LOGIN“I never let go,” he says to her, voice deep and intoxicating. “After you, there’ll be no one else. I’m going to want all of you. Every part of you, Sophia.” ~ Alexander Thorne is vice—danger wrapped in billions, immorality, and a smile that feels like sin. And unfortunately for Sophia Rose, he’s the man she’s been arranged to marry. Sophia may be young, spoiled, and rich, but she’s done having her life dictated for her. With her father’s crumbling empire and society waiting to feast on their downfall, she’s got only two escape routes: RUN or be SOLD. No one warned her that Alexander would become her weakness. She shouldn’t want a man like him. Marrying him shouldn’t even be an option. But, Alexander is so deliciously irresistible. He makes it his mission to claw his way into her heart, her thoughts, her fears. Every private moment with him leaves her breathless, wanting more, and tangled deeper in his hands. By the time she realizes that he’s the thorn that will ruin her, she’s far too trapped to run. ~ Content Warning: This book contains mature and sensitive themes, including sexual sins, exploitation, and manipulation, addiction, trauma, violence, and emotional struggles. These topics are portrayed with honesty and care. Characters wrestle with serious issues on their journey to healing and light. Intimate scenes are sensual but not explicit. Please, read with discernment.
View More“Let me touch you the way you touched me…” He began after a pause. “Take off your bra, Sophia.”
Were these the words that changed everything for Sophia? I think not. This twisted, yet beautiful chase started way before this day. Way before she ever found out that she was arranged to marry him in seventy-four days.
‘He said no sex until we get married, but why are we doing this?’ Sophia thought, as her head went white with shock. Despite her attraction to her fiancé, she couldn’t believe what was happening.
“Come here.” He said.
“I’ve not—”
“It’s okay. Just come.”
She obeyed, moved slowly, and sat back in his lap.
But he wrapped his arms around her. Her body grew tense instantly. Unsure and wanting, she clenched her fist.
“Relax, Sophia,” he whispered while pulling her against his chest and noting the rapid rise and fall of hers. “You have nothing to be worried about… You made me feel good. I want to make you feel better… Okay?”
She nodded without meaning to.
Despite the noise in her head, in a few minutes, she did as he asked—peeled off her bra and chose to feel better.
After all, what was she expecting when she followed a seducer home? A week ago, he’d given her a teaser. Eight months ago, he’d given her his number.
“You done?”
“Mm,” She could only mumble.
“Sit with your knees out. Back against my chest.”
Sophia did so clumsily.
The second his bare hands slithered into her dress from the halter opening, her breath fractured.
He covered her completely.
Her hands lifted to touch his, to slow him a little. But—
“Don’t do anything until I say you should,” he breathed in her ear. “Just feel.”
A moan came out of her. Heat filled her up, and soon, she started to melt.
He talked her through it, praised her through it, and stayed as her guide as she experienced something new.
It felt wrong yet wonderful at the same time.
“Don’t stop moving… ” He murmured just before her body went still.
Piece by piece, she was losing brain cells. Every inch of her felt tuned to him, helpless. But he wasn’t relenting just yet.
“Grip my leg, Soph…”
She couldn’t feel her hands. She was almost gone.
He kissed her cheek.
Sluggishly, her hands found his thigh, holding on as she sighed.
“Glide.” His voice dropped, scraping sinfully down her spine. “Easy, slowly…”
And this was all it took to blur the line between choice and obedience.
She moved when he pushed her forward. If only she knew that after this, resistance would no longer be simple.
“That’s my girl.” He whispered, stroking her arms gently. He’d successfully let her into his world and planted a seed of obsession in her.
From this day, Pandora’s box opened up, and by the time Sophia understood what escaped, the wrong eyes were already watching.
