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9 - THE PERFECT PLAN
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The Roomie Complex 10 - MUMMY'S STEW
When I pulled into the driveway, Aiden’s car was already there, as usual. The sight was becoming a routine—his sleek black beast parked like it owned the place. Maybe it did. And maybe I was just the guest who kept forgetting he owned the place. As I stepped inside, the smell hit me first—garlic, tomatoes, something savory—and then I saw him.There he was, standing in the kitchen, shirtless, of course, because apparently, shirts were for losers. He had one hand on a pot and the other holding a wooden spoon like some culinary Picasso. A glass of wine sat on the counter, perfectly untouched, like a model in a photo shoot.“Are you… cooking?” I said, announcing myself like an emcee at a circus. Aiden turned to face me, a small smile tugging at his lips but never quite reaching his eyes. Something was off, and my “what’s-wrong-now” radar beeped quietly in the background.“I had never in my life imagined I’d see you, Aiden Scott, cooking anything,” I added, inching closer. “Shirtless, for
최신 업데이트 : 2025-01-13The Roomie Complex 11 - THE HELP
The sharp trill of my phone was a lifeline—a loud, obnoxious escape from the trap I’d willingly walked into. I glanced from Aiden—all shirtless glory and smirking confidence—to the phone screen. Damon Bass. Of course. My timing for chaotic events was impeccable.Relief coursed through me as I clicked the phone open, stepping back to put some much-needed space between us. “Cheryl Taylor,” Damon’s husky voice filled my ear, smooth and commanding as ever. “Why haven’t you sent me your address yet?”I hesitated, glancing at Aiden, who was now leaning casually against the counter, arms crossed, his curiosity unmistakable. Clearing my throat, I tried to mask the surprise from my voice. “I didn’t think I was supposed to send it immediately. The date’s tomorrow, isn’t it?”Damon huffed, a sound of pure frustration. “I need you to send it to me right now.”“Yes, fine…” I started but stopped mid-sentence. A strange sense of defiance bubbled up inside me. Why did I have to do what he said? He wa
최신 업데이트 : 2025-01-14The Roomie Complex 12 - AUNT MOLLY
Cheryl’s POVIf I were to write an autobiography, the opening chapter would probably start with this very moment—standing in front of the mirror in my shorts that stopped mid-thigh and the prettiest top I owned, debating whether to apply a coat of lip gloss or just accept my fate as the human embodiment of “meh.” Spoiler alert: I skipped the gloss. Not because I didn’t want to look nice, but because Aiden’s deep, gravelly voice had called out my name from downstairs, and I panicked.By the time I grabbed my bag and made it out of the room, Aiden was already halfway out the door, car keys jingling in his hand like he was a game show host and those keys were the grand prize.“Where are you going with those?” I asked, pointing at the keys, my voice sharp enough to make him pause mid-step.He turned back with a confused look, holding up the keys like they explained everything. “Uh, these? The car? We’re driving.”I arched a brow. “We’re going to talk to homeless people about your mother,
최신 업데이트 : 2025-01-15The Roomie Complex 13 - LET HIM CHASE
If I woke up one day to find out my parents weren’t actually my parents, I’d probably have a mental breakdown before breakfast. So as Aiden and I trudged along the street, his expression a mix of heartbreak and confusion, I couldn’t begin to imagine how he felt. I mean, how do you process that kind of existential whiplash? The fact that he wasn’t screaming or throwing things into the nearest trash can was impressive—or maybe worrying. Probably both.The sun was sinking lower in the sky, painting everything in hues of orange and pink, which would’ve been romantic if I weren’t walking beside a man who had just learned that his mom wasn’t who she seemed. Add to that the fact I had a date with Damon Bass in two hours—a date that was rapidly losing its appeal with each passing minute.I stole a glance at Aiden. He looked... distant. His gaze was somewhere far away, maybe lost in a memory or trying to untangle the mess the day had dumped on him. I thought about saying something—offering a p
