✨ What really just happened to Lily? And what will Graham think, walking in on her collapse into Ethan’s arms? 👉 Stay tuned for the next chapter.
The soft hush of the waves was the first thing Lily heard when she stirred awake. The calming sounds of the ocean seemed to slip through the balcony doors, carrying with it the faint scent of salt, the whisper of palm leaves swaying in the breeze, and the promise of another warm day.For a long moment, she didn’t move. Her body was in between Lucas and Liam, their warmth anchoring her in place. Lucas’s arm was draped heavily across her waist, protective even in sleep, while Liam’s hand rested lightly against her shoulder, his breathing slow and even. The twins’ scents wrapped around her like a shield, calming the restless corners of her soul.Her lips curved faintly, her chest swelling with a mixture of gratitude and disbelief. If someone had told her a year ago that she would be here in a luxurious suite on a private resort, waking up in the arms of the Alpha twins who once seemed so far above her, she would have laughed in their face, or maybe cried. Back then, she had been the
The ocean breeze still lingered faintly in their clothes, clinging like an invisible souvenir from the bonfire on the beach. Sand crunched under sneakers and flip-flops as Lily, Lena, Lucas, Liam, Maya, Graham, and Aiden made their way down the polished hallway of the resort’s guest wing. The hallway lights glowed soft and golden, bouncing off the cream-colored walls and making everything look warmer than it felt. Each of them carried a certain heaviness, a residue of the dramas, clashes, and confessions that had woven themselves into their so-called vacation.But there was also laughter, soft, hesitant, but present, curling in the edges of their voices as they moved together like one unit. For a moment, it almost felt like what they always said they wanted which was normalcy.“Two more days,” Lena broke the silence, her dark eyes sparkling as she glanced down the long stretch of doors. “That’s all we have left here. Doesn’t it feel… surreal?”Lucas adjusted his arm casually aroun
The beach resort was alive in its own rhythm, even after the sun had fallen into the horizon. From the open-air lounge, laughter drifted like faint music, mingling with the mellow tunes played by a saxophonist near the bar. Lily stretched her arms above her head, the long day’s weariness finally catching up to her. She exchanged a smile with Maya as they stepped inside, their bare feet leaving faint trails of sand that quickly disappeared under the dim light. “It feels good to breathe without worrying who’s lurking in the shadows. Even if it’s for a couple seconds,” Lily said with a tired sigh. Her hair glinted in the glow, framing her face in soft waves. Maya chuckled, brushing strands of sea-tangled black hair out of her face. “Don’t jinx it. We’ve had one crisis after another. Poisoning, rogues, reporters…” Her tone grew sharper. “Sometimes I wonder if fate is deliberately cruel or if someone is pulling strings just to watch us squirm.” They moved toward the sleek bar cou
The evening sun spilled its last golden drops across the sea, turning the waves into beautiful glassy silver panes. The open-air lounge of the resort buzzed faintly with distant laughter, clinking glasses, and the hum of waves rolling against the shore. Torches flickered in the sand, swaying with the warm breeze, their flames feeding the growing shadows. But in the far corner of the lounge, hidden behind a marble pillar and low-hanging fronds of palm leaves, silence settled like a blade suspended in the air. Lena stood perfectly still close to a roll of cushioned chair, her long fingers curled into tight fists by ger side. Her dark hair, tousled by the wind, framed a face that wore the mask of calm—but Clara could see the cracks forming underneath. Across from her, Clara leaned back lazily, though her eyes were anything but relaxed. They gleamed with the sharpness of someone who had just uncovered something powerful. Something dangerous. For several long seconds, neither of the
The ocean was an endless, restless drumbeat in the background, waves rolling in and breaking against the stretch of golden sand below the cliffside resort. Lanterns swayed in the salty breeze that cut through the open-air lounge, their glow dim and honey-soft against the descending evening. Guests moved like silhouettes—laughing, flirting, sipping wine as if the world itself was a feast laid out just for them. But Lena felt none of that ease. She remained standing in a corner of the lounge, her stance angled just enough to keep her sightline wide. The taste of her conversation with Ethan still clung bitterly to her tongue, and no amount of wine could wash it away, but she had not problem trying to make it work. She ordered for a drink from the bar and gulped it down once. She also needed to prepare herself for the inevitable conversation she dreaded. She ordered for another and took her time to drink it. She turned her glass slowly in her hand, the red liquid catching the ligh
The lounge by the sea was painted in shades of serenity. Low couches, dressed in pale beige cushions, formed a loose circle that faced the endless stretch of water. Lucas leaned back against the cushions, one hand curled lazily around a sweating glass of lemonade, his other arm stretched along the top of the couch. Beside him, Liam was nursing a drink with a lime wedge floating near the rim, his posture far more composed but no less relaxed. Lily had slipped off her sandals and tucked her legs beneath her, sipping from a cocktail that carried the bright tang of pineapple and rum. Maya was laughing at something Aiden had said, her bracelets jingling softly whenever she gestured with her hand. Graham sat with his arm draped casually over her shoulders, though his expression was one of quiet thought rather than laughter. Aiden was tipping back his drink as though the golden liquid was simply water. The six of them looked almost like ordinary college friends enjoying a seaside br