a monster to decide my fate.I heard footsteps in the hallway. I stepped back from the door, my heart pounding.Keys jingled and the lock turned, the door opened. Volkov stood there. He was alone, with no guards, just him."Maya," he said and smiled. "I hope you are comfortable.""Where's Silas?" I demanded."Your lover is being entertained," Volkov said, stepping






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