"I'm not yours!" I snap, my eyes narrowing into slits as I glare at him. A wicked grin curls on his lips. "Oh, but you are, little deer. How can you even begin to deny it?" He leans in closer, his breath hot against my neck as he drags his nose along my skin, inhaling deeply. "You let me touch you. Now, you. Are. Mine." I shake my head vigorously, my voice trembling as I stammer, "I... I wasn't awake. I didn't know it was you. I thought it was him!" The words spill out, more an attempt to convince myself than to sway him. His dark, sinister laugh reverberates as he presses closer, pinning me against the wall, his body a cage around mine. "Yet your eyes were fixed on his face, weren't they, little deer? Even as you came so hard around my fingers." He's right. My heart pounds as I recall the moment, my gaze locked on Justin, terrified he would wake and discover us. Luna thought she had everything she wanted—a loving relationship with her boyfriend, Justin, and a life that felt secure. But everything changed in a single, haunting night. For years, Luna had been living under the shadow of a mysterious stalker, someone who invaded her apartment, left unsettlingly sweet gifts, and even stole her clothing. She never imagined that the danger was closer than she could have ever suspected. After a night of partying, Luna drifts off to sleep between Justin and his best friend, Dante. But what she doesn't know is that Dante, the man she trusted, is the very stalker who has been obsessing over her for years. And now, with her so close, his twisted desires are becoming impossible to resist.
View MoreDante POVI reach out and gently tilt her chin up so she’s looking directly at me. “Why do you think I haven’t brought up anal?” I ask, my voice soft but firm. “I saw how your body tensed when Justin casually mentioned it once. I knew immediately it was a hard limit for you.”Her cheeks flush, and I laugh. “Am I wrong?” I ask, though I already know the answer.She looks around, embarrassed, and shakes her head.“I also noticed you skip those parts in your books—the ones with anal scenes. You couldn’t even read about it without discomfort.” I grin, feeling a little self-conscious about how deeply I’ve studied her, but it’s important she knows. “And when you say ‘no’ or ‘stop’ but you don’t really mean it, your lip curls up, just a little. You try to hide it, but you fail every time. It’s a dead giveaway.”She rolls her eyes, laughing. “Okay, so you know my body better than I do.”“Exactly. And you really need to stop smirking when you’re being a brat,” I tease, winking at her.“It’s ha
Dante POVBut I’m not done. There’s more—worse. “Luna,” I say, pausing to brace myself for what I know is going to break her. “Lucy… she wasn’t your sister. She wasn’t even your mother’s child. She was kidnapped as a baby and brought into Brian’s world.”The color drains from Luna’s face, her eyes widening in disbelief. “No,” she breathes, shaking her head. “No, I remember my mom was pregnant. I remember her. I remember the baby. They called her Abigail... Abi.”I close my eyes for a moment, hating what I have to say next. “That baby, Abigail, died, Luna. There are records to prove it. You weren’t born in a hospital, so you were never officially registered, but Abigail was. She had complications during birth so they had to go to hospital. When she died a few weeks later, Brian knew it would cause an investigation. That’s when he took someone else’s baby—Lucy—and raised her as Abigail.”Her face contorts with pain as the truth sinks in. Her eyes dart around the room like she’s searchin
Dante’s POVI reach over, grabbing the book from the table and handing it to her. “Page 231, right? That’s where you left off,” I say, smiling down at her. She gets comfortable, snuggling into my lap as she flips open to the page. A small, exaggerated yawn escapes her lips before she peers up at me with a playful grin.“Read to me,” she says, her eyes sparkling with that mischievous glint I’ve come to love.I sigh softly, knowing I can’t resist her when she asks like that. Nodding, I start reading aloud, the words flowing easily. She holds the book steady while I keep one hand possessively cupping her breast, the other resting between her thighs, teasing her gently. I can feel her pulse quicken under my touch, her hips subtly shifting, seeking more friction.I want to stay like this—wrapped up in her warmth, feeling her respond to me—but there’s too much unsaid between us. As much as I crave this moment, I know we can’t avoid the conversation any longer. There’s something bigger I nee
Luna POVI walk over to the shelves, scanning the titles, my fingers running over the spines of the books. There are so many—books I’ve been meaning to read, some of my favorites, and even a few I hadn’t gotten around to buying yet. I pick up one of the newer books and turn to him. “How did you even know which ones to get?” Dante leans against the doorframe, smirking. “I pay attention to what you read. Plus, I asked a few people for recommendations. Lilly gave Callum a whole list of books.” I shake my head, still in awe. “You’re unbelievable.” “And you’re worth it,” he replies, his voice low, but the sincerity in it makes my heart skip a beat. Stepping closer to him, I place the book back on the shelf and close the distance between us. “You know,” I say, resting my hands on his chest, “this space might be perfect, but it’s still missing one thing.” He arches an eyebrow, playing along. “Oh? And what’s that?” “You,” I whisper, rising on my toes to press a soft kiss to his lips.
