LOGIN“I need to check out, right now,” I demanded, my bag slung over my shoulder.I’d been arguing with the receptionist for almost ten minutes. She refused to let me leave, until the manager stepped in.The manager didn't even flinch. “Miss Clark, she's right. There was a storm warning, and all guests were required to remain on the premises for safety. Please return to your cabin.”My brows furrowed. Why was he saying the same thing as the receptionist? It sounded like some plan between them.“I'm checking out,” I snapped, panic clawing at my throat. “Whatever paperwork you need—do it. I’ll sign anything.”“But—”I marched to the window and yanked the curtain open, not bothering to listen to them. “See, it…” I trailed off.I couldn't believe my eyes. The sky outside had already darkened, wind howling through the trees.“But… it wasn’t like this when I got here.” I whispered.Beside him, the receptionist avoided my eyes, her fingers hovering nervously over the keyboard.Eventually, defeate
Mia's POV I didn’t walk or stop to think. The moment Knox let go of me, I bolted like a frightened animal, heart slamming against my ribs as I sprinted through the dark paths back to the cabin.My feet slipped twice on the damp earth, but I didn't stop. I couldn't stop. If I stopped, I would feel his hands on me. I would hear his voice again.By the time I reached my cabin, my chest was heaving so violently I thought I might collapse right there on the porch. My fingers shook so badly I dropped the key twice before I managed to unlock the door.The second I was inside, I didn’t bother shutting the door. I raced straight to my room and locked the door behind me.“Calm down, Mia. Calm the fuck down!” I said to myself, biting down on my arm.I pressed my back against the door, my heartbeat refusing to steady. Who exactly was Knox? He called me sister-in-law, he said he'd wanted me for years.“What the fuck?” My voice cracked as I spoke. I was scared, confused, and at the same time horri
Mia's POVI was perched on a stool in the resort’s dimly lit bar, nursing my third glass of whiskey. The place was half-empty, soft jazz playing in the background.I kept my head down, counting the seconds as I waited for the perfect moment to leave the bar and head back to the cabin… which would be after I was sure Knox was asleep.It was one thing to be in the same resort as him—it was another to share a cabin. I had spent the last two days running from him like my life depended on it.After Knox watched me shatter in the kitchen, I couldn’t look him in the eye.I made sure to leave the cabin before sunrise and return after midnight when I was sure he’d be asleep.I had come to this resort with the intention of healing, which was another way of saying ‘getting wild and laid’. I wanted to get fucked-up and fucked-out until Rhoy’s face and betrayal blurred in my memory.But now? The thought of using my body to punish Rhoy felt pathetic. I didn’t want to be someone’s revenge lay. I pre
Mia's POVI woke up tangled in crisp white sheets that smelled faintly of pine, my skull pounding.My vision blurred at first as sunlight filtered through the lace curtains. I had to blink a few times before the cabin came into focus.Wait! How the hell did I get here? The last thing I remembered was the bonfire, the whiskey, that stranger's raspy voice echoing in my head, and then—I gulped.My fingers buried between my legs, chasing a release that had left me gasping and spent in the dirt.I had passed out right beside that tree. How was I in my room? Had I stumbled back myself?It made no sense, but I was relieved no one had seen me like that. At least my self-respect was intact.“Oh damn, Mia.” I groaned. The hangover hit full force as I sat up, causing nausea to roll through me.“There’s no way I’m joining today’s events—hiking or whatever nature nonsense they planned,” I drawled, dragging myself out of bed.I dragged myself to the bathroom, freshened up, and slipped into a thin s
Mia's POVThe night I caught my fiancé bent over our couch with his best friend’s cock buried balls-deep in his ass, I knew I was never going through with that wedding.My entire world was shattered in the most humiliating way possible. Two days, two fucking days before our wedding and he did this?I had stood in the doorway like a ghost, my phone already recording because I needed proof that the man who had sworn he wanted to “wait until marriage” was really bent over, and that I wasn’t hallucinating.He fed me porn and filthy erotic novels for two years, kept me a virgin with sweet promises, while secretly bending over for another man every chance he got.I cried. God, I cried while watching him moan like a whore, and being fucked like a ragdoll.That same night, I booked a flight to New Zealand with a savage plan to upload the video on what should have been our wedding day, so the whole world could see exactly who Rhoy really was.He thought he could betray me this way and I'd ches
The room smelled like them—musk, bergamot, and sandalwood.“Strip,” Cedric ordered, already shedding his shirt.Zinnia's hands trembled with need as she pulled the nightie over her head, revealing her perky, full tits with hard nipples and her round fat ass.Even though she pretended not to want it, she wanted it more than the boys. Years of fantasy, finally being fulfilled. She looked every bit the innocent college girl on the outside, but her eyes burned with filthy desperation.“On the bed, legs spread,” Clyde said, his voice rough. “Show us that greedy little hole that took us in.”She didn’t wait. She lay back and spread her thighs wide, exposing her already dripping pink cunt and asshole.Both brothers groaned at the sight. They weren’t fans of sharing women, but if it was their Zinnia, then they could break that rule.They climbed onto the bed, cocks hard and throbbing, ready to ruin her.Clyde claimed her mouth first, kissing her deep and filthy while Cedric latched onto her l