최신 업데이트 : 2025-01-15The Roomie Complex 14 - TRUTH OR DARE
I steadied myself as he walked into the balcony, a glass of whiskey in his hands and his steps a bit wobbled. I gazed at his eyes and they were bit unfocused so I figured he was well on his way to drunkenness.“I didn’t know you were looking for me” I said back, a tad bit timid and holding tightly to the beer can in my hand. A soft wind swept by, blowing my hair in my face and causing goosebumps on my exposed laps and arms, but apart from all that it was the soft glow on light shining on Aiden’s face, there was this distant sad look in his eyes as he kept his gaze on me, I could almost read his mind. I knew what he was thinking about, the shocking revelation that had been thrown on our faces.“Are you okay?” I said immediately after “I mean drinking is cool to forget, but you’re just going to wake up with a wicked hangover and reality slapping you in the face”He chuckled, leaning with his back on the railings while I kept my back on the wall, a few inches away from him. I didn’t thin
최신 업데이트 : 2025-01-18The Roomie Complex 15 - Oh SHit
I was pretty shocked when Tobias picked me. It felt like a drunken choice, though, because I had always thought Tobias and Pearl were a thing. But now it seemed like they were this toxic, on-and-off couple that did things to spite each other. I glanced at Pearl, and either she was a really good pretender, or my assumptions were wrong.I was drunk too, and this was the first time in my whole twenty-five years of living that I had been picked to play Truth or Dare—or, in this case, Drink or Dare. Aside from the minor rush pumping through my head, I couldn't help but think how great it would be to kiss Tobias in front of Aiden. Not that it would matter to him anyway. Anika was right there, throwing herself at him, and she was hot. I didn’t think I ran circles in his mind the way he did in mine.“So, Cheryl—are you going to drink or—” Tobias’s voice drifted into my head, pulling me out of my drunken thoughts. I offered him a lopsided smile.“I’ll do it. I don’t want to be a prude,” I said
최신 업데이트 : 2025-01-20The Roomie Complex 16 - I OWN THE PLACE
The next morning, when my eyes fluttered open, I was startled to find Aiden standing over my bed with an unreadable expression on his face. His figure was silhouetted against the light streaming in from my window, making it difficult to make out the details of his features.“Aiden?” I asked, my voice groggy and confused as I sat up, trying to make sense of why he was in my room. My brain felt foggy, still swimming in the remnants of last night’s drinks, and coherent thoughts seemed far out of reach.“I couldn’t sleep all night, Tiny. You’ve been running circles in my head,” he said softly, his voice carrying a strange mix of exasperation and something else I couldn’t quite name. My brows furrowed, and I shot him a questioning look.“What?” I asked, utterly taken aback by his words.Before I could piece together what was happening, he sat down hurriedly on my bed, gripping my shoulders. His eyes bore into mine, intense and searching. “I haven’t been able to sleep a wink since that kiss
최신 업데이트 : 2025-01-20The Roomie Complex 17 - MARTY!!
“You – you own the place?” I nearly choke on my own words when we reached the parking lot, and I had finally recovered from my shock and found my voice.Damon chuckled at my shocked response “Oh don’t act humble now, I’m not going to fire you”“It’s not that” I interjected “You’re my boss literally, and – and I can’t date my boss. I’m sure it’s against the code of ethics or something”Damon chuckled again “What code of ethics?”“I – I – “ I was suddenly at loss for words“Get into the car Cheryl” he grunted as he held out the door for me. It was a sleek BMW and I was immediately engulfed in the new leather smell of the car, shiny leather glistening under the sun but there was something immediately comforting and equally uneasy about the sleek interiors of Damon’s car. Now Damon’s presence inside the car immediately shifted the whole dynamic. I became so aware that I was in the car with a man, and not just a man – the owner of the company I worked for and I just couldn’t seem to get p
최신 업데이트 : 2025-01-21
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The Roomie Complex 68 - OLIVER?
