LOGINLeo’s PovI finished tidying the kitchen, sliding the untouched portions of food into the fridge even though I knew I probably wouldn’t touch them again. Waste bothered me more than it should. I tossed the empty takeout bags and napkins into the bin, wiped down the counter, and let out a long breath. The house felt quieter than usual, charged with the awareness that June was sleeping just upstairs.I grabbed a glass of water and perched on one of the kitchen stools, scrolling through my phone out of habit. The group chat with Nikolai and Liam was blowing up. I opened it and immediately regretted it.Nikolai: Liam, you know about this shit? Leo’s hiding a whole girl now?Liam: What? No. Who told you that?Nikolai: I went over there tonight. Heard a phone ringing upstairs. Girl was in the shower. Wouldn’t let me see her.Liam: Lmao you should’ve opened the door to be sure. Maybe he’s on the other team now.Nikolai: If he’s sucking dick I’ll kill the guy myself. But I think he’s balls de
June’s PovMy heart was pounding so violently I could hear it in my ears. I didn’t even know why I had cracked the door open in the first place like some reckless idiot in a horror movie who just had to check what the killer was doing. The moment I heard Nikolai’s voice getting louder and his footsteps climbing the stairs, pure panic slammed into me.Shit. Shit. Shit.I darted back inside the guest room and eased the door shut as quietly as humanly possible, my hands shaking. What the hell was I supposed to do now? If Nikolai found me here, wearing nothing but Leo’s oversized shirt, he would lose his mind. He’d assume the worst. And even though I did hate Nikolai but his temper was explosive. More than that, I couldn’t destroy Leo’s friendship with him. I refused to be the reason two best friends turned on each other.Think, June. Think!Locking the door would scream “hiding something.” Why would anyone lock a guest room door if they were alone? Nikolai would definitely demand it be o
Nikolai’s PovI stood outside Leo’s door longer than necessary, jaw tight, the cool evening air doing nothing to calm the storm raging inside my chest. Why the hell was I even here? I could’ve gone anywhere else—a bar, the office, back to that empty mansion—but my feet had carried me straight to my best friend’s place like some pathetic instinct I couldn’t switch off.When the door finally opened, Leo looked slightly flushed, like he’d run to get there.“Why did you take so long to open the door?” I asked, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. My eyes swept the living room immediately…sharp and searching. The couch, the TV, the half-empty glass on the table. Everything looked normal.Leo closed the door behind me. “I was in the toilet, man. Relax.”I didn’t relax. I kept moving, glancing toward the hallway that led upstairs, then back to the open kitchen. Something felt off. The air carried a faint trace of something sweet and feminine—perfume? Or was I losing my mind?Le
June’s PovLeo’s arm around my waist felt like a live wire. Every point of contact sent little sparks racing across my skin. I could smell his cologne, it was clean, woody, with a hint of something warmer—and it was doing dangerous things to my focus. He was still in character, eyes darkened with that intense Nikolai energy he was channeling so well.“Remember,” he murmured, voice low and commanding, “I’m him right now. He’s going to try everything to throw you off balance. You don’t flinch. You don’t melt. You push back.”I swallowed hard and nodded, trying to ignore how close his mouth was to my ear.We moved to the full-length mirror in the living room. Leo positioned me in front of it, standing behind me with his hands lightly on my shoulders. “Posture first. Shoulders back. Chin up. You own the room, June. Even when he’s trying to intimidate you.”I adjusted my stance, but it still felt awkward. “Like this?”“Better,” he said, but then stepped closer until his chest brushed my ba
June’s PovI stood there frozen, hand still gripping the doorknob, staring at the elegant woman on the threshold. She had the same striking ginger hair as Blue—vibrant, impossible to miss—falling in soft layers around her shoulders. She looked far too young to be anyone’s mother. Flawless skin, sharp cheekbones, and those familiar honey-brown eyes that seemed to see straight through people. If I hadn’t known better, I would have guessed she was Blue’s older sister.“Good day, Mrs. Willow,” I said, forcing a polite smile even though my brain was scrambling. “I… wasn’t expecting you.”She tilted her head, studying me with open curiosity. “I don’t think I know you, dear. And you wouldn’t be expecting me because you don’t know me. But I know someone who stays here—Blue, my daughter. Where is she?”My stomach dropped. Oh no. Blue had never mentioned her mother coming around. Had Blue said something? Had she been hiding here longer than I realized? I opened my mouth, searching for words, bu
June’s PovBlue was a tyrant in teacher mode, and I was her unwilling but dedicated student.She hovered over me like a hawk, snatching my phone away the moment I so much as glanced at it. “No distractions, June. Focus.” Every app, every editing trick, every algorithm secret came at me rapid-fire. My brain felt like it was melting, but I kept pushing. Hours blurred together in a haze of tutorials, practice clips, and Blue’s sharp corrections.By the time she finally leaned back on the couch, arms crossed with satisfaction, I was slumped over the laptop, eyes burning.“You’re actually getting good,” she announced proudly. “For your first real session, this is impressive. I wouldn’t be shocked if in three or four days you’ve mastered what took me three whole months. It’s actually kind of sad.” She grinned. “Or maybe… it’s because I’m an incredibly good teacher. Don’t you think?”I laughed tiredly, rubbing my temples. “Yeah, Blue. You’re the best. Legendary. Can I have my phone back now,
June’s PovAs Nikolai left and closed the door behind him, I thought at least this was over for now. At least I could be alone in the darkness.It was already night. The room was cold and quiet.I was still sitting on the floor when I heard the door open again.Who the hell is that?I looked up and
June's POVI spent the rest of the afternoon searching for that key.I went through every drawer again. Checked every jewelry box. Looked inside every shoe. Pulled books off shelves to see if anything was hidden behind them.Nothing.By the time the sun started setting, my back ached from bending o
June’s POV The next morning, I woke up wishing I were dead. Every inch of my body screamed in protest—muscles torn and bruised, my pussy still swollen and raw from how brutally he’d fucked me the night before, my throat sore from his cock ramming down it while he made me watch in the mirror. But
June’s POV After meeting with the lawyer, I dragged myself back to my room and closed the door. My whole body felt heavy. Like someone had filled my veins with lead. I walked straight to the bathroom and turned on the shower. The water came out hot and steamy, filling the bathroom with fog in se







