LOGINAmara Cross POV
"Are you stupid or what? Don’t you understand inheritance? My mom is a blonde British woman, and that’s why I got my skin color from her."
Max lazily rested his arms on the wooden table, looking at me with clear mockery, his eyebrows furrowed in teasing amusement, while his eyes sparkled with a provocative glint.
Heat rushed to my cheeks. I blushed, embarrassed at my slow rea
Amara Cross "You painted my eyes?"Dorian stepped closer, his movements closing the space between us until he was uncomfortably near."Yes."That single word rendered me speechless. My mind scrambled for a response, but my tongue refused to cooperate.I glanced back at the painting, and this time something made me frown."The lashes… they look wet?"I asked, curious. He answered in a low voice, as if the scene were playing before him again:"They were like that the first time I saw you… like a flame in a storm, while the world was gray under relentless rain, everything dull and lifeless. After the rain, your eyes shone with a radiant glow that drew me in… I was captivated."He paused, seemingly studying me:"Your eyes trapped me in their fire, and I could do nothing but drown in their magic… from the very first moment."Heat spread across my face. Why did he do this to me?I tried to ignore his flattery, not daring to look at him directly."Did you bring me here… just to show me the
Amara Cross He opened the car door slowly, provocatively, then pushed me onto the seat in one sharp motion, making my body jerk backward.I reached for the handle quickly, but the door slammed shut in my face with a harsh smack. I tried opening it, yanking the handle over and over, but it was already locked.I slowly lifted my eyes to him, shooting a look full of protest and anger. He got into his seat with calm confidence, a cold, victorious smile playing on his lips."I’m not someone who obeys orders either."I clenched my fist, itching to strike his handsome face, but I released a long exhale instead, as if emptying all my curses into the air."This isn’t fair. This is ridiculous."I muttered, arms crossed tightly.He didn’t respond. He pressed the gas pedal, and the car shot toward the university road.Minutes passed, and I noticed an odd turn through the windshield. I raised my right eyebrow in surprise:"This isn’t the way to the university."He murmured softly, hand relaxed on
Amara Cross POVI stepped inside, my heart racing with tension. My attention was drawn to the same photographer standing in the distance, capturing a young woman with a man dressed in matching clothes.I turned toward Soli, who was coming out of the makeup room, talking on her phone. The moment her eyes met mine, her face tightened, and her expression clouded with anxiety.I smiled lightly and waved:"Hi, Soli."I saw her say something to the person on the other end, then she hung up and tucked her phone into her pocket. She hurried toward me with quick steps:"What are you doing here?"Her tone was sharp, her lips pressed tightly together, firing at me without hesitation."Umm… actually, I came to talk about the photos that were posted."Her face paled with anger:"What photos?"I narrowed my eyes in shock and answered seriously:"Are you joking? My photos—the ones you suggested I take when I came with Asla."Her gaze was strange, full of obvious annoyance, as if my presence here was
Amara Cross POV"Do you think I’ll obey you? You really make me laugh."I turned to give him my back, but suddenly his arms wrapped around my waist, and I felt his strong grip lift me off the seat. I gasped and kicked at the air, trying to break free."You! Put me down, or else…"I didn’t finish. He turned to the other side, opening the door, and sat in his seat while still holding me in his lap, then sped off.I exhaled in anger, furious at being forced into things I didn’t want. My eyes caught his hand gripping the wheel, and without thinking, I bit it hard, feeling his muscles tense instantly."Damn it…"He growled low, but I bit harder, wanting my mark to be clear on his skin.I pulled back when I felt his jaw tighten, and he finally released me from his lap, setting me in the passenger seat with a scowl, his bitten hand still clutching the wheel firmly.I glared at him, a mix of annoyance and mischief:"How do you like that watch now stamped on your hand? Better than a Ben Ten wa
Amara Cross POVShock painted every line of my face. I tried to push him away, but he stayed rooted, unyielding, blocking every attempt to escape. I bit his hand in a desperate attempt to make him let go. The taste of his skin hit my tongue—a mix of salt and iron—but he didn’t respond.When he noticed my thighs pressing tightly together, my face twisted in a clear frown, he finally released my mouth. As soon as he did, I gasped sharply, my voice breaking as I panted:"The bathroom!"He blinked in surprise at my shout, yet his grip on my wrists remained, pressing until I could feel my pulse hammering under my skin."I know you’re trying to run."He muttered steadily. I exhaled angrily, my body trembling with tension, my blood heating my cheeks."Damn it… if you don’t move, I’ll pee on you! Let go of my wrists!"I shouted in frustration and anger, squeezing my thighs tighter and clamping my lips in impatience. But as soon as he saw the seriousness in my eyes, he let go of my wrists with
Amara Cross POVBehind the camera, Asla was watching me with excitement, clapping and letting out soft whistles."Wow, your looks are irresistible, Amara!"She shouted enthusiastically, waving her hands in the air.A burning heat crept onto my cheeks. I lowered my eyes for a moment and replied shyly, pressing my lips together,"Stop it, don’t ruin the shoot…"After a few minutes that felt like moments, the session ended, and I heard soft clapping from the crew echo in my ears."You were amazing, Amara!"Asla whispered, coming closer to me.I swallowed, took a deep breath, feeling my chest expand slowly, as if I had achieved something beyond my own abilities.I saw Solly move straight to the photographer, checking the pictures on the camera with a serious focus.I couldn’t hear what they were saying from where we stood, but their eyes were sharp, and their fingers moved quickly over the buttons."Amara, we’ll give you the photos in a few minutes. Wait here."She called from a distance.
Amara Cross POVDorian opened his left eye just a little. He looked at me with a half smile, like he was mocking my question about why he brought my bag, and maybe mocking my intelligence too.He slowly ran his fingers behind his ear, then lazily tugged a strand of my hair, wrapping it around his f
Amara Cross POV"But… why did you come here at this hour?"I glanced at my phone by the pillow. It was past midnight. I looked at him as he shut the window tightly, then turned to me in his usual soft voice."My little one?"I stared at him, confused. "What did you do?"He sat slowly on the edge of
Amara Cross POVMy burning curiosity dragged me toward the bag lying on the floor. My heart pounded hard inside my chest, like it was trying to break free. I bent down slowly, my fingers shaking as I opened it with extreme care. The tension almost stole my breath.I lifted my phone to my ear and wh
Amara Cross POVI felt a rush of blood flood my cheeks, setting them on fire with shame. I stood frozen, like a statue made of shock and embarrassment, under the weight of his stare.Our eyes met in that narrow space, and all I could do was whisper, my voice breaking like fragile glass, “Mr. Dorian







