LOGINLyra Bennet made a mistake… After years of a committed relationship to her boyfriend Levi, Lyra plans to give him the only thing she has always held from him: Her Innocence. Yet the night doesn’t go exactly as planned, and she ends up sleeping with someone else instead, Her boyfriend’s brother. Lyra has betrayed Levi in the worst way possible. She loves him, she really does. But even love isn’t enough to prepare her for what comes next. Lyra finds out she’s not the one who’s cheated on their relationship. Levi has also been busy, but while she felt guilt for betraying him, Levi has been lying right to her face - the same way he’s been doing for months now while he betrayed all that was ever between them. With the pain and hurt running through her, Lyra decides she won’t be the fool he cheats on and calls “babe” right after he’s fucked her bestfriend. No. To get back at her boyfriend, Lyra becomes determined to chase his brother Christian Storm and become his sister-in-law. But Christian Storm is much more than just a man…. He’s a force to be reckoned with. While Lyra plans to simply use Christian for revenge, she realizes something as she tries to use him. Lyra realises there can be no other man for her except him. Her heart has been captured, by a man she might never be able to have…. Because not only is he miles out of her league… Christian also has a fiancée.
View MoreLyra's pov.
I’ll never forget the night I lost my virginity.
It’s the moment my life changed.
Much more than just my life—my world. It came crumbling down when it isn’t my boyfriend who ends up inside me. If I had known what would happen, maybe I would have never left this party. It’s the beginning of all my mistakes…
“One! Two! Three!...
DRINK!”The sound of people laughing at the top of their lungs mingles in with the music thundering through the air. I watch some guys shove the hose from a beer keg down someone’s throat while holding him upside down, the beer spilling all over the marble floor as it leaks from his mouth.
The laser lights are blinding and the air is thick with sweat, perfume, and the sharp tang of alcohol.
Standing pressed against a corner of the club at my boyfriend’s packed pre-birthday party, I sigh as I try not to tug the hem of my cheap blouse down.
I couldn’t wear my best dress out today because I have to save that for the main birthday party, but being here and seeing the people at this party….. Levi’s parties are always like this.
They’re always loud, horny, and filled with guys and girls in designer outfits, all grinding against each other and having the time of their lives.
I wish that was the reason for my nervousness tonight, but it’s not.
The reason is my boyfriend, Levi, and what I plan to give to him tonight.
“You look like you’d rather be anywhere but here, Lyra.”
My best friend, Cassie, appears at my side out of nowhere, blonde hair falling in perfect waves down her neck as she cocks her head to the side and sneers at some guy smiling at her from the dancefloor.
Her tone is teasing when she turns to me and speaks, “I thought you’d have been used to Levi’s parties by now. You guys have been together for almost three years now, haven’t you?”
Cassie has always been the life of the party and it shows in the way she looks so relaxed.
I barely want to be at this party so I manage a shaky smile and nod, pushing my blurring glasses up the bridge of my nose as I respond, “It has, and I’m fine. I’m just thinking about… later.”
Cassie’s eyes twinkle and a smirk lights up her face immediately, “Ah! Later.
You’re already so anxious to give Levi the gift of hot sex.”
“Oh my God, Cassie!” I whisper, embarrassed, but Cassie only scoffs and rolls her eyes as she responds, “Relax, Lyra. It’s not a big deal. You’ll be fine.”
Cassie’s gaze is roaming the club now and when I look around, almost every guy is staring back, but definitely not at me.
Cassie looks stunning in her champagne gold dress.
She’s pretty and popular on campus and it’s been that way ever since we started being friends.
I haven’t had the time to hang out with her recently because I’ve been so busy with my thesis and work, yet the moment I told her what I planned to do tonight, Cassie rallied behind me immediately.
We went lingerie shopping earlier today, and we both got lingerie. I suspect she’s seeing someone, but I haven’t had the time to ask her.
The grim look on Cassie’s face as she leans in closer snaps me out of my thoughts and makes me jolt in mild fright while she speaks, “Why don’t you go to Levi’s place and have sex with him right now, Lyra?
Grab a bottle of wine on your way to settle your nerves and then just… do it.”
I blink repeatedly at Cassie’s suggestion, because what?
My fingers wrap around the cup of punch in my hands more tightly as I respond, “I… I already planned tonight out in my head. What if he’s already on his way here?”
Cassie’s face immediately twists into a look of exasperation, “Then I’ll send him to you if that happens. Levi already told us he’s going to be the only one home tonight. Go so you two can have sex.”
At the continued look of worry in my eyes Cassie adds harshly, “Do you really want your first time to be after this party? When he’s too drunk to appreciate or remember anything?”
Though I don’t like her tone, I shake my head instinctively.
Levi and I began dating when we started college. He spent three months pursuing me, and at first… I doubted he truly wanted to have a relationship with me. Levi was the handsome and popular golden boy on campus, the type of person everyone likes. He was always sunny and nice, so I thought he was only teasing me when he said he liked me. But then he proved me wrong by publicly confessing his feelings and telling me how much he truly admired me.
