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2025-08-26 19:26:11Don’t expect me not to fall for you."
That was the last thing he said… before he walked away and left me standing in the rain — cold, confused, and completely shaken. Arielle Brooks – POV His voice kept echoing in my head like a broken record. “Don’t expect me not to fall for you.” What did that even mean? Was it a warning? A confession? Or just another twisted move in whatever game Xavier Knight was playing with my life? By the time I got back to my aunt’s house, I was drenched. She asked questions, but I gave short answers. I didn’t know how to explain that the boy I was fake-married to had just kissed me with fire and then walked away like nothing happened. Aunt May – POV Arielle didn’t say much when she came in, but I knew something was off. She always kept things bottled up — just like her mother used to. But I saw it in her eyes. She was hurting. And I knew it had something to do with that Xavier boy. I wasn’t stupid. A mistake in paperwork doesn’t magically tie two teenagers together like this. Someone powerful wanted this marriage to happen. And whoever it was… didn’t care how it would damage my niece. She needed protection. Even if she didn’t know it yet. Xavier Knight – POV I told her not to expect me not to fall for her… What I didn’t say was: I already had. That kiss… it shook me more than I wanted to admit. It wasn’t supposed to mean anything. It wasn’t supposed to feel like I was breathing for the first time. But it did. And now, I couldn’t sleep. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t stop imagining the taste of her mouth or the way she looked at me like she hated me — and wanted me at the same time. I needed a distraction. Too bad Bianca had other plans. The Next Day – Empire High “Did you mean it?” Mira whispered to me in homeroom. “Mean what?” “That whole... falling-for-you thing. With Xavier. It’s all over the gossip thread, Ari.” I nearly choked. “What?” She pulled out her phone. There it was — a screenshot from the rooftop. Someone had zoomed in, caught the moment his hand was on my jaw, his forehead against mine. The caption: “King Xavier finally caught feelings? For HER???” My stomach flipped. I hadn’t even processed what that kiss meant. And now, the whole school thought we were in love. Lunch – The Ambush I was walking to my locker when it happened. A sharp shove. Then cold liquid. I gasped. Iced coffee dripped down my shirt, soaking through the thin white fabric. “Oh noooo,” Bianca said sweetly. “I guess poor girls don’t know how to walk in heels or avoid spills.” People laughed. My face flushed as I clutched my chest. My bra was visible. Everyone was staring. Whispering. And then “Take off your jacket.” Xavier’s voice. Sharp. Commanding. He wrapped it around my shoulders before I could even react. Then he turned to Bianca. His expression? Ice. “Try that again, and I’ll bury your reputation so deep, not even your daddy’s money can save it.” Dead silence. I looked up at him. He didn’t say anything else. Just grabbed my hand… and walked me out of the hallway like he owned it. Arielle – POV Back in his car, I sat there in silence. Xavier tapped the wheel. His jaw clenched. He looked like he was trying not to explode. “You didn’t have to do that,” I said softly. He looked at me like I was insane. “Yes. I did.” “Why?” “Because I don’t like seeing you hurt.” My breath caught. “You don’t even know me,” I whispered. He turned to me, eyes unreadable. “That’s the problem. I want to.” Knight Mansion – That Night It started with a knock on my door. “I brought your bag,” Xavier said. “You left it in the car.” I thanked him. But before I could close the door, thunder cracked across the sky. A storm. My heart jumped. I hated storms. Xavier noticed. “You okay?” he asked, voice softer than usual. I nodded. “I just... hate thunder.” “Come in,” he said. “Just for a minute.” 🔥 Bedroom Scene 🔥 It was supposed to be a minute. Instead, I found myself in his room again. Wearing his hoodie. Sitting on his bed. And then… His fingers brushed my knee. I looked up. “Xavier…” “Tell me to stop,” he whispered, leaning closer. I didn’t. I couldn’t. His lips found mine again — hotter, deeper than before. His hand slid under the hoodie, grazing bare skin. I shivered. Not from cold. “I shouldn’t want you,” he murmured against my lips. “Then don’t,” I breathed. But he didn’t stop. And neither did I. It didn’t go all the way… but it went far enough to leave me breathless and aching and terrified of how much more I wanted. Mr. Knight – POV I watched the footage again. Xavier was slipping. He was touching that girl like she mattered. I hired investigators. Had her background dug up. She was no one. A ghost. A broke scholarship girl with no real connections. She wasn’t part of the plan. And if she kept distracting him… I’d remove her. Permanently. Arielle – POV The next morning, I found the photo. Pas ted to my locker. A shot of me in Xavier’s shirt. His hoodie. My face flushed. Captioned: “Wifey already warming the bed? Scandal alert.” I stared in horror. The rumor had started. But this time… it wasn’t just gossip. It was war.
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The street was too quiet.As soon as Xavier closed my car door, sealing me inside the faint smell of leather and gasoline, a cold stillness spread across the night. My pulse raced, my hands trembling as I pressed them into my lap. Through the windshield, I watched Xavier circle around the hood of the car like a predator scanning for threats. His every movement was sharp, honed—his eyes flicking between shadows, streetlights, and rooftops, searching.When he slid into the driver’s seat, the car seemed to exhale with me, the familiar weight of him both comforting and terrifying.“Seatbelt,” he said, his voice clipped.I fumbled for it, my fingers clumsy. The belt clicked into place, but it did nothing to ease the storm inside me.Xavier’s jaw was locked tight, his knuckles pale as he gripped the steering wheel. He didn’t start the car right away. Instead, he sat in silence, watching the rearview mirror. Watching the street. Watching everything.I opened my mouth to speak, but he lifted
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The crash reverberated through the room, shattering the fragile standoff we’d been locked in. My heart thudded against my ribs so violently it hurt.Xavier moved like lightning, one arm sweeping me behind him, the other braced as if he were ready to strike at whatever came through that window. His body was taut, every muscle wired, every sense alert.For the first time, I saw my father’s expression falter. His fury wavered beneath something I hadn’t seen in him for years—fear.The glass trembled again, a shadow shifting beyond it. Slow. Deliberate. Watching.“Who the hell is out there?” my father hissed, his voice low, almost strangled. His earlier authority cracked like thin ice.Xavier didn’t answer. His eyes narrowed, trained on the window, his stance wide, protective. I could feel the heat of his body in front of me, steady and immovable, like a shield.The silence stretched too long. My breath came in shallow bursts. ThenTap. Tap. Tap.Knuckles, or claws, dragged across the glas
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