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Chapter 41

ผู้เขียน: Daisy Jolliffe
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-07-01 17:54:42

Mia waited in the shadows by the doorway until she heard Axel’s footsteps fade down the hall. The weight of the last few weeks—a suffocating mix of betrayal, fear, and heartbreak—sat heavy in her chest, but under it all bubbled something new: defiance. Freedom.

She exhaled and pressed her thumb flat against the scanner.

It clicked green.

Something about that felt like a quiet victory. He had changed it—updated it after everything—to let her into the apartment. She scoffed at his high hopes for her to come back. She was finally done with chasing a shadow.

She slipped inside, the door closing with a soft hiss behind her. The apartment felt hollow without him, too still for the storm she carried inside. Mia moved quickly now, opening drawers with a quiet kind of desperation. She pulled a few changes of clothes into a carry-on, including the black dress she hadn’t worn since the night she first met Axel, then paused at the safe under the dresser. Her hands didn’t shake as she punche
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  • Only in Vegas   Chapter 63

    The city glowed beyond the glass, a million lights painting the sky like neon constellations. Vegas never slept—but Mia wished it would. Just for a moment. Just long enough to let her heart settle. She turned to face the ceiling again, the shadows above shifting with the soft sway of the curtains. Sleep didn’t come. Not really. Every time her eyes closed, she saw Axel’s face. Not the version from the booth—wild, ravenous, wrapped in velvet shadows—but the one afterward. Soft. Cautious. His thumb grazing her hand like she might shatter. His mouth brushing the shell of her ear as he whispered, “I love you.” How could someone like him love at all? And why did it feel like she believed him? She didn’t want to. Not entirely. Not after everything he’d done. The lies. The kidnapping. The control. The way he had stolen her life and forced her into his world like a caged bird he didn’t know how to free. He’d made her fall for him in a way that felt like drowning—terr

  • Only in Vegas   Chapter 62

    The roads of Vegas blurred around him, the glow of neon signs casting red and gold shadows across his windshield as he sped through the city like a man with nothing left to lose. Mia’s taste still coated his tongue. Her breath still echoed in his lungs. Her body—Jesus, her body—was imprinted into every part of him, like the memory of a fire you didn’t want to put out. The way she’d said “ruin me,” the way she meant it, the way she’d let him love her the way only he could, it undid something inside him. Something ancient. Something tethered to both pain and purpose. He’d touched heaven tonight. And heaven wore lace and smelled like heat and honey. But it wasn’t over. Not yet. She hadn’t chosen him. Not really. Not fully. And that ache—that goddamn emptiness gnawing at his chest—was louder now than it had ever been. He took a hard left onto the road that snaked behind the Strip, engine growling beneath his hands. This was the back route. The one only the staff an

  • Only in Vegas   Chapter 61

    The forest was quiet again. Still. The kind of still that only came after something unspoken had finally been said—with bodies instead of words. Axel’s arms were wrapped around her, her bare back pressed to his warm chest, the soft moss beneath them cooling rapidly as night rolled in heavier. A breeze rustled through the trees, brushing leaves together in a low whisper. But for once, Mia didn’t flinch. She didn’t feel scared or small. She felt… safe. Her fingers traced slow, aimless patterns along Axel’s forearm as he breathed deeply against her neck. His scent wrapped around her. Dark and smoky, with that faint sandalwood and musk that always made her think of leather seats and danger. It should’ve made her wary. But it didn’t. Not tonight. Not when his breathing stuttered and his voice cracked just enough to make her heart ache when he finally said— “I can’t even begin to tell you how much I missed you.” She stilled. He wasn’t looking at her when he said

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    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.

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