LOGIN“We dare you to make out with Luke for sixty seconds!”
Cheers and hollers tore through the air and I looked around, only to realize that more people had joined in and more had their eyes on us. I should have chosen truth. I swallowed and turned to Luke who was staring at me expectantly. He was good looking, he had a strong jaw and bedroom eyes. He was muscular like the other players, tall too. “Kiss, Kiss, Kiss!” More people were gathering. I felt a layer of sweat coating my skin. “Kiss already!” I stood up on shaky legs and I walked over to where Luke was sitting. He had already made space for me beside him. “What happens if it doesn't last for sixty seconds?” “You have to face some kind of punishment.” someone mumbled in the background. Luke placed his palm on the side of my face. “You're pretty.” he whispered before leaning in His lips were soft… And he was gentle. Even his thumb cupping the side of my face gently stroked my cheek in slow cricles. I melted into the warmth of his mouth and everyone faded into nothing as his tongue rubbed over my bottom lip, asking for better access into my mouth. My lips parted with ease and our tongues clashed together. I leaned into him and he pulled me into his solid body until I was straddling him. He groaned into my mouth as I ran my fingers through his hair but all of a sudden, our contact was abruptly severed. My eyes snapped open and I heard a few screams. There was chaos happening in front of me and people were screaming. Everything was coming to me in bits and pieces. “Get off him!" someone screamed. My heart was beating fast and my breaths were coming in shallow, too shallow. I was processing this too slow. Aidan had one knee on Luke’s chest, pinning him to the ground as she punched his face. “Somebody needs to do something, he's going to kill Luke!” I rushed forward and pulled Aidan's fist. He tried to push me away and I was no match for his strength. “Aidan!” I yelled at the top of my lungs. His head shot up and he turned to me, his eyes were as dark as night. Nothing but raw anger was written on his face. “Get to my car, now!” he yelled at me. “What the hell has come over you.” “My car! Now!” Everyone was quietly watching, even the music had been turned off. I was so embarrassed. I turned around and walked to the door, praying that Aidan left Luke alone. When I reached outside, I was happy to see Aidan coming towards me but as he drew closer, my heart clenched. “Get in.” He said pointing to his car. I wanted to yell at him, I wanted to say no, but people were still watching and I didn't want to cause a scene. “Baby, wait.” Lisa whimpered as she ran towards us. “No, you're not coming with us. Stay back.” Aidan hopped into the car, slammed the door shut and drove off. It was the first time I was sitting inside his car. It smelled like him. The interior was made with dark leather and every surface was clean. His phone rang and I watched him switch it off. He was fuming, his hands gripped the steering wheel so firmly that they turned white. When we stopped in front of the house, I jumped out and started running inside but his steady footsteps told me that he was catching up to me with ease. I opened my bedroom door and I rushed inside, I tried to slam it but a hand stopped it. He pushed the door and barged in. “What the hell is wrong with you!” He didn't talk. No. He just stalked towards me. His eyes hadn't returned back to that light blue, everything about him was dark. “Aidan, please stop it, you're scaring me.” That seemed to get to him. He straightened and ran his fingers through his hair. “Why did you kiss him?” “It was just a game.” “Don't lie to me.” “I swear, it was just Truth or Dare.” Why was I explaining myself to him anyway? “You seemed to be enjoying it.” The answer was at the tip of my tongue, but I held it back and it made it more obvious. I was enjoying the kiss and that seemed to make Aidan angrier. “I'm going to kill him.” He turned around and stalked out of my bedroom, I rushed to chase him and he slammed the door in my face. I heard the locks twisting and turning. “You wouldn't dare!” I tried the door knob but it wouldn't budge. “You son of a bitch!” No matter how hard I slammed the door that night, Aidan didn't return. *** The soft click of the door jerked me out of sleep. My eyes were so sore because I had cried myself to sleep. “Miss Dahlia, your mum is on the phone.” It was the housekeeper. I grabbed the phone and pressed it to my ear. “Mum?” “Sweetie, I've been trying to reach you since yesterday.” “I lost my phone…” “Is everything alright?” Hearing the soothing sound of her voice, it sent me down a spiral. Should I tell her? It would ruin her honeymoon. This is the first time in years that she's happy and I don't want to spoil that for her. I would tell her the moment she returns back. “Nothing is wrong mum, I'm just missing you.” “Good morning Master Aidan.” Immediately I heard those words, my head snapped up. Aidan was holding a small basket and he was leaning on the door frame, watching me. I must look pathetic, with my swollen face and tattered hair. “Dahlia, are you there?” “Yes mum, I'll talk to you later.” “Wait, before I go. Mr Smith asked me to remind you of the coming moon festival. You might get your wolf and find out who your mate is.” “Okay mum, bye.” I handed the phone back to the housekeeper and she left. “Did you sleep on the floor?” he asked with a frown. “Did you come here to gloat?” I shot back. “You must be so proud of yourself.” My boldness was fueled by the anger in me. “Someone's fiesty, ” he said with a smirk. He walked into the room but he left the door open. “I'm really sorry I shouldn't have hit him and ruined your kiss.” he said with a smile, he was not sorry at all. “Why did you do it?” He shrugged lightly. “You just hate me, Isn't that the same reason you threw that paint at me in high-school and pretended like it was a mistake? Is that not the same reason you told everyone that I stole your watch?” He looked torn. For the first time since I met Aidan, he let his guard down.Aidan had her pressed against the window before she could even catch her breath.The glass was cool against her back, a sharp contrast to the heat building between them. His mouth found hers with a kind of urgency that felt like it had been waiting all night, all day, maybe longer than that. Dahlia’s fingers curled into his shirt, pulling him closer as if there was still distance left to close.There wasn’t.Not really.But it didn’t stop her from trying.His hands slid to her waist, firm, grounding, and then lower, lifting her without effort. She gasped softly as her legs wrapped around him, instinctive, natural, like her body had already learned him in ways her mind was still trying to catch up with.“Aidan—”He swallowed the rest of her words with another kiss.Hungry.Not rushed, not careless, but deep enough to make her forget where they were. The party below, the noise, the questions waiting for them… all of it faded into something distant and unimportant.Right now, it was just
AIDANI 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
I leaned up to stand on my tiptoes and moaned into his mouth.That was all he needed.He leaned in, grabbed me up and carried me into the bedroom. All the while, he never pulled out of the kiss.The soft mattress sank beneath my back as he placed me down, and he was on me again. His tongue was digg
“Hmm, I wonder what those ideas are…” I whispered as I kissed the corner of his mouth.He angled his head, desperate for a kiss but I didn't give him my lips.I kissed an invisible trail down his chin and then his throat. His body hardened as I rocked my pussy against his groin.He wrapped his hand
“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







