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Chapter 9
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2026-05-15 13:40:25
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Wild Desires Chapter 10
She lay perfectly still when Drake returned to the bedroom. The mattress dipped beneath his weight as he settled beside her, close enough that she could feel the warmth radiating from his skin. His hand found her hip, fingers curling around the curve of her bone through the thin fabric of his shirt. He thought she was asleep. She could tell by the careful way he breathed, the deliberate softness of his touch. Avery kept her eyes closed and her heart racing. She should confront him. She should open her eyes and tell him she had seen everything. Heard everything. The way Celeste had touched his chest. The way she had whispered about the women he had ruined. The way she had promised not to go away. But something held her back. Fear, maybe. Or pride. Or the terrible possibility that if she asked the wrong question, he would give her an answer she couldn't survive. So she let him pull her against his chest. She let him press a kiss to her hair. She let him hold her like she was somet
Wild Desires Chapter 9
She woke to an empty bed. The sheets beside her were still warm, the pillow still dented from Drake's head. But he was gone. Somewhere in the penthouse, she heard the low murmur of his voice, sharp and clipped. A phone call. Business, probably. He was always working, even in the middle of the night. Avery stretched beneath the silk sheets and stared at the ceiling. Her body ached in the best way, still humming from the hours they had spent tangled together. But her mind was elsewhere, stuck on the note she had hidden in her drawer and the lie she had told to keep it secret. She needed to tell him. The thought landed in her chest like a stone. If she was going to build something real with Drake Montenegro, she couldn't keep secrets. Not about threats. Not about fear. Not about the way her hands shook every time she opened her apartment door. She sat up, reaching for his shirt draped over the foot of the bed. Then she heard it. A woman's voice. Low and smooth, coming from somewh
Wild Desires Chapter 8
She didn't sleep. The second note sat in her drawer like a living thing, breathing poison into her apartment. Avery lay in her bed staring at the ceiling, replaying every moment with Drake, searching for cracks she might have missed. Did he love her or the idea of her? Was there really a difference? By dawn, she had made a decision. She wasn't going to let some anonymous coward dictate her relationship. If someone wanted to scare her away from Drake Montenegro, they would have to try harder than cryptic notes and old photographs. She dressed for work with deliberate care. A red blouse, the color of confidence. Dark jeans that hugged her curves. Heels that made her feel powerful. She looked in the mirror and told herself she was fine. She was strong. She was not going to crumble. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand. Drake: Come over tonight. I need to see you. Her heart flipped. Even after everything, even after the suspicion and the fear, he still had that effect on her. She typ
Wild Desires Chapter 7
The penthouse felt different after that night. Avery couldn't explain it. The furniture was the same. The view was the same. Drake's arms around her were the same. But something had shifted beneath the surface, a fault line she hadn't known existed until the photograph cracked it open. She stayed anyway. She stayed through Drake's calls to building security. Through his quiet fury as he reviewed surveillance footage that showed nothing. Through the uncomfortable realization that someone had accessed his private elevator without a key card, which meant someone had help from the inside. "You should stay with me," he said that night, pulling her closer in the dark. "Not just overnight. Move in. Bring your things. I'll keep you safe here." Avery stared at the ceiling. "You're asking me to move in because you're scared someone is trying to hurt me?" "I'm asking you to move in because I want you here. The other thing is just practical." She turned her head to look at him. His face wa
Wild Desires Chapter 6
The first crack appeared on a Tuesday. It wasn't dramatic. No shouting, no slammed doors, no tears. Just a quiet fissure that spread through the foundation of whatever they were building, thin and fragile and impossible to ignore. Avery had arrived at the penthouse straight from work, still wearing her gray pencil skirt and silk blouse, her hair pinned up in a messy twist. She was tired. The kind of bone deep exhaustion that came from back to back meetings and a publisher who kept changing deadlines. All she wanted was a glass of wine and Drake's arms around her. What she found was an empty suite. That wasn't unusual. Drake worked late more often than not, and he had never promised to wait for her by the door like a loyal husband. But something felt different tonight. The air in the penthouse was cold. The lights were dim. And on the kitchen island, beside a bouquet of white roses, sat a single piece of paper. Avery picked it up. It was a photograph. Glossy. Professional.
Wild Desires Chapter 5
A month and a half. That was how long it had been since the night at the casino. Forty five days of stolen mornings and tangled sheets and a man who looked at her like she had hung the moon.Avery had stopped pretending she was in control of any of it.She stood in Drake's bathroom now, wearing one of his white dress shirts that fell to her mid thigh, her hair still damp from the shower. Through the open door, she could see him on the bed, propped against the headboard with his laptop balanced on his thighs. He was working. He was always working. But his eyes kept drifting to her, and every time they did, his fingers paused on the keyboard."You're distracting me," he said without looking up."I'm not doing anything.""Exactly." He closed the laptop and set it aside. "You're standing there in my shirt with wet hair and bare legs, and you expect me to focus on quarterly reports."Avery smiled and leaned against the bathroom doorway. "I expect nothing. You're the one with no self contro
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