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Chapter Forty-Six: The Risk of Us

Penulis: Hallie Hart
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-01 17:56:06

Dominic’s POV

I never meant for this to happen.

Not with her. Not like this.

Amelia Carter was supposed to be off-limits. Always had been. She was Liam’s little sister — the bright-eyed, sharp-tongued girl who used to follow us around, all long limbs and loud laughter. She was sunshine and softness and everything I swore I didn’t deserve.

But last night, none of that mattered.

And this morning, watching her curled up in my bed, wearing my shirt and nothing else, the soft rise and fall of her chest as she slept — I knew I was in more trouble than I’d ever been in my life.

Because I didn’t just want her.

I needed her.

It was a dangerous kind of need. The kind that twisted in my gut and clawed under my skin, making it hard to breathe when she wasn’t near. And worse — it wasn’t just about wanting her in my bed. It was about the way she looked at me like I wasn’t a monster. The way she called me out on my bullshit without flinching. The way she didn’t care about my last name, my reputation
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