MasukAiraThe moment David mentioned he had something to tell me when he got back, I knew the clock had run out.For months, I’d watched him slip away, noticing the subtle shifts in his tone and the way he looked at his phone. I’d stayed quiet, playing the part of the patient girlfriend while he spent more and more time with Rita, our next door neighbor.He claimed they were just friends, but a woman knows when she's being replaced. I was giving him a chance to find his way back to me, but clearly, he was choosing the exit.Fine. If he was going to break my heart, I was going to break the rules.I stormed into the bedroom, pulled on my most provocative lace lingerie, and threw a silk night robe over it. I wasn't going to sit home and cry.I walked straight out the front door and across the lawn to Rita’s house. If she was busy with my boyfriend, I might as well spend some quality time with her father. A win-win, right?I didn't bother knocking. I slipped through the front door and found Mr
Ronan had kept his promise. In the days following that night, he had become a ghost in the Vane estate.Rissa found herself taking long, aimless walks around the compound every day, her eyes involuntarily searching the windows and the gardens just to catch a glimpse of him.Back in her own suite, everything with Finn felt normal, but it was a hollow kind of normal. He had become even more distant than usual, his gaze never quite meeting hers.Rissa couldn't help but wonder if the stress of the family business was finally breaking him, or if something else was rotting under the surface.Eleanor had called for a formal family breakfast, Rissa’s first instinct was to make an excuse. But then the butler had mentioned, that Ronan would be attending.So she dressed up with more care than she had in weeks, choosing a dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. She walked down to the dining hall, finding Eleanor already seated with her husband at the head of the table.“Mum, Dad,” R
The door to Rissa’s room flew open. She had just finished showering, her bathrobe draped loosely around her with water still dripping off her hair.Ronan came into view, filling the doorway with his massive frame.“What the hell are you thinking, barging into my room this way?” Rissa screamed, her voice vibrating with pure frustration. “You said I should show up at your room, and I was just about to do that! Seriously, when are you going to leave me the fuck alone?”Ronan stepped inside, a slow, effortless smile spreading across his face. “Well, I changed my mind. I decided I’d rather stay here tonight instead of having you come to mine.”“You can’t stay here! I don’t permit it!” she hissed, clutching the collar of her robe tighter.They went back and forth, Rissa’s anger hitting a wall of Ronan’s smug indifference. He riled her up on purpose, watching her cheeks flush with that dark red he loved so much. Finally, she let out a sharp huff.“Fine! Suit yourself!” she muttered, turning
“Thinking about him wouldn’t change a thing.”It had been days since Rissa last saw Ronan. She couldn’t help but think he had actually kept his part of the deal. Right. She shouldn’t think about him, but he had been lirking around her head nonstop.She needed a distraction. She threw on a simple dress and went outside for a walk around the compound, hoping the fresh air would clear her mind. After a long stroll through the gardens, she realized she was starving.She headed to the kitchen and found the house workers busy preparing for dinner.“I’ve missed my own cooking so much,” Rissa said, forcing a cheerful smile. “I want to try preparing a meal for myself today.”The staff looked at her in surprise, initially refusing to let the mistress of the house lift a finger. But after some gentle pleading, they finally stepped aside and let her take over one of the stoves.As Rissa began to chop vegetables and stir the pot, she finally felt a sense of peace. That was until a shadow fell over
The phone ringing on the nightstand jolted Rissa awake. Her head pounded like someone was hitting her with a wooden stick, and the room spun as she sat up. She looked around, realizing she was completely naked and the bed beside her was empty. Ronan was gone.Panic set in. She scrambled to find her clothes, her heart racing as she saw the time.She was a mess, her hair was tangled, her makeup smeared and dried. She dressed as fast as she could, her hands shaking so hard she could barely zip her clothes.She had to get out. She had to get home before Finn.She grabbed her heels and rushed toward the door, intending to sneak out of the suite. But just as she reached for the handle, the heavy door was shoved open from the outside. The wood slammed into her forehead, sending her flying backward."Ah!" Rissa gasped, hitting the floor hard. She clutched her head, stars dancing in her eyes from the impact.Ronan stood in the doorway, looking perfectly composed and maddeningly calm. He didn't
“I told you to drink, but not too much, and you didn’t listen,” Ronan whispered, as he pulled Rissa from the seat where she had finally passed out.His friends hooted and whistled but Ronan didn’t give them a second glance. He simply gave them a sharp, knowing wink and led her away from the noise and toward the private suites upstairs.“It’s your fault... for teasing me,” Rissa slurred, her head lolling helplessly onto his shoulder. The world was spinning and the only thing that felt solid was the hard, steady heat of Ronan’s body against hers.Ronan kicked open the door to a dimly lit suite, the heavy silence of the room swallowing the muffled beat of the club below. He tossed her onto the expansive bed, letting her fall face flat into the plush bed. He stood over her for a moment, watching the way the skimpy black dress had ridden up her thighs, before he reached down and flipped her over to face him.He leaned in, his hands bracing the mattress on either side of her head, smirking







