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Chapter 11

작가: Daisy Jolliffe
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-06-24 17:05:46

Mia’s heart slammed against her ribcage as her hand scrambled across the wall, finally flicking the switch.

The light flickered to life, casting harsh white across the room—and across him.

He was Axel. And he wasn’t. The resemblance made her stomach twist: the same cruel mouth, the same cutting cheekbones, but older. Meaner. Even darker. The life beaten out of him replaced with something evil. Something rotten.

His eyes—cold, lifeless and black. There wasn’t an ounce of Axel’s playfulness. No flashes of softness. No warmth. No sign of the gentleness his mother gifted him.

Just death.

It was Slade Morino.

Mia’s throat tightened as the maid’s warning echoed in her head: If anyone but me enters this room… hide.

Too late.

“You’re prettier than the last one,” he murmured, taking a step forward, like a wolf casually closing the distance with a lamb. “I see why he’s getting sloppy.”

Mia backed toward the door, wishing her body would move faster, wishing she hadn’t eaten, wishing she hadn’t s
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  • Only in Vegas   Chapter 59

    The night air hit her skin like a bolt of lightning. Cool, crisp, charged. Mia stepped out of the bar, her heels clicking against the cracked pavement as if nothing had happened. As if her legs weren’t still shaking. As if her heart wasn’t thundering from the look in Slade’s eyes. From the way Axel had shielded her. But she didn’t let it show. Not even a crack. Not tonight. Axel’s hand brushed her lower back as they reached his car, and it burned. That was the only way to describe it—fire, coiling and licking across her skin. He opened the passenger side door for her without a word. Still the gentleman. Still trying to be soft. She didn’t want soft anymore. Not until she got what she needed. The engine roared to life, the deep purr of the red sports car matching the low hum now vibrating between her thighs. She could still taste herself on his lips. Still feel the phantom grip of his fingers bruising her hips, his voice whispering filth like poetry against her throat.

  • Only in Vegas   Chapter 58

    Mia rode the edge of oblivion, sweat beading at her temple, her legs trembling around Axel’s hips. Every breath he took against her skin was fire. Every slow, deliberate thrust was an exquisite form of torture. He held her like she was glass. And she hated it. No. She didn’t hate it. She needed it. But it wasn’t enough. Not when she could feel the beast coiled inside him, shackled and raging, dying to be let loose. She craved that darkness. Craved him. Because in his chaos, she had found clarity. Gripping a fistful of his dark, sweat-dampened hair, she tugged until his eyes met hers. The storm in them—the one she once feared—simmered just beneath the surface. Caged. Dying to be unleashed. “Axel,” she breathed, her voice low, coaxing. “Let it go. Ruin me.” He froze. Time suspended. A war waged in the space between them—his desire to please her clashing with his need to own her, to mark her, to claim her completely. And then… he snapped. Not violently. But wi

  • Only in Vegas   Chapter 57

    “Your move,” she whispered, her voice silk-drenched in danger. He didn’t speak. His gaze darkened, like storm clouds about to break. And then, with a reverence that caught her off guard, Axel leaned in, pressing a soft kiss just beneath her jaw. Not rough. Not possessive. Gentle. Her breath hitched. His lips barely grazed her skin, but it was enough to send a jolt between her legs. Her nipples tightened beneath the soft lace of her lingerie. Heat coiled in her belly, hotter, thicker than before. His tenderness shocked her. It was… Daniel-like. Thoughtful. Measured. It made her ache. “You don’t know what you’ve done to me,” he breathed. “You broke me in all the right ways. And now I just want to love you in all the ways no one ever taught me how to.” Her fingers slipped under his chin, lifting his head until his stormy eyes met hers. She leaned in and kissed him—slowly, commandingly—like she was claiming him now. The air pulsed around them as if the velvet-curtained booth exis

  • Only in Vegas   Chapter 56

    She looked like temptation incarnate. Her dress clung to her like silk on flame, lips stained a dangerous red. Power shimmered off her like perfume. He stood still for a heartbeat, caught between awe and agony. She didn’t smile. Didn’t flinch. God, she was so still. Axel walked over, every step heavier than the last. As if each one demanded he leave his pride at the door. She didn’t rise, didn’t even blink, but the silence between them crackled. He slid into the booth across from her. His throat was already dry. She was close enough to touch, but the distance between them felt like a battlefield. He took her in fully. Every curl of her hair, every inch of exposed skin. His chest tightened. She was a goddess tonight. And he—he felt like a fucking sinner begging at her altar. His voice caught before he even got the words out. “You look…” he began, but it was useless. She raised a brow. “Don’t say it.” A ghost of a smile tugged at his lips. “I wasn’t going to.” And

  • Only in Vegas   Chapter 55

    The Glass Cats was cloaked in shadows and soft velvet, a place for whispered secrets and dirty deals. Mia adjusted her dress as she slid into the private booth, its black velvet cushions swallowing her in comfort and quiet power. Her heart pulsed slow and steady, but her nerves were wound tight like piano wire. She looked like fire. Red lips, red dress, lacy confidence hidden beneath. Lauren had called her a goddess when she walked out the door. Now, she felt like one. Until he walked in. Axel. He was the man she remembered, the man who once made her world tilt and spin on command. Sharp suit, broad shoulders, that slight curl of his lip like he was always biting back something brutal. His dark hair was slicked back, but loose strands had fallen across his forehead—he hadn’t cared enough to fix them. He looked tired. No, broken. And still, damn him, he was gorgeous. She didn’t move. Didn’t smile. Just waited. He approached silently and slipped into the booth across fro

  • Only in Vegas   Chapter 54

    “Are you sure about this?” Lauren asked from the kitchen doorway, a slice of pizza in one hand and concern in her eyes. Mia nodded, slipping her phone into her purse. “No. But I need to do it anyway.” Lauren gave her a look, the kind only best friends could give. Not judgment, not approval—just full awareness of the minefield Mia was about to step into. Again. Mia walked over to the kitchen island and tapped her phone. “I’ve turned on ‘Find My Phone.’ You have my location. If I disappear again, I expect a SWAT team.” Lauren snorted, then grew serious. “Don’t give him the version of you he broke, okay? If you’re walking into this, do it as the woman who survived him. Not the one who still aches for him. I’m serious Mia, don’t crumble for him.” That hit harder than it should’ve. Mia offered a tight smile, one only half convincing. “I packed lacy lingerie when I left him,” she said lightly, trying to lift the mood. “That’s got to count for something.” Lauren arched a brow

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