FAZER LOGINAurora’s POV…My back hit the cool, unyielding wall with a thud that knocked the breath from my lungs. Julian’s hands were on my throat, something he liked to do.“I wasn’t snooping you can let me go now” I gasp “Maybe I don’t want to let you go poison, maybe I want to press you down and eat you out till you loose your fucking mind” he said I gulped as my face flamed red, was he serious? “I doubt that” I taunted him His eyes darkened and he moved fast pinning my wrists above my head with one massive palm while the other gripped my hip hard enough to bruise. The room spun slightly, the dim lamplight casting long shadows across his face. His eyes were dark and locked onto mine with a hunger that made my knees buckle.“Aurora,” he growled, his voice low and rough like gravel under boots. “You’ve been teasing me and now you’re going to take what I give you.”I whimpered, my body already trembling. We hadn’t even made it to the bed. My dress was bunched around my waist and my panties
Aurora’s POVI cried so hard I started hiccuping which somehow made everything worse.My bags sat beside me on the curb while my neighbors walked past pretending not to stare.The night air felt cold against my skin or maybe that was just loneliness, I wiped at my face angrily.Pathetic.I had nowhere to go, Bella would take me in immediately if I called her.Vivienne too.But something inside me couldn’t handle the embarrassment yet, it couldn’t handle saying the words out loud.My sister threw me out.I bent forward, pressing my palms against my eyes to stop the tears.Why did everything hurt so much lately?Then suddenly a shadow fell over me and a hand touched my shoulder gently i flinched hard instantly.“Aurora.” A silky deep voice said My breath hitched, it was Julian, of course it was him.I looked up slowly through my blurred vision, he was wearing black again and his expression shifted the second he saw my face properly.The tears and bruises. The bags beside me. Something
Aurora’s POVThe kiss ruined me completely because the entire drive home afterward felt unreal.I sat stiffly in the passenger seat of Julian’s car, staring out the window while my lips still tingled.Neither of us spoke much. The silence wasn’t awkward though that was the dangerous part.It felt heavy like one wrong word would drag us right back into each other again.Julian drove with one hand on the wheel, the other resting lazily near the gear shift.Meanwhile my brain was actively melting down I had kissed him back, actually kissed him back not because I was drunk.Because I wanted to. That realization alone nearly made me jump out of the moving car.When we finally pulled up outside my apartment building, I reached for the handle too quickly.Coward.“Aurora.”His voice stopped me immediately and I looked over at him slowly. His gray eyes stayed fixed on me.“You should stop going to that club.”I frowned immediately.“I’m serious.” He said and exhaled quietly through his nose
Aurora’s POV“I said I’m not going.” I snapped at herClara looked up from the mirror where she was fixing her lipstick.“You are.”“I worked all day.”“And?”“I’m tired.”“And?” She repeated I stared at her in disbelief, sometimes talking to my sister felt like arguing with a brick wall that occasionally slapped people.She stood and grabbed a red dress from the bed it wasn’t even a dress, it disgusted me.It was tiny and plain lace which would definitely show my skin and it was backless and very short and of course the cleavage was too low.I looked at it with immediate disgust.“No.”Clara rolled her eyes dramatically.“Oh my God, Aurora, stop acting like a child.”“I look like slut in that thing.”“You look powerful .”“I hate when you say that.”She shoved the dress against my chest. “You’re wearing it.”“I’m not a prostitute.”Her expression hardened instantly and the room went quiet.“You think you’re better than me?” she asked softly.I immediately regretted speaking because
Julian’s POVI stayed outside Aurora’s apartment longer than I should have long enough for the lights in neighboring buildings to start going out one by one.Long enough for the old woman across the street to glare suspiciously at my car and long enough to become painfully aware of how ridiculous this was.Because I did not wait outside women’s homes. I didn’t follow people I didn’t care enough to.Yet somehow here I was.Watching the dim glow from Aurora’s bedroom window like a man who had completely lost his mind.My fingers tapped slowly against the steering wheel.She was reckless, stubborn, loud and annoying.And every time she looked at me with those sharp eyes and angry mouth something dark in me woke up.Something dangerous. I finally saw the curtain move slightly upstairs, I saw a glimpse of her silhouette theb the curtains closed completely.A slow exhale left my mouth, she was inside safely only then did I finally drive away.The city blurred past in streaks of neon and rai
Aurora’s POVThe next morning, I woke up exhausted, I was so tired from the club and all I could think about was Julian’s fingers in me.And apparently my brain had decided Julian Hawthorne was now a permanent resident.I hated that for me.I sat cross-legged on my bed, folding clothes into uneven piles while Bella’s face filled my phone screen.“You need to let Sebastian go,” I told her firmly.Bella groaned dramatically from the other end of the video call.“I have let him go.”“You cried over him three days ago.”“I was emotional!”“You almost threw ice cream at Vivienne.”“She was being insensitive.”From somewhere offscreen, Vivienne yelled—“You called him your soulmate!”Bella couldn’t let Sebastian go even though she was married to Rafael Ashford, the name alone sent shivers down my spine.Bella gasped.“Traitor!”I laughed despite myself and tossed another shirt onto the bed. Bella squinted at me suspiciously through the screen.“You’re smiling too much today.”“I literally a
Isabella’s POV……I definitely didn't plan to go to Miami, but hopefully it would be worth it.I packed my suitcase and it all felt surreal My suitcase lay open on the bed, half-filled with dresses I wasn’t sure I wanted to wear and shoes I didn’t feel like walking in.But I had to act and look lik
Isabella's pov….My breath hitched As I watched Rafael watch me with those eyes. He brushed his thumb on my bare pussy and I gasped He groaned “ The things I want to do to you Isabella”He tells me rubbing his thumb on my clit.I gulp, the most sensible thing would be to get off this tab
Isabella's pov…..“Step away from my wife” Rafael said I scoffed and watched him and Sebastian have a glaring contest. Before Sebastian turns to me “How about you find out how you really ended up in his bed” he said and stomped out “Isabella” “I don't want to hear it Rafael”I was abou
Isabella's pov…….They were two things I hated the most.Number one was attending my dad's socialite events and being forced to dress up and look all dolled up. And two was being the only child of my parents and not being allowed to be whatever I wanted to be.I looked in the mirror, my curly hair







