LOGINNoah; This wouldn't make me agree. I sat in the backseat, my heart pounding violently against my chest, anger, raw and uncontrollable, burning through me. I didn’t understand the satisfaction Dad got from doing things like this.What the hell did he want now?Sending security men to drag me in like I was some criminal, whether I wanted to come or not. I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to stay calm. If I let it slip, I would’ve knocked every single one of them out and jumped out of the car without a second thought.Three long hours later, we arrived at his mansion in Briar City. The moment I stepped out, the guards rushed me, closing in as if I might bolt again.“Don’t touch me,” I warned sharply. “I can walk.”They backed off immediately.I stormed into the mansion and found him exactly as I expected, seated on the couch in a tailored suit, legs crossed, sipping coffee like he hadn’t just disrupted my entire life. The table in front of him was scattered with documents.On the opposi
ZARA; Heavy heart . Noah hissed. “Don’t fucking annoy me! Get out of my way. I’m not following you.” The head security exchanged a look with the others, then subtly lifted two fingers. That was all the signal they needed. Two of them lunged forward at once. Noah pushed me back instinctively, releasing my hands. “Stay behind me,” he snapped. Before I could even respond, he threw the first punch, hard, fast—his fist colliding with one man’s jaw. The second tried to grab him from behind, but Noah twisted, slamming his elbow into the man’s ribs. “NOAH!” I screamed, clutching the shopping bag to my chest. My heart was racing so fast it hurt. People around the mall entrance had started to stare, some backing away, others frozen in shock. But these men were trained. One grabbed Noah’s arm. Another caught his shoulder. Noah struggled, breathing hard, fighting them off with everything he had. “Let….go of me!” he growled, landing another hit, but this time they didn’t retreat. The
ZARA: orders from Mr. Alejandro Reyes. I turned to him, smiling, and he pinched my cheeks gently.“Happy birthday. You have the prettiest smile ever. You know that?” he asked.I nodded shyly.“Mmmm.”He reached into his pocket and brought out a small gift box. “I thought so hard about what to give you. You already have this necklace,” he said, pointing at the one resting on my neck.Then he opened the box.I gasped.Inside was a pure diamond ring, delicate and beautiful, shaped with an infinity symbol.“Noah…” my voice came out barely above a whisper.He suddenly dropped to one knee, laughing nervously, one knee down and the other awkwardly bent like he wasn’t even sure how proposals were supposed to go. I could feel my face heat up instantly. When I glanced around, everyone was staring—Mom, Jace, Mark, Riley.“I really don’t know what I’m doing,” he laughed, rubbing the back of his neck.“Pookie… I have a lot to say, but…” His voice cracked. “I really love you. So much. So, so much.
ZARA; Birthday.Shit. I couldn’t believe everyone had forgotten about my birthday. They were the ones making noise about me celebrating it this year, yet all of a sudden, no one remembered. Everyone felt distant. Even Jace, who usually never forgot, didn’t send a single text. I was just at home.I should have known better than to have high expectations, especially from Noah. I should have treated birthdays the way I always had in the past. They were never a big deal anyway.I sat on the couch, forcing myself to finish a bowl of yoghurt while a series played on the TV. I couldn’t even focus. I had lost count of how many times I hissed and checked my phone throughout the day. It was almost 4 p.m., and it honestly felt like the worst day of my life.I didn’t even get to spend it with Noah because, of all days, he had gone back to Briar City, claiming he had important things to do. He hadn’t replied to my texts since morning. No calls. Nothing. Shit, it was frustrating.My phone finally l
Zara: Farewell..Noah left my room before morning, and when I woke up, I felt unusually energetic. As soon as I stepped out, I saw Mom already dressed for work, setting the table for breakfast.“Good morning, Mom,” I greeted, yawning.“Good morning, Zara. Did you sleep well?” she asked.I nodded. “Mom, what did you make?”“Pancakes. And some fruits,” she replied before glancing around. “Where’s your boyfriend?”“He might still be sleeping,” I answered.“Go wake him up.”I walked into Noah’s room and found him still fast asleep.“Noah…” I whispered near his ear.“Noahh…” I tried again, shaking him a little harder. He only turned in his sleep.“You should come out for breakfast,” I muttered, but he didn’t move.Honestly, I wasn’t surprised. After everything from the night before, deep sleep was expected.I pinched his cheeks lightly but nothing.My eyes wandered around the room until they landed on a marker on the table. A mischievous idea formed instantly. I picked it up and carefully
Zara; keep it down..Noah kissed me hard, cupping my tits from my top fabric while we kissed..A wave of shiver ran down my spine. I pulled away. “Mom said no sex, and I’m sure she’ll be back soon,” I said. “Let me show you where you’re going to stay so we can clean up.”Noah rolled his eyes. “God, I’m starving. Pookie, you’re starving me…” he groaned.“I’m serious,” I said, laughing softly. “Mom might catch us. She just accepted us, let’s be a little respectful so she doesn’t change her mind.”I covered the pots carefully and started walking toward the room. It wasn’t far from mine, and Noah followed closely behind.We cleaned up, but Noah kept stealing touches, nudging me, holding my hand, brushing against me whenever he got the chance. It didn't end there, he would spank my ass, squeeze my tits, kiss me. By the time I finished laying the bedsheets, he flopped onto the bed and tugged me down with him.I burst out laughing.He shifted closer and started planting playful kisses on
ZARA..The whole ride back to the apartment was painfully quiet. The air between us felt thick, so thick I could barely breathe. Noah hadn’t said a single word, not one. His jaw was tight, his eyes fixed on the road like he was lost somewhere else entirely.When he finally pulled up in front of the
ZARA. Acting like your daddy “He is always acting like your Daddy,” Noah hissed as he dragged me toward the school library, mostly used by Art majors.“He cares about me…” I muttered.“Oh really??” He stopped, letting go of my hands and turning to face me.“And then he thinks I’m going to hurt you
ZARA; caught. I froze for a full minute, my brain struggling to catch up with what I was seeing.(Why?) I texted back, my fingers trembling a little.A few seconds later, Riley forwarded something, a video and several screenshots from the school’s social media pages.My chest tightened. The moment
Zara. Am I in trouble? My tongue felt tied. I didn’t know how to feel or react in front of Lena when Noah did that.Lena’s expression remained unreadable.“Noah... How did you…?” she muttered, words failing her, maybe.Noah took his hands off my shoulders, sliding them into his pockets.“I kind of







