LOGINLIORAThe next afternoon I met Cassian at the library like we planned. My body still felt sensitive from what we did in his car the night before. Every time I thought about his hands on me I got wet again. We had texted a few times during the day but we kept it simple in case Camara saw my phone. Now here we were on the top floor in a private study room. The door had a lock and no windows looked inside. It felt safe enough.I sat at the table with my notebook open. " Okay so these notes from class," I started. My voice sounded shaky.Cassian did not even pretend to care about the notes. He stood up and locked the door with a quiet click. The sound made my heart jump. He walked over to me and pulled me up from my chair. His mouth crashed into mine right away. This kiss was desperate and hungry. We had waited too long already." Fuck Liora I need you," he said against my lips. His hands grabbed my hips and lifted me onto the table like I weighed nothing. Papers and books fell to the flo
LIORAThe next night the victory party was loud and wild. Music pounded through the big house near campus. People screamed and cheered every time someone scored in the beer pong game. The air was thick with sweat and the sharp smell of alcohol. I stayed close to the wall holding a cup of soda. My eyes kept finding Cassian across the room. He looked so good in his team shirt with his hair still messy from the game earlier. Every time our eyes met my stomach flipped.Camara was somewhere in the middle of the crowd dancing with her friends. She had told me to have fun but I knew she would drag me home if she saw me disappear with her brother. We had to be so careful.I felt a warm hand on my lower back. Cassian had made his way over without me noticing. He leaned down close to my ear so I could hear him over the noise." Want to get some air?" he asked. His voice sent little shivers down my spine.I nodded quickly. We slipped out the back door together trying to look casual. No one seeme
LIORA"Liora! Are you ready yet? We have to leave now if we want to get Cassian on time!"Camara screamed from the hallway. Her voice echoed through our small dorm room like an alarm. I jumped up from my bed and grabbed my keys and phone. My heart was already beating faster than normal."Coming!" I called back. I took one last look in the mirror. My hair was in a simple ponytail and I wore my favorite soft blue sweater with jeans. Nothing special. I did not want to look like I was trying too hard even though I had been thinking about this day for weeks.Camara stood by the door tapping her foot. She looked excited. Her brother Cassian was coming to campus for the big football game weekend and she could not stop talking about it. To her he was just her big brother, the star athlete. To me he was the guy I had crushed on since high school.We hurried down the stairs and jumped into Camara's old car. The drive to the airport took about thirty minutes. I stared out the window the whole ti
As the drone’s minigun ripped the sky-bridge to shreds, the structural steel groaned, snapping like toothpicks. Rose felt the terrifying sensation of weightlessness as the glass floor vanished beneath her boots.She didn't even have time to scream.A heavy, iron-tight grip clamped onto the back of her tactical vest, Diego with a brutal exertion of strength, he hauled her toward him as they fell, twisting his body in mid-air. Instead of plunging forty stories down to the pavement, they crashed hard onto a thick bundle of insulated maintenance cables running directly beneath the bridge structure, the impact knocked the wind from Rose’s lungs. She gasped, her fingers clawing frantically at the thick, rubberized wires. Diego was right beside her, his long legs hooked over the cables, his ruined shirt blowing wild in the storm, rain lashed against them instantly, soaking them to the bone in a matter of seconds.Above them, the sky-bridge completely collapsed, a roaring avalanche of glass a
Diego slid out of her, his skin slick with sweat as he let Rose’s boots touch the cold concrete landing, there was no time for words, no time for the luxury of a slow recovery, they refastened their clothes with silent, frantic speed, Rose adjusted her tactical vest, her fingers slicking back a few damp strands of hair behind her ears, while Diego hauled his weapon from his holster, his face instantly hardening into the expression of a man ready to kill."How many?" Rose whispered, her voice barely a breath as she leveled her suppressed pistol over the iron railing of the stairwell, looking into the gloom below."Sounds like a four-man sweep," Diego murmured, his bare chest glistening under his open shirt as he pressed his back to the concrete wall right beside the heavy steel door of Floor 39. "They’re using standard stack formations, they don't know we're right above them."The beam of a tactical flashlight swept up the stairs, cutting through the shadows and illuminating the small
The mechanical shutter groaned, a heartless beast pressing down on his spine with thousands of pounds of hydraulic force."Rose... get back," he choked out, his voice strained to a gravelly rasp. "If it snaps... it’ll take you out too.""Shut up," she hissed.Rose slammed her suppressed pistol onto the metal floor of the shaft and wedged her boots against a structural seam behind her. She grabbed Diego under his armpits, her fingers digging through his torn dress shirt into the hard, bunched muscle of his shoulders, she threw her entire body weight backward.She wasn't just fighting the door; she was fighting the panic clawing at her throat. The forbidden thrill that had consumed them minutes ago was replaced by a brutal, freezing shot of adrenaline. If Diego died here, she was dead too trapped in a labyrinth of suffocating steel.Diego roared, a raw, primal sound of pure exertion, he used his forearm to lever his chest up off the floor, fighting the downward crush of the steel. With
Victoria's heels clicked against the marble floor of the suite as she stepped inside, the door sealing shut behind her with a soft, final thud. Her red gown shimmered under the chandelier light, hugging her curves like a second skin full breasts straining the fabric, hips swaying with deliberate in
The sheets were tangled around Lara, her naked legs, stiff with dried cum and sweat. She reached out blindly one side, then the other, empty. Kian and Tade were gone.She sat up too fast, hickeys bloomed purple along her throat and breasts, handprints faint but visible on her hips and ass. Her puss
Jen stared at the photo, bile rising, Sarah off course, the one bitch that she couldn't shake off, that always wanted everyone and everything she had. Marcus took the phone, jaw tight. “She’s trying to hurt you, don’t let her.”The damage was spreading, Jen could already imagine the fallout, office
The elevator doors slide open on the 47th floor and the entire executive suite is already alive with Christmas music, champagne flutes, and the low hum of power.Elara steps out wearing the dress Victor chose: deep emerald velvet, floor-length but slit to mid-thigh on both sides, back completely op







