LOGINLisa slowly lowered her hands, her tear-stained face pale and tight with humiliation as she looked up at him."I'm sorry," he offered, a sincere, self-deprecating smile touching his lips. "I think... maybe we shouldn't have rushed it. That's on me, too. I got completely carried away because you're incredibly beautiful, but I should have realized we were moving way too fast."He shifted on the bed, giving her some space, and buttoned his blazer back up. "Let's just slow down, okay? We should wait until we get to know each other better. There's no rush. We can go back, grab dinner another day, and just talk. I've got all the time in the world."The sheer decency in his voice felt like a physical weight on Lisa’s chest. He was being a gentleman. He was offering her the exact healthy, normal progression that any regular girl would dream of.But as she wiped a stray tear from her cheek, forcing a weak, fragile nod, a chilling realization settled deep in her bones. Allan wanted to get to k
Allan adjusted his posture, leaning forward as a slow, confident smile began to curl his lips. He looked her up and down, his eyes lingering on the soft knit dress that Elena had picked out—the way it perfectly accentuated her petite frame.Truthfully, petite girls were entirely his type. The moment he had walked in and seen Lisa, he had been pleased, but he hadn't expected her to be this forward. Now, a rush of male anticipation surged through him. He couldn't wait to get into bed with her and feel that soft skin underneath his body. He came to a quick conclusion that she must be incredibly attracted to him, wanting to fast-track things to test their sexual compatibility. In his mind, they were going to get along exceptionally well."Well," Allan started, his tone shifting into a smooth, accommodating register. "I believe that if two people feel a certain chemistry on their first meeting and would like to further... 'experiment' with that chemistry, they should be free to continue
The weekend arrived so fast Lisa barely had time to breathe.Elena had spent the entire morning treating Lisa like a personal dressing doll, completely swept up in the excitement of her matchmaking project. She had pulled dress after dress from Lisa's closet, mostly the ones Elena had bought her but she had never bothered to wear before, tossing them onto the bed with dissatisfied hums until she finally settled on a soft, form-fitting knit dress that hugged Lisa's curves beautifully without being overly scandalous. Elena had brushed her hair, lightly applied her makeup, and sprayed a sweet, floral perfume onto her collarbone—completely oblivious to the fact that Lisa’s skin still felt raw and hypersensitive from the heavy, hidden touches that had occurred in that very house every other night.Now, sitting in the corner booth of the upscale cafe Elena had selected, Lisa felt entirely out of her depth. The floral perfume choked her; it wasn't the deep, musky undertone that her body ha
Behind the flawless mask of the supportive husband, a violent, icy fury flared to life in Adrian’s chest.A blind date.The sheer audacity of it was almost insulting. He had spent weeks orchestrating the perfect, slow-burning trap, methodically breaking down Lisa's defenses, calculating her cycle down to the exact day, and checking her phone to ensure the timeline was completely clear for his ownership. She was ripe. She was practically begging to be undone by him. And now, his completely oblivious wife was casually handing his prize over to some nameless, insignificant office coworker?The thought of another man’s hands touching the skin he had just left wet and trembling an hour ago made a dark, possessive rage throb in his veins. But he didn't let a single flicker of it reach his eyes. Instead, he forced a soft, slightly concerned chuckle, stepping up right beside Elena and wrapping a casual, protective arm around her waist."A blind date, sweetheart?" Adrian asked, his voice a p
The deep, heavy sleep finally released its grip on Lisa. When she opened her eyes, the stark afternoon sun had shifted into a softer, golden hue, casting long shadows across her bedroom. She blinked against the light, taking a slow breath. Surprisingly, the suffocating weight that had been pressing down on her chest all day felt noticeably lighter. The frantic tension that had made her limbs ache on campus had melted away, leaving her body feeling strangely loose and refreshed.But as she tried to shift beneath the duvet, she froze.A distinct, unmistakable dampness clung to her skin. She was wet. Very wet.Her heart gave a small, nervous flutter, a sudden flush of heat warming her cheeks as she stared at the ceiling. The vivid memory of the afternoon rushed back—the feeling of long, ruthless fingers thrusting inside her, the breathless gasps, the desperate way she had called Adrian's name.She squeezed her eyes shut, pressing a hand to her forehead. ‘It was a dream,’ she told h
Lisa didn't pull away. In her twilight state of mind, she had no single resistance. She kissed him back with a fierce, trembling desperation, her hands tangling into his hair, pulling him closer as if trying to search deep into his body. She wanted to disappear into him. She wanted their very souls to melt together, erasing the agonizing loneliness that had been hollowed out inside her. She had missed his touch so desperately; ever since he had vanished from her dreams, she had been starving in a desert of her own making.Adrian’s breath hitched against her mouth, his grip tightening until it was almost bruising. He was starving, too. The weeks of holding himself back, of deliberately starving her of his presence so she would ripen into this exact state of absolute dependency, had taken a toll on his own restraint. He wanted nothing more than to completely devour her right here, to tear away the remaining threads of restraint and claim her fully.But the bright afternoon sun was
Ethan's POVThe silence inside the car after the call disconnected was so heavy it felt loud.I tossed the phone onto the dashboard. My hands were shaking so violently against the steering wheel that I had to clench my jaw to keep from losing control of the vehicle. Seven o'clock. There were st
Adrian's POVThe front door had remained open for a full minute after Lisa ran down the driveway. The cold morning breeze swept through the foyer, carrying away the lingering scent of her panic, but I didn't move to close it right away.I stood on the threshold, watching the distant silver car p
The car door threw open the second I reached the main road. Ethan didn't even wait for me to stop running; he leaned over across the passenger seat, pushing the door wide and pulling me inside by my arm.The moment the door slammed shut, separating me from the sight of the house, I collapsed again
I had given Lisa enough of the sedative in her food to keep her under, but the psychological shock from the supermarket was a volatile variable. And I might've given it to her too early. She skipped dinner because she was sleeping, but I kept her food in the fridge just in case she got really hun