CHERYLMy heart slammed against my ribs so loudly I could hear it—like it was trying to speak before I could.Aiden’s voice still rang in my ears, soft but firm. “Come with me. I'll explain everything, I'll tell you everything.”And then Damon’s—darker, lower. “Don’t move.”I stood between them like the axis of some cruel universe, their opposing gravities tugging at my ribs. The silence that fell wasn’t peaceful. It was the kind that howled beneath your skin. The kind you find just before a car crashes or a gun fires.My feet didn’t move. But everything inside me did.Aiden was looking at me like I was salvation, or maybe a last chance. And Damon? Damon’s face was unreadable—except for his eyes. His eyes were sharp and cold, yet… pleading.That was the worst part. Damon never pleaded.My gaze dropped to his chest, to the white bandage stark against his olive skin, to the dried blood that clung stubbornly to the edge of his open shirt.I did that. I shot him.He should hate me. But in
The Roomie Complex 67 - TORN
AIDENI should’ve known the address Damon sent wasn’t neutral ground. I mean I did recognise the address but I didn't think she'd be there too.The moment I stepped into the sleek, modern living room, the temperature dropped ten degrees. Not because of the air-conditioning, but because of her—Cheryl, sitting on one of those black leather chairs like she belonged there, and Damon, standing behind her with that arrogant smirk and a half-drunk glass of whiskey in his hand.The sight stopped me mid-step.I hadn’t prepared for this—hadn’t prepared to see her again in his space. The last time I’d seen her, she was shaking, holding a gun, her hands stained with fear and guilt. And now? Now she looked too calm, too collected, like she hadn’t just watched me disappear into the shadows of chaos.But what got me the most… was that she didn’t look surprised, maybe she did, I wasn't particularly looking at her. I was staring daggers into Damon's eyes“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” I said,
The Roomie Complex 66 - LION'S DEN
CHERYL'S POVThe sky hung heavy and gray above me as I drove, casting the entire town in a muted haze. It was the kind of weather that whispered secrets and warned of storms—fitting for the place I was heading. Damon’s house. Or, more accurately, the house Damon bought for me. My grip on the steering wheel tightened as I turned onto the long, winding driveway. The structure loomed into view like a forgotten secret—modern, cold, and elegant. It hadn’t changed. White concrete walls, dark paneling, glass edges that reflected the world but let no one in. It was still as breathtaking and lonely as the man who owned it.I parked and stepped out slowly, gravel crunching underfoot. The keypad beside the tall black door blinked awake as I approached. I didn’t hesitate—my fingers moved by memory, punching in the code he had set using my birthday. There was a soft click, and then the door opened with a sigh, as if the house had been holding its breath all this time.Silence met me inside.Thick
The Roomie Complex 65 - SICK IDEA
Cheryl’s POVI stared at the phone on my dresser for longer than I should have, the contact name glowing like it knew too much — like it was mocking me.Damon.I didn't even know what I wanted to say. What did you say to a man you shot? To a man you might've killed — who might still be bleeding out in some forgotten room?Still, my fingers moved on their own, like muscle memory. I tapped the call button before I could talk myself out of it. I held my breath as the dial tone started.Once.Twice.Three times.He’s not going to pick up, I told myself. Maybe that was a good thing. Maybe—Click.His voice, low and gruff, filled my ears like smoke curling under a door."What a pleasant surprise," he said.I froze. My throat clenched, mouth suddenly dry."...You're okay," I managed. My voice sounded far away, like someone else had spoken for me."For the most part," he said, and I could almost hear the smirk beneath his words. "But my heart is still broken. Wasn’t expecting the woman I’m in
The Roomie Complex 64 - RIFT
Cheryl’s POVThe morning light streamed through the pale curtains, brushing my room in gold, but it only made the pounding guilt in my head stronger.I sat up slowly, rubbing my arms, feeling the faint bruises of last night's chaos beneath my skin. It was almost absurd how normal everything looked. The smell of bacon frying downstairs, the creak of the old wood floors in my aunt’s house, the chirping of birds outside.But inside me?Nothing felt normal.Every time I closed my eyes, the gunshot echoed in my brain — loud, sharp, deadly. My fingers twitched at the memory, and I recoiled, wrapping my arms around my knees like they could somehow hold me together.I had shot someone.Not just anyone. Damon.I hadn't meant to — God, I hadn't meant to. It was instinct, pure reflex. I had seen the gun pressed to Aiden’s head and I hadn’t thought — I had acted.Like some wild animal, desperate to protect.But the more I thought about it… the more I realized the sinking truth:I wasn’t sure I ha