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One week ago…
Sophia’s POV“Hannah is my sister…” He speaks again.I touch my glasses, hesitating on picking them up. But I need to see his eyes. I need to see what they say. Hopefully, he lets me see through his usual armor.With the back of my palm, I wipe my eyes and slowly put on my glasses again. “She might not believe it, but I would kill for her if I have to…”I sniffle, still stopping my tears because they don’t stop falling.“If… if a guy did to her what I did to you–” He exhales a shaky breath and meets my eyes with unsteady, glassy eyes. “He’d be six feet under. I’d put him there with my bare hands.”His jaw clenches, his brows twitch, and a broken sound comes out of him, “But that’s what I did to you.”My heart shatters all over again. I slip my fingers underneath my glasses, covering my eyes as uncontrollable tears gush out.“No excuse… no words will ever be enough to absolve me of the wrong– evil I’ve done to you. If I could put myself six feet under, I would do it a million times… b
Sophia’s POVEverything I did last night flashes in my head, especially my hands touching below his belt and my shameless plea to have my nipples… Oh, God. What a silly girl.The heat of shame is pushed to my cheeks. I keep my head down and bite my bottom lip.“Look at me. Come on,” he repeats, taking a step closer.I shake my head.“I guess you want me to leave.”“No,” My head flips up fast, eyes meeting his again.My heart races. I’m fully aware of my glasses and the way his eyes stay glued to my face. He’s so handsome tonight. His face glows—the face I kept kissing.I even kissed his piercings!For the love of God! Sophia?!I want to avert my gaze, but he stretches his free hand to me.Slowly, I take it. And I’m pulled close.In a second, my head is against his chest, and his arm shifts low, wrapping around me.My eyes close as I melt into him. My body remembers, and my mind replays how close we were last night. So close… and intimate. Our lips even touched again.Without thinkin
Sophia’s POV“How do you feel now?” One of our live-in maids asks while she cleans up my room.“Terrible.” I croak under the sheet as my head spins, and the weight of a building weighs on my back. My skin is reddened and itchy from wearing the corset for so long.“You’ll feel better soon,” she encourages and goes about her duty quietly.I hope so. I really hope I feel better. This hangover is after my life. I puked all over my bathroom floor in the middle of the night and have felt so sick since then. It’s 03:00 P.M., but I’m still unable to pull myself out of bed.Ava told me Alexander carried me inside last night. That’s how wasted I was. I recall none of it. The last thing I remember is waking up to pee and running off because I thought I was going to pee on myself. I can’t believe Alexander is teasing me about it. I thought he’d be upset. I remember everything I did to him, and I’m so freaking embarrassed.I lost one of my contact lenses and found the second one stuck to a nipple
Alexander’s POV Voices fly over my head. My lawyers strongly oppose going forward with the deal, while Mr. Rose’s lawyers apologetically explain their oversight and give a million-and-one reasons why we shouldn’t back out of the deal.Mr. Rose sits nearby and has tapped my thigh at least twice now, meeting my gaze with the most apologetic and shameful gaze.I can only respond with a forced smile, phone in my hand.So far, the only positive has been that it’s just one regulatory flag, not two or many as we’d thought. But unfortunately, this drawback is not as easy as I thought it would be. Because of the review, the deal will be delayed without a doubt. And after going through the numbers, the reports, and how much it would cost my company and possibly my personal pocket, it’s even more stupid to have to rethink. There’s no way to postpone the wedding; it’s either I back out and save myself and my company the headache of this mess, or shoulder someone else’s baggage for absolutely no
Sophia’s POVHe breaks our kiss, hands going still on my thighs. I lock gaze with him, seeing how dark and dilated his pupils have turned. He’s panting just as I am, looking unusually unsettled. His face is frozen—an expression of shock I don’t miss. My body trembles, but I shake my head weakly, l
Sophia’s POV“It’s a guest bedroom,” he says, rolling the strap of my purse around his knuckles. I stare at my purse, mouth dry and open. I don’t know if it’s shock from learning that I’m spending the night in his bedroom or from having my purse snatched from me. My phone, my money, my passport—all
Sophia’s POV“Your daughter’s run away?” Alexander utters as if it’s news to him. He takes the phone off his ear, taps the screen, and switches to loudspeaker.“Sophia’s never acted out like this,” my dad’s frantic voice echoes. “She’s just… she’s a little sensitive…” My heart shatters.“The news m
Sophia’s POV“Y-your bride?” I stammer.His eyes glint with something unreadable, like an almost predatory amusement. It’s all the answer I need.The man I’m to marry is Alexander Thorne? This lethally beautiful, seducing billionaire, who’s spent the past months haunting my quietest thoughts?An eng
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