LOGINHazel’s eyes blazed as she stood fixed in my front yard, looking like she wanted to burn my whole house down with me inside it. My eyes wandered around searching for Iris or Jax, but I couldn’t see anyone else.“What was that for?” I asked, rubbing the heat spreading across my cheek.“You’ve got the nerve to ask?” She stepped closer, fists tight at her sides. “You took everything Dallas gave you and you crushed it.”“You told me to let her go,” I bit out, pushing past her toward my front door.“Ahh, so this is my fault.” She chuckled and tilted her head. “Did you leave her when I told you to?”She moved fast the second I opened the door and tried to push her way in.“Stop,” I muttered, blocking the path with my body. . “I know what I did.”“Don’t you dare act like this eats at you.” She snapped, shoving her hand hard against my chest. I stayed planted, letting her push until some of the fight drained out of her. “Why make all those promises when you knew you wouldn’t keep a single one
“God, you look terrible. When was the last time you slept more than an hour?” Melissa asked as we pulled away from the kiss. “Work’s been…. You know how it is.” I tried to shrug it off, but my shoulders felt like lead.“Why don’t I take the stress off you for a few hours at least.” She leaned in and whispered against my ear, her full breasts pressing and dragging across my chest. Her hand slid down and worked my belt open. She pushed me onto the couch and straddled my lap, grinding slow. She kissed me again, took my hand, and pressed it to her breast.I yanked her closer, crushing her mouth against mine. Her lips parted under the insistent press of my own, as I devoured the taste of her. My tongue swept in, tangling with hers as my hands roamed down the curve of her hips. But this still couldnt stop my mind from spiraling. I broke the kiss with a sharp inhale, my grip sliding up to her shoulders. “I need you, baby,” she moaned as she tugged at my belt and slipped her hand inside m
Ryder The overhead lights drilled into my skull. I squinted, forcing my eyes back to the page while rubbing them for the third time in ten minutes, but the words on the marriage contract still swam across the page in blurry black waves. Eight straight hours at this desk and my body was done. I scratched my signature across the bottom line without reading another word. It did not matter anyway. The announcement had already been made. Signing or not signing would not erase the cage I had just locked myself into.“Mr. Callahan?”I looked up. My assistant hovered in the doorway.“The car is here. Miss Melissa is waiting downstairs.”I checked my watch and nodded, dropping the file into the drawer while my hand supported my head. I was not sure I was ready for another round of paparazzi. As I stood up, I stretched my waist and rolled my shoulders to shake off the stiffness. My fingers drummed lightly on the wood as I lingered at the desk a moment longer, before I finally adjusted my suit
The days blurred into this suffocating haze of darkness and despair. I hadn’t left Hazel’s bed in what felt like forever. Time just… dissolved in the dim room, curtains pulled tight against the afternoon light that kept trying to sneak in anyway. I stayed curled up in the same ratty sweatpants, my hair clumping into greasy, matted strands that stuck to my neck whenever I shifted.Alcohol was the only thing that even came close to dulling the knife twisting in my chest. Each swallow burned down my throat, blurring the sharp edges of memories I couldn’t outrun. My savings were bleeding out with every delivery order, but the numbness… fuck, it felt like mercy. I drifted in and out of sleep, jerking awake only to press my face into the pillow and cry until my eyes burned, or to fumble blindly for the bottle on the nightstand. The days melted together in a fog I didn’t want to climb out of.The door creaked open. I didn’t bother lifting my head.Hazel pushed inside, the tray in her hands r
I forced one foot in front of the other, the weight of my own body turning my thighs into dead weight that refused to cooperate. I dried my eyes desperate to look normal but fresh tears kept slipping down my cheeks no matter how hard I tried to stop them. I kept my head slightly down, wiping at my face with the back of my hand, forcing shallow breaths between the sobs I fought to contain. My chest felt like it was caving in, but I couldn’t fall apart here, not when people now post everything online.How had I let myself become such a fool?I had abandoned my job just to make sure he was safe. I lied to my boss, ignored every warning, and traded my last shred of stability for stupid love.Everything my parents ever said about me is true. I wish I had died instead of Allie. At least then the world would have lost the disappointment instead of the one who actually mattered.The memories of the future I had foolishly built in my heart taunted each step. A fresh wave of pain slammed into
I couldn’t believe my legs still carried me away from Ryder. How could he be so cruel? What the hell changed in two nights? I could hear the sound of my heart breaking into pieces i didn’t know how to pick up. I held the wall for balance and stood on his porch, my hands shaking so hard I couldn't find the railing. The garden stretched out before me, I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, or do anything except stand there and feel the words he had spoken settle into my bones like poison.I heard the glass shattered inside the house, my hands trembled as I searched for my phone in my bag. I found my phone, my fingers hovered over Jax number tempting to spill everything. Memories of how Ryder would pick me on his shoulder, how we dance and drink and joke about everything. All that and he never loved me? The door opened behind me, I didn’t turn to look at him.“I’m leaving,” I whispered, pushing off the wall and swiping at my tears.“Dallas…..Dally,” he called then paused like he was thi
My blood ran cold immediately, and I inhaled sharply as if someone had poured cold water all over me. Melissa. His girlfriend. What was wrong with me? Why did I let him in me, knowing he has a girlfriend? I was ready to let him screw me against the wall. Did I really think this was anything ot
DallasI've never actually admitted that I love sucking cock. I can lick it, go down on it, suck it.If sucking cock were a subject, I would get an A. If slobbering on dick were a job, I would excel.But there's just something about sucking Ryder Callahan's cock. It isn't just the thrill of having
RyderIt's been four years already. Four fucking years, and Dallas Romero is still in my every thought. Now she's back, even hotter, and I can't seem to keep still.I know I messed up—it's my MO. I'm a fucking cunt.I had gotten out of the car. People bustled in and out of the bar as I walked in, t
What was I expecting? That he wouldn't date anyone and wait for me? I didn't wait for anyone to say anything as I rushed inside, nudging Melissa to the side. Of course he isn't your prince charming, this isn't one of your Wattpad romance books, Dal.This is real fucking life.My blood boiled, not