Luna POVI can’t help but jump up, rushing over to scoop up Little Bear from Callum’s arms. I plop back onto the bed, cuddling the puppy. “Erm… I’m going to walk back out and come in again. Let’s try that welcome one more time,” Dante grumbles, walking out, which makes me burst into laughter. He walks back in, and I shoot him a confused look just to mess with him. “Unbelievable. The damn puppy gets a better welcome than I do,” he mutters, and everyone laughs. I move quickly, planting a kiss on his lips. “I was joking,” I say with a grin. “No, you weren’t. You ran for the puppy, not me,” he grumbles. “I’ve seen you more recently than the puppy,” I tease, and he can’t help but nod, giving in. “Okay, we need to talk,” Dante says, taking a seat beside Callum, who’s settled down as well. I glance between them nervously. “Whatever I did, I was drunk,” I joke, raising my hands in mock defense. Lilly, catching on, joins in, laughing. “Yeah, same. I was drunk too.” “Relax, you’re not i
Luna POVShe’s quiet for a while, absorbing my words. Then she sits up, pulling her knees to her chest. “I’ll talk to Callum. I’ll...think about changing my job. Maybe dancing more wouldn’t be so bad.” She gives a small smile, the resolve building in her expression. “That’s a start,” I say, smiling back. “And as for confrontation, we can work on that. Baby steps, right?” Lilly nods, a little more sure of herself now. “Yeah. Baby steps.” I can see the shift in her, the way she’s starting to consider things differently. Lilly’s quiet strength has always been there, but it’s been buried under fear and self-doubt. Maybe now she’ll start to see that strength for herself. “Taunting Dante, telling him to do his worst? That’s my version of confrontation,” I say with a smile. “Refusing to beg—that counts too.” She rolls her eyes, her expression shifting. “But that’s different, you know? I can do it when we’re fucking or when I want him to fuck me, but other issues? Nope. I haven’t even re
Luna POVI wake up feeling the warmth of Dante beside me, a smile tugging at my lips. I reach out to touch him but freeze when I notice someone else. Lilly is curled up on the other side of the bed, her face bruised and battered. I gently poke her in the side, watching as her eyes flutter open, and she sits up, rubbing her eyes with a soft laugh.“Nope, not Dante,” she teases, shrugging as if waking up with a black eye, busted lip, and cut above her eyebrow is no big deal. “Callum told me to come sleep here.”I stare at her face, guilt twisting in my gut. “I’m so sorry, Lilly. No one was supposed to get hurt.” My voice barely comes out as a whisper.Lilly waves it off, her casual shrug almost unsettling. “First of all, don’t apologize, Luna. This wasn’t on you. It was on Sasha. There were safer ways she could’ve distracted Rich. Second,” she gives a faint smile, “not all of this is from that fight.”“What do you mean? When did this happen?” I can’t even recall seeing her like this las
Dante POVI turn to him. “There’s a reason Sasha’s going after Lilly like this. Think about it. We can stop her from coming here, but out there? I can’t control that. Why is she acting so crazy toward Lilly and not Luna?” It feels personal. Too personal. And it doesn’t add up. Sasha’s behavior is far from the norm. She’s always been tough, always held her own, but this…this is different. Targeted. Deliberate. Callum shakes his head, frustration clear in his voice. “I don’t know, Dante. I wish I fucking did, but I don’t. You know everything I know. Nothing I said was a lie. Sasha didn’t care until Lilly was involved.” That’s what keeps bugging me. Why is Lilly the trigger? “Let’s get upstairs and make sure everyone knows she’s not allowed back in. Make sure she doesn’t come near here again.” I push through the door, and Callum follows. My mind churns, piecing things together. But every conclusion feels incomplete, like there’s a piece missing from the puzzle. Lilly is quiet, kind—t
Dante POV“You’re right,” Callum says after a long moment. “I’ll talk to her. I’ll figure it out. But Dante...” He meets my gaze, his eyes serious. “You need to sort out this shit with Sasha too. I don’t think we’ve seen the last of her. And we can’t afford to be distracted right now.” I nod, knowing he’s right but not sure how to tackle it. “I’ll deal with it. One way or another.” Callum stands, giving me a firm nod before heading for the door. “We’ll figure this out, Dante. But right now, we’ve got work to do.” We leave and head downstairs, my focus shifting to finding someone who can replace Sasha. Wait. “Callum!” I shout, and he stops, turning to face me. “Offer Lilly Sasha’s job. I’m not sure if she’ll agree or be comfortable, but I need to fill it. See if she’d be willing to be the women’s voice.” He nods but the tension doesn’t leave his face. “Even I know she won’t, Dante. She’s not the type to confront shit. Honestly, I’d suggest offering it to Luna. I’ll ask Lilly, but i
Dante’s POV1 year earlierI sit in the dark office, glaring at the phone. The silence feels suffocating, but I prefer it that way. I’m hiding, and I know it. Today, of all days, I’ve told everyone to handle things on their own. No one dares ask for my help—they know better than to cross me on this date.At least, I thought they did.The knock on the door makes me groan.“What?” I snap, my voice harsher than I intend.The door creaks open, and Callum steps in with his usual calm, carrying a small box.“I know what today is, Dante. But I also know you,” he says, placing the box on the desk between us.“I don’t need to see it,” I mutter, staring at the darkened room. “I trust he’s dead and handled.”Callum nods. “He’s done. As for the woman—Sasha’s looking after her. Doctor’s stitched her up, but she’s causing a scene. Refuses to work here.”Of course. I let out a deep sigh.“Tell Sasha to send her in,” I say, flicking on the light, the sudden brightness making me squint.Callum nods an
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