LOGIN“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
RyderI wished there were other ways I could save her from all this. I wished there were other things I could do to put a long-lasting smile on her face, but there wasn’t. And it broke my heart to see how my words and actions had already carved lines of pain across her features.“What did you say?” Dallas asked in disbelief, her eyes blinked fast, too fast, the way they did when she was trying not to cry, trying to process something her brain refused to accept.“We shouldn’t be doing this,” I repeated, the words scraping out of my throat like broken glass. I set the wine glass down on the table with a dull clink, my fingers lingering on the stem a second too long, anything to keep from reaching for her. Her arms slumped against the kitchen island as she leaned into it for support, her shoulders curling inward like the fight was already draining out of her.My stomach twisted into knots so tight I could barely draw a full breath. If you love something, set it free. The old saying echoe
“Watch your tone.” Dad snapped at him. He sat upright and shook his head. “No, Dad, you need to watch your tone. I’m done watching you guys treat Dallas like she’s an unwanted pest! She’s my sister, and after losing one, I won’t let you send her away from our lives!” My eyes widened at his words.
DALLAS My heart hammered against my ribs as I crept through the back door of the house. The cold tile bit into my bare feet as I walked into my room. I couldn’t get my shoes back. They had fallen off when I was kicking on Ryder’s shoulder. The second I heard my brother’s voice, memories of us doin
RYDER Fuck. “That … that is Jax, oh my God!” Dallas gasped in horror, her voice cracking as she bolted upright. My gut twisted. I’d hoped for at least an hour of soft aftermath, maybe round four with her wrapped around me in the shower, her whispering my name all sweet and spent. But that drea
I stared at him, wondering if I had misheard him. “Are you high?” I asked, the words tumbling out before I could stop them. “Think about it,” he drawled, taking a step closer. My eyes widened. “I would never hurt you. But if you pick some random guy, he definitely won’t make you cum the way I wou







