LOGINArmaniThe party was loud, chaotic, and fucking unbearable.Music thumped through the crowded living room, bass vibrating up through the floor. The air smelled like spilled beer, sweet perfume, and too much cologne. I kept my hand firmly on Drisana’s lower back as we joined the circle forming on the floor. Her black leather dress rode high on her thighs, clinging to every curve. Every man in the room had already looked at her at least once. I wanted to put bullets in all of them.Truth or Dare. Shots if you refused.I hated this game. Too many eyes. Too many variables I couldn’t control.I sat down and pulled Drisana onto my lap instead of letting her sit beside me. She didn’t protest. Her body settled against mine, warm and tense. I wrapped one arm around her waist, my other hand resting possessively on her thigh, thumb stroking the soft leather.The game started light.A guy named Marcus spun first. “Dare,” he said.Someone laughed. “Chug that beer in under ten seconds.”Marcus did
Drisana I froze. I knew that laugh. I knew it too well.Sloane.Rian was still on his knees between my legs, mouth glistening, fingers buried deep inside me. My hand flew up to cover my mouth, trying to muffle the shaky breaths I couldn’t control.Rian went completely still. He looked up at me.“What’s wrong?” he whispered.“It’s Sloane,” I breathed, barely audible. “She’s here. In the store.”Outside, we could hear Sloane’s voice getting louder, arguing playfully with a staff member about something. She was heading straight toward the dressing rooms.The curtain rustled. Sloane’s hand reached for it.“Stay calm,” Rian murmured against my thigh. Then he rose smoothly to his feet, zipping himself up and stepping out of the dressing room before I could stop him. “Why the fuck are you trying to open the curtain?”I heard Sloane’s voice falter.“Oh… hi. Sorry, I thought I saw someone who looked exactly like my best friend go in here. I was just trying to check if it was her. We haven’t
ArmaniI stood at the head of the long metal table when my phone rang.It was Enzo.I answered on the second ring, keeping my voice even. “Yeah.”“Tell me you have something useful on the girl,” Enzo said, voice sharp. “Raj is getting suspicious. I need leverage. Photos. Messages. Anything that proves she’s cracking. Or better, something that ties her directly to whatever dirt her father is hiding.”I stared at the table. My grip tightened on the phone.“I’m working on it. She’s starting to trust me. Give it time.”“Time?” Enzo laughed. “You’ve had her under your roof for weeks. Stop playing house and break her, Armani. Fuck her until she spills everything if you have to. Or I’ll send someone who actually knows how to get results.”Something violent snapped inside me.“Touch her and I’ll kill whoever you send,” I growled. The line went silent for a beat. I could practically hear Enzo smiling on the other end.“Interesting,” Enzo murmured. “Didn’t realize you’d gotten so attached. Fin
Drisana The apartment smelled like blood and soap.I sat on the edge of the bed with my knees pulled to my chest, staring at the spot on the floor where Carter had been lying just hours ago. The blood was gone now. Rian had cleaned it up without a word, but I could still see the dark stain in my mind. The way Carter’s body had jerked when the chair came down. The way Rian’s face had stayed completely calm while he did it.Like it was nothing.Like he had done it before. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. I pressed them between my thighs and tried to breathe normally, but every inhale felt too sharp, too loud in the quiet studio. The nightlight by the door cast long shadows across the walls. The one bed felt too big and too small at the same time.Rian was in the bathroom again. The shower had been running for almost twenty minutes. I could hear the water hitting the tiles, steady and relentless. I wondered if he was washing off more blood and how many times he had done this before.The
ArmaniI stood in the middle of the apartment, blood still drying on my hands, staring at Drisana’s terrified face.She looked so small against the wall, clutching her torn shirt closed, eyes wide with fear. The sight should have made me feel guilty. Instead, it made my cock twitch. She was afraid of me now. And some dark part of me loved it.“Fine,” I said quietly. “I’ll take him to the hospital.”Her shoulders sagged with relief. “Thank you.”“I’ll take care of him,” I added, voice soft. “You shouldn’t worry yourself about this. Stay here. Rest.”She stepped closer, eyes wide with worry. “Where are you taking him? Tell me, Rian. A hospital? Or somewhere else?”I didn’t answer. I just grabbed Carter’s unconscious body and started dragging him toward the door.“Rian, wait, I want to come with you. I need to see where you’re taking him. I can’t just sit here not knowing.”I turned and looked at her. “No.”Her voice rose, shaky but determined. “You can’t expect me to sit still.. He’s my
DrisanaI locked the door behind Rian and leaned against it, listening until his footsteps disappeared down the hallway.The apartment fell silent. I slid down the door until I was sitting on the floor, knees pulled tight to my chest. The quiet pressed in on me from all sides.I couldn’t stop thinking about him. The way he had looked at me earlier today. Soft. Like I was something he wanted to keep safe. Nobody had ever looked at me like that. Not Carter with his fake charm. Not my father with his cold calculations. Not even the people who were supposed to love me.That look should have terrified me. It did. But the fear wasn’t sharp enough to make me run.What scared me more was the thought of when all of this ended. When the twelve weeks were over, we went back to our separate lives. I would go back to being the golden daughter, traded and managed like an asset. He would go back to… whatever he really was. Whatever monster lived behind those calm gray eyes.I pressed my palm to my c
Armani I stared at her message on the screen. See you in class tomorrow, Rian. She knew. Not suspected or guessed. She fucking knew. I sat completely still in my chair and pressed my thumb hard into the scar on my left hand until the skin split and stung. I thought I still had weeks left
DRISANA He was already smirking when our eyes met. Chills ran down my spine. “Mr Stalker?” I didn’t mean to say it, but that was the first thing that came out of my mouth. The smirk vanished as soon as I turned to face him. “W—What? I wasn’t stalking—” he began. “How do you know about th
ARMANI “Will you be my boyfriend?” I stared at her. If I said that didn’t catch me off guard I’d be lying. It was so sudden. There she goes again. Amusing me without doing too much. She stared back with her chin up like whatever she had just asked was completely normal. The courage of this w
DRISANA Carter was calling again. I watched his name light up my screen and let it go dark without touching it. Seventeen missed calls since last night. I had lain in the dark with my phone face up on the pillow, staring at that unanswered text until the light outside my window changed color







