Later that night, Belle lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, her mind racing with thoughts of Noah. The tension between them was overwhelming, impossible to deny. But it wasn’t just the tension between them that kept her awake. Belle’s body was aching with need, her breasts felt heavy, ached, swollen and sore.
The discomfort was maddening. She had tried massaging them, but the pressure only seemed to make the ache worse. The sensation only made her think of Noah’s hands, his touch, and how desperately she wanted him to take away the pain in the way only he could. Her skin felt hypersensitive, and every time she shifted, it sent another wave of discomfort through her chest. She could feel the tightness in her nipples, her body practically screaming for relief. She needed relief, she needed him. His touch, his lips, anything to ease the ache that pulsed through her bod
The sun was setting over the city, casting long shadows across Belle’s apartment as she stood by the window, watching the light fade into darkness. The evening sky was a blend of fiery oranges and soft purples, a stark contrast to the storm that raged within her. It had been three days since Noah had walked out of the safe house, three agonizing days of silence, of questions without answers.Belle’s chest ached with longing, her mind replaying that night over and over. She couldn’t forget the look in Noah’s eyes when he’d discovered the truth, the betrayal and hurt etched into his features. Despite everything, despite the walls he’d built to keep his past at bay, Belle knew that Noah had let her in, she was the one person he’d chosen to trust. And now, that trust had been shattered, not by her actions, but by the sins of her father.With a heavy sigh, Belle turned away from the window, running a hand through her hair. Her thoug
The car sped through the empty streets, Belle’s hands gripping the steering wheel as if her life depended on it which, she realized, it very well might. The city lights blurred past her, casting fleeting shadows on the dashboard, but her mind was miles away, racing through the events that had just unfolded.Everything had come crashing down so quickly. One moment, she and Noah had been sharing a quiet, intimate life together, and now she was running for her life, her entire world shattered by the truth that had finally come to light. The men chasing them weren’t just part of Noah’s past, they were a direct result of a life he’d tried to leave behind, a life she hadn’t fully understood until now.And then there was her father. Mikhail had always been protective, even overbearing at times, but Belle had never suspected that he was entangled in Noah’s past. The revelation of his connection to Noah’s father’s death had stunne
The air felt unnaturally still as Belle stood outside Noah’s apartment, her heart pounding in her chest. This was it, the moment she had been dreading but knew was inevitable. Her mind was racing with the weight of everything she had learned, and the questions that had haunted her since her father’s revelations refused to let her rest. Tonight, the truth would come out. One way or another, she would confront Noah, and whatever came next would shape their future, if they even had one.The late-night quiet of the street contrasted sharply with the turmoil inside her. Belle’s fingers trembled slightly as she fumbled with the keys, unlocking the door. She pushed it open, stepping into the apartment, where the air felt thick, charged with the tension she knew awaited her. The lights were dim, casting long shadows across the room, and there, sitting on the edge of the couch, was Noah.His expression was unreadable, but Belle could see the strain in his post
The days after Belle’s confrontation with her father passed in a haze of confusion, tension, and unspoken words. The revelations had shaken her to the core, and while she tried to hold everything together on the outside, the storm inside her raged on. Noah had been quieter than usual, more distant, and Belle knew it wasn’t just because of what she had learned from her father. There was more, and she could feel it, something deeper, something darker that Noah wasn’t telling her.As she walked through the crowded college campus, her mind was miles away. She barely registered the people around her, the familiar sounds of students chattering, the soft rustling of papers, the low hum of distant conversations. She was lost in her own thoughts, replaying the last few days over and over again, searching for answers that still eluded her.What exactly had her father meant when he warned her about Noah’s past? Dangerous men? Enemies? Belle had known Noah&
The sun dipped low in the sky as Belle drove toward her father’s hotel, her heart pounding harder with each passing mile. The roads were familiar, but today they felt different, charged with an energy that made her feel like a stranger in her own life. She was about to confront Mikhail, the man who had raised her, guided her, and protected her. The man who had kept an unimaginable secret, one that had torn Noah’s family apart.Belle tightened her grip on the steering wheel, her knuckles turning white. Everything had changed since the conversation with Noah. The image of her father, the foundation of her life, was fracturing, and Belle had no idea how deep the cracks ran.As she pulled into the long, winding driveway, her mind was racing, trying to anticipate how the confrontation would unfold, how her father would react. Would he deny it? Would he lie to her face? Or would he come clean, revealing more than she was ready to hear?The air felt heavy a
The air in the apartment felt heavy, charged with a tension that neither Belle nor Noah could shake. After the unexpected visit from the mysterious stranger, an unspoken weight had settled between them. Noah was distant, his thoughts clearly tangled with whatever threat was looming on the horizon. Belle tried to focus, tried to ground herself in the moment, but the secrets swirling between them made it hard to breathe, let alone think straight.Belle paced the living room, her mind racing as she replayed the confrontation at the door. Who was that man? And what did he want from Noah? The growing sense of unease gnawed at her, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that things were about to get a lot worse before they got better.Noah was seated on the edge of the couch, his head in his hands, his breathing heavy as he tried to regain control. His silence spoke volumes, and Belle knew he was holding back just like always. The past few days had been a whirlwind of reve