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Unspoken Rules

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I didn’t notice the rules all at once.

They didn’t arrive like commandments carved into stone or warnings whispered in my ear. They slipped in quietly—through glances, pauses, the way Sebastian Crowe tilted his head when something amused him, or didn’t.

It took me days to realize I was already obeying them.

The first rule revealed itself in absence.

He never told me when to come over, but somehow I always arrived when he expected me. My phone would buzz with a message that said nothing
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  • The Alpha Who Ruined Me   I Stay Anyway

    I didn’t see Sebastian for three days. That was the longest stretch since the warning—the longest I’d gone without hearing his voice, without feeling that steady presence hovering at the edges of my thoughts. I told myself the distance was intentional, that I was doing the smart thing. The safe thing. But safety felt hollow now. The warning followed me everywhere. Not the woman’s words exactly, but the understanding beneath them. That being close to Sebastian didn’t just change circumstances—it changed me. And once I’d seen that, I couldn’t unsee it. I tried to fall back into routine. Work. Texting my boyfriend. Smiling at the right moments. Saying the right things. It all felt like acting. Every laugh came half a second too late. Every conversation felt shallow, like I was speaking from behind glass. Even when my boyfriend wrapped an arm around me, I felt disconnected, my body responding out of habit rather than desire. He noticed. “You’re somewhere else lately,” he said one

  • The Alpha Who Ruined Me   The First Warning

    The warning didn’t come from Sebastian. That was the cruelest part. It came on an ordinary afternoon, the kind that should have passed without consequence. I was standing in line at a café near my office, half-listening to the hum of conversation around me, when someone said my name. Not loudly. Not urgently. Just enough to make my skin prickle. I turned. A woman stood a few steps away from me, her expression neutral but her eyes sharp, assessing. She looked familiar in the vague way strangers sometimes do—like we’d crossed paths before without meaning to. “Yes?” I said cautiously. She smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “You probably don’t remember me. We met once. Briefly.” “I’m sorry,” I said. “I don’t—” “That’s fine,” she interrupted gently. “Most people don’t.” Something about her tone made my stomach tighten. She stepped closer, lowering her voice. “I just wanted to tell you… be careful.” I frowned. “About what?” Her gaze flicked around the café, then returned to

  • The Alpha Who Ruined Me   What He Knows

    The unsettling thing wasn’t that Sebastian Crowe asked questions. It was that he rarely needed to. I noticed it the next time we sat together in silence, the kind that no longer felt awkward but deliberate—like space carved out just for thinking. We were on opposite ends of the couch, close enough that I could feel the warmth of him without touching. My body had learned the distance. It recognized it. “You’re distracted again,” he said calmly. I blinked, my thoughts snapping back to the room. “Am I?” “Yes.” “How can you tell?” I asked, trying to keep my tone light. He turned his head slowly to look at me. “Your breathing changes.” That sent a shiver down my spine. I laughed softly, though it sounded forced even to my own ears. “You make it sound like you’ve been studying me.” “I have,” he replied. There was no hesitation. No playfulness. Just truth, laid bare. I shifted slightly, suddenly aware of how exposed I felt. “That’s… unsettling.” “Is it?” he asked. “Or does it on

  • The Alpha Who Ruined Me   I Want More

    Wanting more used to feel greedy. Now it felt inevitable. I woke up with Sebastian Crowe already on my mind, his presence lingering in my body like a memory my skin refused to forget. The room I was in felt wrong—not because it was unfamiliar, but because it was empty. Too quiet. Too normal. I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts circling the same truth I had been avoiding since the night before. I didn’t just want him. I wanted more of him. More of the way he watched me without interrupting. More of the calm certainty in his voice. More of the way his silence felt heavier than anyone else’s words. Beside me, my boyfriend slept peacefully, unaware of the distance that had grown between us. His breathing was steady, familiar, and yet it irritated me. I lay there, stiff and awake, painfully conscious of how little I felt. This was the man I was supposed to want. But all I could think about was how empty his arms felt compared to Sebastian’s. I slipped out of bed quietly and we

  • The Alpha Who Ruined Me   The Pull

    Being away from Sebastian didn’t feel like distance. It felt like withdrawal. The realization hit me on the third day—when my coffee tasted wrong, when music annoyed me instead of soothing me, when conversations felt slow and shallow and painfully empty. I moved through my routine like I was underwater, everything muffled and dull. I told myself I was just tired. Another lie. At work, I caught myself checking my phone every few minutes, even though I knew there would be nothing there. No message. No command. No quiet acknowledgment of my existence. And still, I waited. The absence gnawed at me in ways I didn’t know how to explain. I missed the way he looked at me like I was a puzzle worth solving. I missed how his silence felt intentional instead of awkward. I missed how he made me feel present. My boyfriend noticed. “You’ve been distant lately,” he said one evening, his voice cautious. “I’m just stressed.” The lie was automatic. He nodded, accepting it, and so

  • The Alpha Who Ruined Me   I Lie Without Thinking

    I didn’t plan to lie. That was the most unsettling part of it. The lie slipped out so easily that I didn’t even recognize it for what it was until it was already hanging in the air between us, smooth and believable and completely false. “Where were you last night?” my boyfriend asked, barely looking up from his phone. “At Maya’s,” I said. The name came without hesitation. No pause. No nervous laugh. No stutter. I watched his face carefully, waiting for suspicion, for questions, for that tightening around his eyes that used to mean he cared enough to doubt me. But it never came. “Oh,” he said. “Did you have fun?” “Yes.” Another lie. I sat down beside him, my heart pounding—not from fear of being caught, but from how disturbingly natural it felt. I should have been drowning in guilt. I should have felt sick. Instead, there was only a faint awareness in the back of my mind, like a whisper I could easily ignore. You’re getting good at this. That realization unset

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