What happens when you have a steamy one night stand with your best friend's brother —yeah, the one you hate— and he returns for more? ********************************** Joan Madison has always despised Aaron Thompson, her best friend's arrogant, insufferable brother. The feeling was mutual—until it wasn't. A vacation meant for relaxation with her friend Rhoda takes a different turn when Joan finds herself tangled in a steamy, reckless encounter with the one man she swore she’d never want. What should’ve been a fleeting mistake becomes something far more dangerous as Aaron refuses to let her go—and his hunger for her only deepens. Jo’s trapped between desire and defiance, but one thing is clear: this game they’ve started could burn them both.
View More♤Aaron♤ "What's the plan?" Denzel asked, rubbing his chin. I paced the small room, scanning the men inside. Not just any men—these were hulking, sharp-minded, and intimidating figures. Their expressions alone could send shivers down anyone’s spine, enough to make a grown man hesitate and women step back in fear. And that's why they were my best and top. "Any update, Jason?" I turned to the man seated at the far end. He was calm, his fingers gliding across his laptop’s keyboard as he scanned through data. He barely lifted his eyes before responding. "I hacked into every CCTV camera in town, but it’ll take a while to sift through the footage and pinpoint her exact location," he said. I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply. Time was the one thing I didn’t have. The longer this dragged on, the worse it could get for her. "Start with the cameras near her last known location," Denzel suggested, his voice steady but urgent. Jason pursed his lips, humming under his brea
♡Joan♡My head throbbed, my skull ached, and it felt like it would burst open if I moved.My eyelids were heavy, but I forced them open. Darkness greeted me first, making me doubt whether I had really opened my eyes.Had I gone blind overnight? Where was Aaron? Why was the whole house in darkness?I tried to call for him, but something was blocking my mouth. A gag. My eyes widened as memories slowly crept back, piece by piece.I was in danger. My baby was in danger. We had been taken.I wriggled my wrists, feeling sharp pain where the restraints cut into my skin. My hands were tied behind my back. That explained the ache.I jerked against the chair, trying to break free. My heart pounded wildly, each beat louder than the last. The more I struggled, the deeper the restraints bit into my skin.That would leave bruises."Don't. It'll only hurt you more," a man's voice broke through the darkness, and I froze. My breath hitched. Someone was here.In books and movies, captors usually walked
♤Aaron♤ "Joan? Joan!" I was already out the door when the call disconnected. Her scream had been sharp, cutting through the air, and suddenly, everything wasn’t fuzzy. It was terrifyingly clear. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!! I never should have agreed when she insisted on going without a bodyguard. If he had been there, he could have protected her. He could have bought them time. Time for her to escape. The one time I relented, and now... A chill ran down my spine at the thought of Joan lying somewhere lifeless. Green eyes closed forever. Mother gone. Baby gone. Shoving the thought away, I scrolled through my contact list. This wasn’t a one-man job. I needed everyone on board—immediately. "Send out the emergency signals. I need everyone close by. New York, precisely," I said curtly, already heading to my car. As soon as the call ended, I started the ignition and sped out of the compound, dialing Denzel. He picked up on the second ring. "Hey. Guess who’s—" "Track Joan’s phone. Now. Where
♧Joan♧ "Can he not go with me, please? It’d make me feel… well, uncomfortable," I said, pressing my lips together. Aaron glanced at me briefly before turning his attention back to his laptop, fingers tapping away. I crossed my arms in front of my chest. Oh, so now he was playing the silent role, wasn’t he? "Aaron." I called his name, and he sighed, finally lifting his eyes to meet mine. "I thought we already talked about this?" He turned his seat around to face me fully. "It’s not safe for you or the baby to be out alone without a bodyguard." "It’s just dinner with my colleagues," I pressed on. "It’ll be awkward having a bodyguard hovering around like a shadow," I added, watching as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Babe…" "Just this once. I’ll be good, I promise," I muttered, my voice softer now. He stared at me for a long second before exhaling a slow sigh. I took it as a yes. A grin broke out on my face, and I quickly closed the distance between us, pressing a soft kiss
~Joan~ "When are you leaving?" I asked as I moved around our bedroom, pretending to busy myself. Aaron sat on the bed, adjusting his sleeves, humming softly. I glanced over my shoulder, watching him. "In two hours," he muttered, before meeting my gaze. "I need to stop by the company before heading to Seattle." I looked away, rummaging through the closet for... nothing. Just something to keep my hands occupied, to stop him from noticing how much I hated that he was leaving. Two days might not seem like much, but it felt long enough. "I thought you had more time," I murmured, my voice quieter than I intended. Silence followed. My fingers brushed against the shoes on the rack, neatly lined up in their places. He could’ve at least said something. Pressing my lips together, I turned around, only to find him standing behind me, arms crossed, head tilted slightly as he studied me. He raised a brow before leaning in. "You were saying something," he said, his voice lower now. I sh
