INICIAR SESIÓNAIDANI can barely keep my eyes off her… My palms are sweaty as I watch her in this immaculate red dress. She's stunning. “You're so beautiful.” I confess She turns away from the window slowly and she gives me a breath taking smile. Then she looks away, the colour red painting her skin finely. “You say dangerous things so casually.”“I'm not being casual.” my cock is straining hard against my pants… My mind is murky with the thought of her, nothing about this is casual. My fingers itch to touch her skin, she's mine. And mine alone. I brush a strand of hair from her cheek. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Dahlia.” She looks up, a mixture of shock and excitement fills her eyes and I kiss her. My hand wraps around her waist and I pull her closer to me. We kiss each other with an intensity that could burn the ocean dry. She parts her legs slightly and I lift her dress to expose her legs. My finger brushed the inside of her thigh, pulling a small shiver from her. M
They did not find her mother downstairs.At first, Dahlia thought maybe she had missed her in the crowd.The ballroom was thick with bodies, laughter, perfume and expensive lies. Women glittered in gowns that caught every light in the room and men stood in circles pretending not to size each other up. Servants moved quietly through the chaos with silver trays balanced on their palms. Music drifted through the halls like something rehearsed a thousand times.And yet, no matter how many times Dahlia searched the room, no matter how many faces she turned toward, her mother was nowhere.They checked the terrace.They checked the gardens.They checked the smoking lounge where some of the older guests gathered to gossip about everyone but themselves.Nothing.Aidan said very little as they searched. His hand remained clasped around hers the entire time, warm and certain, as if he knew that if he let go, the entire night would start to tilt.“Maybe she left,” Dahlia said eventually, though t
They watched as the phone rang again.And again.The sound cut through the room like something violent, too ordinary for what it interrupted.Dahlia froze against the mattress, breath still caught somewhere between her throat and Aidan’s mouth. The heat between them didn’t disappear immediately, it lingered in the air like a mistake that hadn’t decided what it wanted to become yet.Aidan didn’t move at first.His forehead rested against hers, eyes still half-lidded, like he was refusing the world on principle.Then the phone rang again.Longer this time.Persistent.Dahlia swallowed, her fingers still tangled loosely in his shirt as if she had forgotten how to let go.“Aidan,” she whispered.He exhaled through his nose, slow and irritated, and shifted slightly off her but not away from her. His hand stayed on her waist like an anchor, like if he let go she might vanish into whatever was calling them back.He reached for her phone without looking at the screen.Then stopped.His expres
The dock was already behind him by the time the sound of water stopped feeling like water.It had turned into something else.Something persistent.Something inside his bones.Sylas walked without direction at first, letting the yacht take care of distance while his body did the more difficult work of pretending it wasn’t unraveling. The air on deck was sharp, salted, clean in a way that should have grounded him.It didn’t.If anything, it made things worse.Because clean air left no place to hide what was happening.His jaw tightened as he leaned briefly against the railing, fingers curling around the metal until it bit into his skin. He should have been past this stage. He should have been stable enough by now to ignore it, to compartmentalize it, to turn it into something else the way he always did.But his body didn’t care what he should have been.It only cared about what it wanted.And what it wanted had a name now.That was the problem.He exhaled slowly through his nose, as if
Sylas found the captain near the ropes, crouched low as he checked the knots twice over.“We leave now,” Sylas said.The captain straightened immediately. One look at Sylas’s face and he nodded without question.“Yes, sir.”He moved past him and toward the steering deck.Only when the man was gone did Sylas turn.Lorelei stood a few feet behind him, hands clasped in front of her white dress like she had all the patience in the world. He didn't like anything about her, and he was not ready to speak to her. Moonlight silvered her honey hair.Her eyes were warm.Too warm.“What do you want?” Sylas asked.She smiled softly.“Straight to hostility. Interesting.”“I prefer efficiency.”She cleared her throat and for some reason, took a step towards him. He wanted distance between them, he didn't really like other people that much… HeHe didn't like them at all. “I’ve been studying vampires for a very long time,” she said, stepping even closer. “I was wondering if you could give me insight
The moment they stepped onto the dock, Aidan tore his hand from Dahlia’s grip.Wood groaned beneath his pacing. The water around the island slapped restlessly against the pillars below, dark and endless beneath the moonlight.“Aidan?”“No.” He turned so sharply the word sliced between them. “No, you don’t get to start with my name like that.”Dahlia froze.Sylas remained farther back near the path, hands in his pockets, gaze unreadable. Smart enough not to interrupt. For once.Aidan laughed once, but there was nothing amused in it.“I knew it.”“You knew what?”“That something was wrong.” He pointed toward the mansion behind them. “I knew he was always around for a reason. I knew every time you defended him, every time you ran to him, every time you looked at him like he was harmless… ”“I never looked at him like that.”“You did.”His voice cracked on the last word.It hurt more than if he had shouted.Dahlia stepped closer carefully, like approaching an injured animal.“Aidan, liste
“Ready for the big game?” Esmeralda asks as she pours coffee beans into the grinder.“I don’t think I’m going,”“You’re not going?” Luke asks, as he grabs the box and places it in his courier bag.“No, I don’t…” My phone vibrates on the counter. I grab it and stare at the screen.“Wait, I just got
The moment I see the tall building, I stop. I’m both scared and excited. But the fear is beginning to take over.I think of turning back but the chance of seeing Aidan is tempting. So I take a deep breath and walk faster in case I change my mind, it would be too late to turn around.There’s a few p
“What's your middle name?” Aidan asked as he lowered me onto his jutting cock. I felt the thick head pressing against my entrance and I shifted, angling my body to the left to let him slip inside me. Suddenly, I felt my tongue watering. I felt him everywhere all at once, the fullness of him was
“Are you sure you don’t want to see Lisa?”“Why would I want to see her?” Aidan asked, leaning against the mirror wall of the elevator.“To talk her out of telling our parents?”The elevator doors opened and I stepped out. “I’ll call her dad.” Aidan said reluctantly Would that be enough?A bitter







