เข้าสู่ระบบDawn has always considered Hayden Vaughan the ultimate neighborhood nightmare. He's the tattooed bad boy next door, notorious for illegal racing, trouble, and a revolving door of girls. Dawn wants absolutely nothing to do with him. Until one night, Hayden catches her watching from her bedroom window. From that moment, their relationship changes. What begins as sarcastic arguments and mutual irritation slowly becomes an undeniable attraction. Hayden starts appearing wherever Dawn is, while Dawn discovers there is much more beneath his reckless exterior. Behind the leather jacket and arrogant smirk is a boy carrying years of anger over his parents' deaths in a motorcycle-club war. As Hayden pulls her deeper into his world, Dawn begins uncovering secrets her own family desperately wants buried. Soon, their growing relationship becomes more dangerous than either of them expected. Friends turn against friends. Enemies close in. Old betrayals resurface. And when Hayden finally discovers the truth about Dawn, he must decide whether revenge matters more than the girl who has become his reason to live. Sometimes the person living next door is the one person capable of destroying your entire world.
ดูเพิ่มเติม“Who on earth are you talking to at this hour?”Alessia’s voice cut through the dark of the guest room, half-joking, half already suspicious. I had been so completely lost inside my own head that I hadn't even heard her footsteps approach the half-open door.My phone was still lit in my hand, screen bright enough to expose me. Hayden’s last message sat open like an unconfessed crime I hadn't managed to bury fast enough.I locked it so fast I almost dropped it.“No one,” I said. “Just scrolling.”She stood in the doorway in an oversized T-shirt, arms crossed, studying me.“At one-thirty in the morning?” She arched a single, perfectly shaped brow. “Must’ve been some remarkably riveting content.”“It wasn’t.”The lie came out smoothly. Alessia lingered for another long, suffocating heartbeat, studying me, before giving a small shrug as if she were actively choosing to ignore the obvious signs.“Whatever. Don’t stay up too late and get some actual sleep. You already look like a ghost the
*This has to stop.*I typed the message three times before I finally hit send.The reply came faster than I expected.*Define this.*I stared up at my bedroom ceiling, took a shaky breath, and forced myself to be as explicit and direct as humanly possible.*The texting. The window thing. All of it. Alessia is my best friend. And my house is complicated right now. We can’t keep playing whatever twisted game this is.*There was a longer pause this time. I watched the three dots appear, disappear, appear again. My stomach twisted with a sudden wave of dread.Then his answer came through.*Okay.*Just that one word.No sarcastic argument. No infuriating teasing. No stubborn, late-night pushback.*Okay.*I waited for more. Nothing came. After five full minutes I flipped the phone face-down on my nightstand, rolled onto my side, and repeatedly told to myself that this was precisely what I had wanted.Then why was there this hollow ache in my chest.---At school, Hayden moved through the
*Come to the window.*My phone buzzed with a new message.I shouldn’t have listened, but I got out of bed anyway, crossed the dark room on bare feet, and pulled the curtain back just enough to see. Hayden was already standing there on the other side of his glass, bathed in the dim, yellow glow of his desk lamp. He was completely shirtless, one forearm braced heavily against the wooden frame, his phone in his other hand. The low light from his room cut across the bruises on his ribs. He was looking straight at me.My phone lit up again.*Took you long enough.*I typed back before I could stop myself.*How did you even get my number?**You left your phone unlocked the night I was bleeding on your floor. Wasn’t hard.*Of course he took advantage of that.*That’s an invasion of privacy.**You cleaned blood off my face and let me sleep in your bed, Dawn. Pretty sure we're past privacy.*I stared at the message, then at him. Even from here, I could see the arrogant curve at the corner of hi
I waited until Mom took the keys off the counter and left for her afternoon grocery run.Dad was in his study with the door half-open, the low sound of papers shifting and the occasional click of a pen the only proof he was still in the house. I stood in the hallway longer than I should have, heart beating too fast for a conversation that was supposed to sound casual.I knocked the door once and stepped in before he could tell me to come back later.He glanced up from the desk. The motorcycle notebook was nowhere in sight. Just a stack of unpaid bills, a closed silver laptop, and that blank face he wore whenever he didn't want to be bothered.“I need to ask you something,” I said.He tapped his pen once against his blotter. “Make it quick, Dawn.”I kept my voice curious without accusation. “The other night at dinner Mom mentioned you brought up Hayden Vaughan. I didn’t know you knew him.”Something tight and hard flickered behind his eyes for half a second.“I don’t know him.”“You


















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