♤Aaron♤ "You'd go slow, yeah?" I asked, my voice low. She nodded, biting her bottom lip, her green eyes flickering with anticipation. I leaned in and kissed her, my hands sliding over her waist as I pulled her onto my lap. She straddled me instantly, her body pressing against mine. Her breasts bounced with the movement, and a soft gasp left her lips as she rubbed herself against my growing arousal. I groaned, dropping my head to capture a nipple between my lips, rolling my tongue over the sensitive peak while my hand kneaded her other breast. I had read somewhere that nipple stimulation helped pregnant women reach pleasure faster. With Joan, it proved true every time. She was more sensitive now, her body responding instantly to my touch. And I loved it. I loved how she changed each day, how her curves became fuller, her hips softer, her ass more tempting. Slowly, she sank onto my length, and we both let out a moan of pure ecstasy. She rocked her hips, and I matched her moveme
~Joan~By the time we got to the apartment, it was already late, and Aaron and I had, well... thoroughly exhausted ourselves in the car. That was another wish ticked off my bucket list—getting fucked in the backseat. I wouldn’t deny it—it was hot. Just thinking about it sent a rush of warmth between my legs. I had never asked for a better birthday. "Why is it so dark?" I asked Aaron as we stepped out of the car. From the windows, I could tell the lights were out inside, though I was sure they had been on when we left. I hesitated mid-step. Aaron glanced down at me, and I swallowed hard. "Did someone break in?" I whispered, hating how quickly those ugly memories resurfaced. He wrapped an arm around my shoulder, drawing me closer. "No one broke in, and no one can," he muttered before pressing a kiss to the side of my head. I leaned into him. He smelled like me and that earthy musk of sex—a surprisingly intoxicating mix. "I'm moving out soon," Aaron said, and I tilted my head
~Aaron~Joan was acting weird. These past few days, her entire attitude had shifted, and trying to understand her was becoming impossible. Worse still, she wouldn’t even tell me what was going on. I hadn’t pushed further because, well, she was the type to recoil into herself when pressed. So, I waited, hoping she’d come to me in her own time. And, well, that wasn’t happening either. I’d stayed up the whole night—not because I couldn’t sleep, but because I was anxious. It was Joan’s birthday today, and while I’d planned an entire party for her, that wasn’t the only thing on my mind. I was going to ask her to be my wife. Now, I wasn’t so sure she’d say yes because, fuck, I barely understood her anymore. I glanced at my side, where she lay curled up... on her own. We always cuddled in bed—something I once hated but learned to love because Joan was involved. But last night, she asked me for space, said she wasn’t comfortable with me breathing down her neck. I let her have her way, but
~Joan~I stared at the piece of paper in my hands, my eyes fixed on just two words. Pregnancy: Positive Doctor Jax cleared his throat, and I looked up at him. He gave a small, warm smile. "You're in your first trimester, so your body will start changing," he said gently. I leaned forward, my mind racing. This wasn't real, right? I let out a small, awkward laugh. "I don’t think this result is mine. I mean, I feel fine. No dizziness, no nausea, nothing," I muttered. He nodded, unfazed. "Symptoms are different for every woman. You might not be throwing up or feeling dizzy, but you’ll notice other changes—mood swings, weight gain, and certain parts of your body getting fuller." I pressed my lips together, unable to respond. "We’ll need to register you for the antenatal program. You’ll come in twice a week—Wednesdays and Fridays—until you're due," he continued. I stared at my hands. Oh God, I was going to be a mother. It didn’t feel real. I had no idea how to react. Happy?
~Joan~“This place is... wow,” I muttered as we entered the house, its floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city, a fireplace glowing faintly, a rooftop pool gleaming under the fading light, and more rooms than I could count. The house was absolutely perfect, yet something felt off.“So... how did you know about this place?” I asked Rhoda, who had already sunk into the plush sofa, crossing her legs, while I stood by the window staring at the dazzling city of Spain below. “Well, this is one of Aaron's properties,” she chuckled. My stomach dropped. Aaron?“He doesn’t know we're here. I have the spare keys to the building. I mean, why ask when I can just walk in?” Rhoda said, making a playful gesture with her arms, her smile wide and carefree.“This is Aaron's house?” I asked slowly. She whipped her head around, her smile fading, eyes narrowing slightly.“Yeah, it’s his.” Her voice grew sharper as she met my gaze. “What’s going on?”I pinched the bridge of my nose, feeling disbelief...
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