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Author: Vivah_writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-04 06:51:49

I spent the next morning avoiding mirrors.

Because every time I caught my reflection, all I saw was the girl who let her boss take her apart in his office — the girl who let Zane Wilde kiss her like she belonged to him.

Almost.

Almost more than a kiss.

Almost a mistake I would’ve never recovered from.

If Clarisaa hadn’t knocked on the damn door, interrupting the way Zane’s hands were already sliding under my blouse, I wasn’t sure what would’ve stopped us.

No… I knew exactly what would’ve stoppe
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  • Savage Love   28

    Monday morning felt like stepping onto a battlefield in stilettos.The city skyline gleamed through the tinted windows of Wilde Enterprises as the car pulled to a stop. I adjusted the cuff of my blouse before stepping out. My reflection in the lobby marble looked composed. Calm. Untouchable.Inside, I was anything but.But I had made my choice.And I wasn’t walking in here as the confused woman who overheard whispers about docks and liabilities.I was walking in as Zane Wilde’s personal assistant.The elevator ride to the executive floor was quiet, but I could feel the stares. Whispers weren’t subtle in corporate settings — they were just disguised as curiosity.When the doors opened, the PR team looked up almost in unison.Some smiles were genuine.Others were sharpened.Clarissa’s was neither.She stood near the glass partition, tablet in hand, posture immaculate as always. Blonde hair sleek. Expression polished.Her gaze traveled over me slowly — assessing.Judging.Calculating.“

  • Savage Love   27

    The air between us felt like it could combust.There was no more space left to misunderstand each other. No more careful steps. No more pretending this was accidental.Zane’s hands framed my face as he kissed me again — slower now, but no less consuming. His mouth moved with intention, with hunger that had been restrained for too long. It wasn’t reckless. It was deliberate.And that made it more dangerous.My fingers slid into his hair, tugging gently, needing something solid to anchor myself to. He made a low sound in response — not loud, not crude — just a quiet admission that he felt this too.He pulled back just enough to look at me.Really look at me.His eyes were darker than I’d ever seen them.“You’re sure?” he asked, voice rougher now.I knew what he meant.Not just about this moment.About everything.About staying.About choosing him.About stepping fully into whatever world he was building around me.My heart was racing, but my voice didn’t waver.“Yes.”Something in his e

  • Savage Love   26

    I didn’t sleep.Not even close.I lay there in the dark long after Zane left my room, staring at the faint outline of the ceiling while the house settled around me. The silence felt different now — heavier. Less like peace, more like something waiting.Every time I closed my eyes, I heard it again.Liability.If she talks?Then I handle it.I rolled onto my side, pulling the blanket tighter around me, as if fabric could shield me from words already spoken.You knew he wasn’t simple, I told myself.Men like Zane Wilde didn’t exist in tidy, ethical boxes. They built empires. Empires required steel. Steel required compromise.But docks.Shipments.Three routes.That wasn’t abstract wealth.That wasn’t boardroom maneuvering.That was something else.Something that lived in shadows.And I had walked straight into it.I exhaled slowly and forced myself to think rationally.Pros:Zane was handsome, intelligent. Controlled. Strategic. He didn’t make impulsive mistakes.He protected what was h

  • Savage Love   25

    I didn’t move.Not at first.The moment I reached the top of the stairs, I should have gone straight into the bedroom like he told me to.But something rooted me there.Maybe it was instinct.Maybe it was fear.Or maybe it was the quiet, creeping realization that if I walked away now, I would be choosing ignorance.And I wasn’t ignorant.I stood just out of sight, back pressed lightly against the hallway wall, suitcase beside me, breath shallow.Below me, their voices resumed — lower than before.Controlled.But not careful enough.“…didn’t know he had a weakness.”“She’s not a weakness.”“That’s what they all say.”A glass clinked.A chair scraped.“She saw the table.”“So?”“So now she knows this isn’t boardroom money.”A pulse thudded hard in my throat.Boardroom money.I swallowed.Another voice — deeper, older — spoke up.“Does she know about the docks?”My blood went cold.The docks.Shipment’s clean. Dock cleared. Three routes, not two.The coded language suddenly didn’t feel a

  • Savage Love   24

    My Uber pulled up just past nine.I barely waited for the car to stop fully before I was reaching for the handle, heart pounding with a strange mix of excitement and nerves. The key Zane had given me felt warm in my pocket, like it had weight beyond metal.This wasn’t just moving in.This was choosing him.And him choosing me.The gates opened automatically when I stepped out, as i input the code he had entered earlier. The driver barely glanced at the estate before pulling away, leaving me alone in the quiet stretch of private driveway.I dragged my suitcase behind me, wheels humming softly against the pavement.And that’s when I noticed it.The garage lights were on.Not unusual.But the doors were open.And inside—Cars.Not one. Not two.At least eight.All black. All polished to a mirror shine. All with dark, heavily tinted windows.My steps slowed.These weren’t casual visitors.They looked coordinated. Deliberate.A prickle crawled up my spine.I told myself not to overthink it

  • Savage Love   23

    I woke up warm.That was the first thing I noticed.Not just physically, though Zane’s body was solid behind me, his arm draped possessively across my waist, but warm in a deeper, quieter way. The kind that settles into your chest and makes you feel… certain.For a moment, I didn’t move.I listened.The steady rhythm of his breathing. The faint hum of the house waking up around us. The filtered morning light slipping through the curtains, turning everything soft and unreal, like I was still halfway inside a dream.But it wasn’t a dream.Last night had happened.Every kiss. Every whispered truth. Every line we crossed knowing we’d never uncross it again.I shifted slightly, careful not to wake him, and stared at the ceiling.And that was when it hit me.Not panic.Not regret.Conviction.Clear, sharp, unwavering.I didn’t want a piece of Zane Wilde.I wanted all of him.The thought didn’t scare me. It didn’t even surprise me. It settled into place like it had been waiting there all alo

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