We’ve been together ever since, and he’s wanted to be intimate all these years but I’ve held him off.
Tonight is special, and I want to give Levi the one thing I’ve held back from him all these years. The one thing promised I’d save for the man I marry.
Cassie’s voice lightens with satisfaction, “Good girl. Now go.”
By the time I arrive at Levi’s apartment, the wine bottle I picked up from the party is already half-empty.
I started drinking in the cab and my nerves only drive me to drink faster until all I can feel is the soft buzz of intoxication inside.
I made sure to confirm Levi wouldn’t be inviting anyone over tonight, so even though the hallway is dark, I do not put on any of the lights. I simply take off my jeans and blouse in the hallway and slip into the lingerie set I got earlier today, and then I head upstairs, straight to his room.
A shudder runs down my spine at the blast of cold air when I open the door.
Levi’s air conditioner is on and the room is dark. He could be taking a nap inside.
Biting my lip, I walk over to the bed, and by the faint light of the moon filtering in through the curtains, I see a body on the bed, a broad chest rising and falling slowly.
Calming my pounding heart, I slowly slide into the bed with him.
Levi’s body is warm. So warm.
His body is much warmer than the coldness of the room.
I call his name softly, “Levi.”
Levi responds with a sleepy groan that rumbles from deep within his chest, and stokes a fire in my core.
The room smells so masculine, like mountain winds and spicy pine forests, and the man I’m about to have sex with is the reason.
My heart gallops in my chest and arousal heats my body as I lean down to kiss him.
Levi’s lips are soft but firm.
They’re cold, and for a moment I wonder if I shouldn’t be doing this.
It’s my first time after all and we should probably discuss some things before we start…. but he kisses me back, and everything else melts away from the force of it.
Levi kisses the nervousness off me and I feel my body heating up more in response to him. I slide the covers off us and press my body hard against his.
As my hands come into contact with firm muscle, a thrill rushes through my heart, but as I feel up more of him, I frown. Has Levi been working out lately? His chest is much broader than I remember.
His belly also feels firm and ribbed, like he has a six-pack, but Levi hasn’t been one to work out, so his muscles have never been this defined.
“Levi?”
I murmur his name against his lips, but the sounds of us kissing drown it out.
Levi groans, and it’s deep. A deep, breathy groan that sends a tremor of liquid lust right through my stomach.
His hands gently slide strong fingers through my hair as he pulls me closer… My body is plastered fully onto his, my face enveloped in his kiss. Levi’s jaw is smooth and clean-shaven, and that’s strange… Levi always keeps a stubble of a beard on his chin.
I take a break from kissing and whisper softly, teasingly, “Did you decide to finally shave your beard without telling me, my love?”
The only response I get is powerful arms flipping me over effortlessly.
My back hits the soft mattress like I weigh nothing, and the next few moments pass by in flashes of discomfort and deep desire.
Levi doesn’t stop kissing me.
He doesn’t stop running his hands over my body… It’s strange. Levi’s kisses are different from usual… Normally, he’s so eager, always in a rush for his pleasure, but these kisses are slow… they’re mind-numbing and addictive.
Without warning, something thick and hard pushes into me and for a moment I yelp at the feeling. Pain so blinding tears immediately fall from my eyes courses through me. I whimper and cry softly, but quickly after…. pleasure comes.
Levi’s dick hits my clit with each stroke.
At every shift of his hips, the pleasure grows and grows until I’m whimpering from it.
Levi’s kisses make my mind hazy. His hands kneading my breasts make it hard to focus.
My heart feels like it’s running a beat too fast and my body is too hot and so sensitive.
As Levi slides in and out in soft, firm strokes, the pleasure in me peaks, and like a lit firework, it explodes.
My mind blanks out and I moan loudly as my first orgasm rushes through me.
In this moment… all I can think of is the feeling of deep pleasure coursing through me, floating around me. It’s like waking in a dream, and even the sound of Levi’s flesh steadily pounding against mine feels like music to my ears.
Levi cums… And that sharp, rumbling groan shatters everything.
My heart immediately begins to gallop as I call out in a panic, “Levi?”
I’ve heard Levi come before…
He’s made me watch him jerk off countless times and I know the sound he makes. This sound isn’t that sound. This is much deeper, and raspier. It sounds sexier, but…
A deep voice responds to me in the stark darkness, “It’s not Levi.”
The body over me shifts and I hear the click of a light switch. The lights come on… and I’m too shocked to scream.
My heart and all the ecstasy coursing through me shatters, as if smashed onto the cold hard ground.
A notoriously handsome face stares back at me.
Under the light of the room, I see deep-set blue eyes, a high bridge nose, and a firm, chiseled jaw. Those glacier blue eyes narrow at me as he asks, “Lyra?”
I… Oh God. It’s not Levi.
It’s… It’s Levi's brother, Christian Storm
The reality of what just happened fully dawns on me… hitting me with the force of a speeding train.
I just gave my virginity to my boyfriend’s brother!
