تسجيل الدخولChapter 20.
Mara had never considered herself a jealous person.
Competitive, absolutely. Proud, without question. But jealous? No. Not until Skye Hart.
She stood outside the gates of Kai Sturm's estate, hands buried in her coat pockets, replaying the last few weeks in her head. When she'd shown up at Skye's apartment with an apology, she'd meant every word. She had been cheated on, humiliated, forced to realize exactly what she'd put Skye
Chapter 21.The final photoshoot ended much more quietly than either of them expected.There were no dramatic moments or accidental touches, no lingering almost-kisses, no racing hearts threatening to betray them. Just the soft click of Skye's camera as she captured the final image of the charity calendar.She lowered the camera and stared at the screen for several long seconds before letting out a satisfied breath."Done."Kai, who had been leaning casually against his motorcycle, looked at her. "That's it?"She nodded. "That's it."Silence settled between them. It should have felt triumphant. Instead, it felt strange. For nearly three weeks, seeing each other had become routine, every location, every shoot, every argument and every laugh slowly weaving itself into their everyday lives.Now there wasn't a
Chapter 20.Mara had never considered herself a jealous person.Competitive, absolutely. Proud, without question. But jealous? No. Not until Skye Hart.She stood outside the gates of Kai Sturm's estate, hands buried in her coat pockets, replaying the last few weeks in her head. When she'd shown up at Skye's apartment with an apology, she'd meant every word. She had been cheated on, humiliated, forced to realize exactly what she'd put Skye through. Working as her assistant had been her way of making things right. Or at least that's what she'd told herself.The first shoot had been harmless because Kai had barely looked at Skye. By the second, he'd started listening to her. By the third, he'd begun noticing the little things: whether she'd eaten, whether she looked tired, whether she was smiling. The third shoot made Mara uncomfortable. The way he looked at Skye, no one looked at someone they didn't care about
Chapter 19.It wasn't a gentle kiss. It was a collision. Kai’s tongue surged forward, claiming her mouth with a possessive hunger that left her reeling. He tugged at her lower lip, sucking it into his mouth before swirling his tongue against hers in a deep, wet exchange of saliva.Skye let out a broken whimper, the sound muffled by his mouth. She felt her knees buckle, her body turning into a shivering mess of nerves and heat. Kai’s uncuffed hand slid down to her waist, his fingers digging into her hip, hoisting her up to keep her from collapsing.The friction of his bare chest against her sweater sent jolts of electricity through her. She could feel the hard planes of his pectorals, the heat radiating off him like a furnace. She reached up, her fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck, pulling him closer, needing more of the crushing pressure.Kai broke the kiss for a fraction of a second, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He stared at her, his eyes dark with a mixture
Chapter 18.“Here we go." Skye muttered as the iron gates of the Sturm estate groaned open, revealing a driveway that felt more like a private highway. Kai has sent her his address earlier.She gripped the steering wheel, her knuckles white. The main house was a monument to old money and cold stone, but she wasn't heading for the front door. She followed the instructions Kai gave her to the winding path of a detached structure of glass and charcoal-colored steel. That's where the garage was located.When the heavy sliding door retracted, the scent of fuel and burnt rubber and expensive machine oil hit her first. The space was lit by overhead industrial LEDs that cast shadows. In the center was a custom black beast of a bike, and leaning over it was Kai.“Was he waiting for me?" Skye thought.Kai had stripped off his shirt. His skin was glistening with a thin sheen of sweat. Grease smeared his shoulder blades and the small of his back. He didn't look up as she entered, his focus entir
Chapter 17 The fourth photoshoot location was unlike any of the others. There were no curious crowds, no assistants running around with equipment. Just the model and the photographer. The cabin glowed with the warm light of a crackling fireplace, turning the rustic room into a refuge from the bitter cold outside. The charity calendar's theme for this shoot was simple: warmth despite hardship. Skye had chosen the location the moment she'd read those words. She stood near the camera, studying the room one last time before nodding to herself. "This is perfect." Kai stepped inside moments later, stamping the snow from his boots before shrugging off his leather jacket. "So this is where we're shooting." "It fits the theme." He looked around the quiet cabin and gave a small nod. For once there were no interruptions. No Axel making sarcastic comments, no Mara hauling equipment, no curious bikers. It was just the two of them, and the realization made the room feel strangely smaller.
Chapter 16The third photoshoot couldn't have been more different from the first two. But, instead of frozen lakes or quiet streets, the location buzzed with life. A famous night market stretched across several city blocks, glowing beneath hundreds of colorful lanterns suspended overhead. Vendors shouted cheerful greetings, children darted between food stalls, musicians played lively tunes from a nearby corner, and the rich aroma of grilled meat, roasted chestnuts, and sweet pastries drifted through the chilly evening air.Skye turned in a slow circle, taking it all in. "It's... beautiful.""It'll also be a nightmare," Mara muttered, already unloading light stands from the van. "With this many people, there is going to be too much movement."Skye only smiled. "Exactly." She loved it. The chaos felt alive.A second motorcycle rolled into the market entrance. Axel pulled off his helmet first, grinning the moment he spotted Skye. "Ready?""I think so."He looked around dramatically. "Jus







