MasukAurora’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
Aurora povHe walked out and I turned back to Daniel putting on my best fake smile. Just then a woman appeared at my side. She was tall and beautiful and wearing a red dress, she was bald did she have cancer?"Aurora?" she asked, voice cutting through the music.I nodded, surprised she knew my name."Follow me to the private room please someone wants to see you." She didn't wait for my reply and her hand closed around my wrist, firm but not rough, guiding me through the throng toward a shadowed hallway at the back. My heart hammered in my chest, a part of me wanted to pull away this wasn't my scene but curiosity, and that lingering heat from Julian's stare, kept my feet moving.We stopped at a red door. She swiped a card, and it clicked open. "Enjoy," she said with a knowing smile, then walked out leaving me there.The room was dimly lit and beautiful . A single pole gleamed in the center, rising from a small stage to the ceiling. Plush couches lined the walls, and the air smelled
Aurora’s POVBy the time I got home, my feet hurt so badly I wanted to throw my bicycle into traffic.The tiny apartment building looked even sadder at night.I took note of the flickering hallway light and the peeling paint, I could hear our neighbors yelling somewhere upstairs.Home sweet home.I parked my bicycle beside the staircase and climbed the steps slowly, already exhausted.But the moment I pushed open the apartment door i knew immediately my sister was in a mood.“Finally.” She snapped I closed the door carefully behind me.Clara sat on the couch wearing one of her too-tight dresses, scrolling through her phone with irritation written all over her face and a bottle in her hand.“You’re late.”“I had work.”“You always have work.”“That’s generally how jobs function.”Her eyes narrowed instantly and i sighed internally.“Did you eat?” I asked instead.She stood suddenly and before I could react properly, she snatched the money from my hand.“All of it?” she demanded.I fr
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