The Roomie Complex 63 - THE CONFESSION
Cheryl’s POVThe moment I felt his arms wrap around me, I thought everything would be okay. For a single, fleeting second, the chaos quieted. But then I looked down. My eyes found Damon’s body lying limp on the cold, cracked earth, blood blooming beneath him like ink spilled from a broken pen.That’s when it hit me.I had shot someone.I had taken a life. Maybe not completely yet, but I could see the way his chest rose in stuttered breaths, each one weaker than the last. His blood... his blood was on me.I stepped out of Aiden’s embrace like I was in a daze, my body numb, the gun suddenly burning hot in my hands. I dropped it. It clattered to the ground like it had fulfilled its purpose.“We need to call someone,” I breathed. “911. We have to call for help.”Aiden’s voice was firm but low. “We need to get the hell out of here, Cheryl. Now. Before Alejandro realizes what’s happening.”“No!” I snapped, shaking my head. My voice cracked. “No, we can’t just leave him like that. I shot him
The Roomie Complex 62 - THE ESCAPE
Damon’s POVHe always knew it would come to this.The moment he saw Cheryl for the first time — in that slinky red dress at that bar, soft curls falling over her shoulders like poetry in motion — he knew he'd never stand a chance. Not when Aiden was involved. Aiden always got what he wanted, he looked like a guy that got everything he wanted. The girls. The glory. The forgiveness. Even after everything.But not this time.Not anymore.Damon lit a cigarette and took a long drag, leaning against the black Impala parked under the sickly orange glow of a dying streetlamp. The road out here was cracked, half-swallowed by overgrown weeds. The silence of the place clawed at the back of his neck, broken only by the distant echo of a rusted windmill creaking with each breeze.The warehouse ahead of him stood like a tomb — abandoned, graffitied, the scent of oil and mildew bleeding from its rusted frame. It used to be a car assembly plant, once. Now, it was the kind of place nightmares came to
The Roomie Complex 61 - THE DEVIL
Cheryl’s POVThe room was dimly lit—too dim to tell if the red smears on the floor were wine or something far worse.The air smelled of rusted metal, sweat, and something faintly floral—like someone had tried to mask the decay with cheap perfume, or maybe it was my own perfume turned cheap from the deathliness of this place. A single lightbulb swung lazily from the ceiling above me, casting long, flickering shadows that danced across the concrete walls like ghosts.My hands were still untied and free when my eyes popped again to the strangeness of this place, but they still ached from the pressure of the zip ties. My legs were numb, folded underneath me on the cold stone floor. I didn’t know how long I’d been here—minutes, hours—it all bled together in this silent, chilling purgatory.Until the door opened.It didn’t creak or groan. It glided open smoothly, almost soundlessly, like it had been waiting for this moment. And when I looked up—he was there.The boss - or so I assumed becau
The Roomie Complex 60 - INTENSE
Cheryl’s POVThe first thing I felt was the cold. It seeped through my skin like tiny shards of ice, making it impossible to stay asleep. Then came the pain—an aching throb behind my eyes, the sore sting in my wrists, the bruised thump of my knees. My body felt like it had been tossed like trash into the back of a car.I opened my eyes to darkness. Not complete darkness, but the dim, flickering kind—the kind that hummed from a dying fluorescent bulb overhead.My heart pounded. My breathing stuttered.Where the hell am I?I sat up slowly, the thin mattress beneath me crunching with old springs. My hands were free, but the bruises around my wrists told me they hadn’t always been. I looked around. Four walls. One metal door. No windows. A chair in the corner. A bucket near the wall that made my stomach turn.This was not a misunderstanding.This was not a mistake.I had been kidnapped.My fingers clenched into fists as panic began to crawl up my throat. And then… Aiden. His name crashed
