FAZER LOGINChapter 1Amaya pushed the apartment door open slowly.Her shoulders slumped as she stepped inside. Two long weeks at her motherâs place had drained every bit of energy from her body.Usually, the silence of late night comforted her like a soft blanket.But tonight⊠something felt off.A low, muffled sound drifted from the living room.Amaya froze.Her brows knit together as she listened closer. The sounds were strange too rhythmic, too intimate to ignore.For a second, confusion flashed across her face.Then she gave a small, tired sigh and shook her head.âMarcusâŠâ she murmured under her breath, almost amused. âWhat are you doing now?âShe kicked off her shoes quietly and walked further in, expecting to find him slouched on the couch, probably lost in some late-night video or show.A faint smile tugged at her lips.âHe really doesnât know how to relax properly,â she whispered to herself.âBabe, Iâm home,â she called softly. She hoped for his usual big hug and kiss on the forehead.T
Chapter 8 Blood and PromisesâHere? In the hospital?â she asked, glancing nervously at the door.âNo oneâs coming in for a while. I told the nurses not to disturb us.â His fingers brushed her thigh. âI need to taste you, Liliana. I need to feel you on my tongue. Please, baby.âLilianaâs heart pounded hard. She stood beside the bed, breathing fast. Marcusâs eyes burned with raw need as he looked at her.In one quick motion, he grabbed the front of her sundress. With a low growl, he ripped it straight down. The fabric tore loudly, splitting open and exposing her breasts. The dress hung in pieces around her waist.Liliana gasped, a rush of heat flooding her body. Her nipples hardened under his stare.Lilianaâs heart hammered in her chest as she stood beside the bed, breathing fast. Marcus looked up at her like he was starving. His eyes were dark and full of raw hunger.Without warning, he reached out, grabbed the front of her sundress, and ripped it hard. The fabric tore loudly dow
Chapter 7: Blood and ChaosThe ambulance ride was pure chaos. Flashing red lights bounced off the metal walls. Sirens screamed so loud Liliana thought her head might split open. She sat crammed in the corner, her hands still covered in Marcusâs blood, watching three paramedics fight to keep him alive.They had cut off his white robe. His chest was bare, covered in sticky pads and wires. A machine beeped fast and unsteady.âBlood pressureâs dropping,â one paramedic said.âPush another bag of fluids,â another answered.Liliana couldnât breathe. She hugged her knees tight, rocking slightly. Marcusâs head rolled to the side. His eyes were closed, his face pale and sweaty.âIs he going to wake up?â she whispered, voice cracking.The young female paramedic with braids gave her a soft look. âHeâs unconscious, but heâs tough. Heâs fighting.ââCan I hold his hand? Please?âThe woman nodded. âGo ahead, but stay out of our way.âLiliana dropped to her knees on the cold floor. She grabbed Marcu
Chapter 6:- Rented Hearts Our family was supposed to be something we built together. Not something you threw together with some random slut you found on the internet!Liliana spoke up, her voice quiet but firm. "I'm standing right here. I can hear every word you're saying."Sophia turned toward her slowly, her eyes cold. "Good. Then listen close. You're nothing special. You're just a rented body. A walking oven for hire."When this is all over, he'll forget you even exist. He'll throw some money at you, and you'll crawl back to your sad little life with your sad little mother. All you'll have left is a fat bank account and a messed-up womb. No real family. No love. No future. Just cash and scars."Liliana's eyes stung with angry tears, but she refused to let them fall. "Maybe you're right. But at least I tried to save someone I care about. What have you ever fought to save besides your own damn ego?"Sophia's face twisted with rage. Something deep inside her broke."That's it," she
Chapter 5: The Jealous ExThe elevator doors slid open with a sharp, angry sound, like the whole building was holding its breath. Sophia didn't just step into the penthouse. She exploded into it. Her heels cracked against the marble floor, each step louder than the last. Her face usually so perfect in magazines was twisted and red, her eyes wild the second they landed on Liliana.Liliana was curled on the white leather couch, wearing nothing but Marcus's oversized white shirt. Her hair was messy. Her legs were bare. She looked small and caught off guard.Sophia stopped in the middle of the room and pointed a trembling finger at her. "What the actual hell is this?"Liliana flinched and pulled the shirt lower over her thighs. "Excuse me?""You heard me." Sophia laughed a short, ugly sound. She turned toward the hallway where Marcus had just appeared in a dark robe. "Are you serious, Marcus? You replaced me with this? This cheap, pathetic little thing?"Marcus stepped forward, his j
Chapter 4: Painting NakedLiliana stood barefoot in the sunlit studio, wearing nothing but one of Marcusâs oversized white shirts that barely reached her thighs. Her brush moved across the canvas in smooth, confident strokes, blending deep crimson and gold into swirling passion. A small smudge of blue paint marked her cheek, and her brow was furrowed in concentration.Marcus leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching her silently. He had never seen her like this before lost in her own world, completely free.Liliana dipped her brush again, biting her lower lip as she added a bold streak of color. âI know youâre watching me,â she said without turning around, a small smile playing on her lips.Marcus stepped inside, his footsteps echoing softly. âYouâre good. Really good. I didnât expect this level of talent from you.âShe finally turned, brush still in hand. âPainting is the only thing thatâs ever been completely mine. Even when money was tight and my mom was sick⊠I coul
FORTY-SECOND FLOOR â CORNER OFFICE â NIGHTEmmaâs heart was beating fast as she stood outside the corner office.The whole building was quiet. Everyone had gone home hours ago.Only the soft glow of city lights came through the tall glass windows.She adjusted her black pencil skirt, pulling it dow
It was the head of campus security, a stern older man who knew Elena well.Elena panicked, trying to push Alexander away, but he refused to pull out. Instead, he clamped one hand over her mouth again and kept slowly grinding deep inside her, his cock still rock-hard and twitching.âAnswer him,â he
The heavy bathroom door rattled again with another insistent knock.âSophia? Honey, are you sure youâre okay?â Markâs voice was laced with genuine concern, so sweet it made her stomach twist with guilt.She was trembling, barely able to stand, her freshly married pussy still pulsing from Damienâs w
CHAPTER ONE âYouâre dripping for me already, Mrs. Perfect Wife⊠and your husband is still out there promising you forever.âDamienâs low, mocking growl vibrated against my ear the second his strong hand clamped around my wrist in the glittering ballroom. My heart slammed against my ribs as champa







