Se connecterBri Ryeong has everything—power, wealth, control. What she doesn’t have is closure. When she walks into a velvet-lit club and finds the woman who once made her teenage years a living hell dancing under a different name, she doesn’t flinch—she plots. Zara has no idea who the mysterious, commanding woman in the tailored suit really is. All she knows is the way Bri watches her—like she owns her. Like she could ruin her. And the worst part? Zara wants her to. What begins as a game of power and lust spirals into a dangerous slow-burn of seduction, secrets, and emotional warfare. But when obsession turns tender and the lies start to catch up, Bri must face the hardest truth of all: The only thing more terrifying than falling for your former bully… is realizing you were never the one in control. Dark chemistry. Emotional tension. Heat with teeth. Welcome to a love story built on broken rules and burning restraint.
Voir plusA few days had passed since her trip to Geldon City, and finally—finally—the day had come. Zara had the day off, and they had made plans to spend it together. All of it.Lee and Jared had looked at her sideways when she'd informed the team she’d be off-grid and unreachable. She’d seen the way their gazes tightened, how their questions about who she was always texting or calling came one after the other. Suspicious. Subtle, but not subtle enough. Lucas and Jared weren’t obnoxious about itbut it was clear neither of them thought it was wise for her to get tangled with Zara. Lee, though, was becoming a real problem—always snooping, always hovering.That shit really got on her nerves. She was grown. Their opinions were moot.It Didn’t matter that she’d said she’d stay away from Zara. If she didn’t stick to that? Still none of their business.Hell, even she couldn’t explain the hold Zara had on her.Bri checked her mirrors, took a sharp left, nearing Zara’s place. She pulled out her phone
Lee grinned and raised his glass of champagne. “To a night out with royalty,” he toasted.“Kings and queens,” Jared added, already a little loose as he clinked flutes with him.Bri and Lucas turned away from the toast, both peering out the private jet window. “There,” Lucas said, tapping the glass, “that’s where the stadium’s going.”Bri nodded without really seeing it. Her eyes flicked across the skyline, then down at her phone. A small, unreadable smile ghosted her lips.Lee dropped into the leather seat beside them. “You two know you’re missing the party, right? The bubbly is flowing and Jared’s on his third champagne flirt.”Lucas chuckled but kept looking out. “I’m scouting future landmarks. Bri’s teaching me to think like an empire builder.”Bri didn’t respond. She was already texting someone with rapid thumbs and a strangely tender focus. Not businesslike. Not detached. Intimate.Lee watched her a beat too long, the sound of laughter and clinking glasses fading behind the quiet
Just before closing, the lights in the club dimmed into that final, flickering state—half-lit strobes washing over sticky floors, half-finished drinks, and tired bodies. The music was still playing, but it had lost the rhythm of seduction, dragging now like an exhausted heartbeat. Zara stepped into the staff hallway, the scent of old perfume, sweat, and something sour lingering on the walls like a bruise.Her phone buzzed in her back pocket.Bri.She answered without hesitation, swinging her backpack over one shoulder as the last of the dancers passed her by in glitter-smeared silence.“Hey,” she murmured, breath fogging faintly in the cool air. “I thought you’d be in a flight or something.”There was the rustle of a coat, the muted noise of a distant airport behind Bri’s voice.“I just landed in Geldon City,” Bri said, her tone low but clear. “Figured you’d be getting off work by now. If you keep me on the line... I’ll handle that stalker for you.”Zara blinked, caught off guard. The
Zara woke up from her nap feeling refreshed, her phone buzzing beside her. She checked the screen—Tia had sent a message. She sighed, rolling over onto her stomach, and tapped it open.This is Bri’s number. I’m sure she’s not your stalker, but please be careful. Text me when you get off work tonight—Trev’s our designated driver, and he can totally pick you up!Zara smirked and quickly replied, her thumbs tapping out a message full of hearts. She stared at Bri’s number for a moment before her fingers hesitated over the keys. A deep breath, and she typed:If you’re following me, please stop. My boyfriend will fuck you up.She hit send and tossed the phone aside with a quiet exhale, feeling a sense of satisfaction. But it wasn’t long before she jumped in the shower, the hot water rushing over her skin, trying to wash away the tension of the day. She needed to feel clean, before and after work it helpt compatenlize her job and her life as a nurse student.When she stepped out, steam still
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