The ride back to the safehouse is quiet.It's like we're both doing our best to hold our breaths, but Christian’s hand rests over mine the whole way. His thumb brushes absent circles across my skin, but neither of us says much.We’re both still sad from the news, and the doctor’s warning just weighs on me like iron chains now.I've been asked to stick to a strict regime of rest and sleep. I've also been given the meal plans to a nutrition routine that should help me.Christian is going to hire a nutritionist and have a personal doctor stay at the safehouse with me, but everything just feels like yet another reminder of what's probably going to happen if I don't make it to the end of my pregnancy term.That's also a possibility, that I might even die before the child comes and the both of us would be lost.Christian almost lost it when Doctor Rami informed us of that, but seeing him in that state only made me feel more resolved to actually go through with this. I'm going to have this c
Christian runs a hand down his face, exhaling hard in a way I haven't seen him ever do. His voice is raw with emotion but still hard as iron as he speaks, “I don’t care what the board says and I don’t care what my father says, Lyra.I don’t even care what anyone outside this room thinks. You are my priority, Lyra.You. Not,” Christian's voice cracks, and he swallows hard before finishing, “YOU are my priority, not some baby I haven’t even met yet.”I don't know why but that sends a surge of pain right through me. I breathe deeply, fighting the sting of tears as I try to force words out of my mouth, “Christian, listen to me...”Christian's tone sharpens as he cuts me off, “No, you listen to me.” His hand reaches for mine and when it finds me, he wraps his hand around my hand. His hold is warm and steady and I feel every word Christian says in a deep part of my soul I can't describe, “I can’t lose you, Lyra.I won’t survive it if I lose you.I love you, YOU, and if it comes down to choo
Lyra's pov.I'm laying on the hospital bed and staring up at the tiles, counting the cracks that run like small rivers across the surface.My body still feels heavy, too heavy to move, but my mind has refused to rest.The doctor’s words keep replaying in my head like a broken record, and each time I hear it, something in me breaks afresh."Carrying this baby to term could kill you, Miss Bennett."I wish I had never heard those words, but it's already too late for that now. I've heard them and they're here to change my life forever.Right now the room is still and quiet, but inside me it feels like a storm is raging.My baby is in danger.Not just my baby, but our baby. Our child.Our child is in danger and it's not because of the world outside, not because of Faye or the Clarke family drama, but because of me.I'm the reason my child might not survive well enough to be born safely, because my body isn’t strong enough. Because the stress I’ve been under has eaten away at me like rust o
There's something like a glimmer of approval in the eyes of this man who saw my mother in a situation where her life was also at risk, but where the man she loved couldn't care less about her.Ramirez gives me a look that tells me he's proud I'm not turning out to be like him, but his actions contradict that look because he shakes his head softly. “I’m afraid that decision isn’t solely yours to make, Christian.Lyra has already told us she intends to carry the pregnancy to term, regardless of the risks.”I stand there frozen and stunned. “What?”Ramirez nods, “She was clear about it."His tone is firm as he continues, “She wants this child. We’ll monitor her closely, but the risk remains. I informed you because I thought you should know before you see her. You can go in now.”My chest feels like it’s splitting open as I look past him toward the closed door. Behind it, Lyra is lying in a hospital bed, weak but stubborn as ever.Ramirez rests a hand briefly on my shoulder, then lets go
I hate hospitals.The first memory I have of a hospital is when I had to enter one with my mother. She had been chronically depressed for weeks and no one had been around to notice when she stopped eating.She didn't notice either. She just stopped, and then one day she collapsed from dehydration and malnutrition. The doctors had to keep her here for a week, and for that week I saw her sit in the bed and look at the door, waiting for someone that was never going to come.The hospital has smelled like antiseptic and fear to me ever since then. I remember even as a child, I could feel everything in my stomach curling up at the unique combination of that smell.It threatens to do the same thing now but I remind myself that I'm no longer a child. I'm not the boy that couldn't prevent his mom from fading away in front of him.I'm a man who has to ensure the woman he loves doesn't do the same thing. When I saw Lyra faint, I froze for all of a second because right in that moment, the person
My throat tightens. Tears burn behind my eyes, and a chuckle leaves my lips as I smile back at him, “I think that’s exactly why I had to say it. Because if you’re going to have me… then I’m going to have you too, Christian Storm.I promise from today, no more walls. We’ll be tighter than two peas in a pod.”Christian’s hand reaches across the table, and I slip mine into it without hesitation. His grip is warm and firm. I missed this feeling. Christian feels so… grounding.We eat after that, and I taste the food even better than I do when I’m the one who cooks.Every glance across the table and every brush of Christian’s fingers against mine makes an electric feeling of want zap through me.When we leave the restaurant and head back out I lean back against the seat and stare at the city as it passes by outside.I make the decision before I can even think of it, “Take us somewhere we can be alone, Christian. Let’s not go back to the safehouse tonight.”Christian glances at me, something


















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