登入He looked at me, his piercing eyes cold and sharp. “What do you want?” he asked, his tone irritated. “Cat got your tongue?” Fear gripped me, but I couldn’t back down. Not when proving my love was on the line. My hands trembled, but I managed to speak. “Hunter Steele...” I swallowed hard, my voice barely above a whisper. “Will you... will you marry me?” His brows furrowed, and he tilted his head slightly. “What?” ANYA BLAKE ____________________________________ I can’t remember the last time I willingly let a woman get so close. To me, they were a necessary evil....useful when needed, and avoided afterward. But when a young woman, trembling yet determined, stepped in front of me and asked the most ridiculous question I’d ever been asked, I felt something I hadn’t felt in years: a spark. And when I kissed her, it awakened something in me—a feeling I hadn’t known existed. Her innocence intrigued me and I wanted to be the one to claim her, to mold her......to make her mine. HUNTER STEELE
查看更多In his rearview mirror, Manuel saw Zoya standing there, her mouth open in shock. He'd definitely have to make that up to her. Later. He grabbed his phone and called Carlos. "Already done with your baby?" Carlos's voice was full of amusement. "Damn, I didn't know it was always so fast with you." "Shut the fuck up," Manuel retorted. "Nice try, lover boy, but I'm right behind you." "Why? I can totally handle this alone." "Bros before hoes, remember?" There was a pause. "Maybe she's not as important to you as I thought. Seeing how much attention you gave her, I misunderstood her importance." Manuel's jaw tightened. "What are you trying to say?" Carlos chuckled. "I'm saying I'd choose my princess over you any day, any time." "Ouch. That really hurt my feelings." "We're here." Manuel spotted Carlos's car pulling up to a house in a quiet residential neighborhood. He parked farther down the street, in a spot where he could watch the building without being obvious. "S
Manuel Navarro had never been obsessed with a woman before. He'd had plenty of women. Beautiful women. Willing women. Women who knew exactly what they were getting into when they climbed into his bed. He enjoyed them, pleased them, and sent them on their way without a second thought. But Zoya. Damn it, Zoya. For two days, she'd haunted him. Her taste. Her scent. The sounds she'd made when she came apart in his arms. The way she'd looked at him afterward, like she couldn't decide whether to kiss him or kill him. He'd told her to meet him at the club tonight. Told himself that if she didn't show up, that would be the end of it. He'd move on. Find someone else. Forget about the brunette with the fire in her eyes and sin on her lips. But he was lying to himself, and he knew it. If she didn't show up tonight, he would hunt her down. He would find her no matter where she tried to hide. Because whatever this was between them, it wasn't finished yet. He sat at his usual table
Maya Suarez stood at the entrance of Rican College, guilt weighing heavy on her chest like a stone she couldn't dislodge. Six months. Carlos had been gone for more than six months now, and she'd been physically attending classes for three of those months. At first, she'd resisted. Online classes seemed safer, easier, a way to hide from the world while she waited for him to come back. But Aunt Patricia had worn her down with that quiet persistence of hers. "Carlos worked so hard to give you and Star new identities," her aunt had said, her voice gentle but firm. "He sacrificed everything to give you opportunities. Don't waste them, sweetheart." So Maya had enrolled. Had shown up to classes. Had gone through all the motions of being a student while feeling like a ghost haunting her own life. But she'd made a terrible mistake. Carlos had given her a new name. Phoebe. It was supposed to protect her, keep her safe from anyone who might come looking for Maya Suarez. Star had emb
The morning light filtered through the curtains with cruel gentility, illuminating the chaos of scattered clothes and tangled sheets. Zoya's eyes fluttered open, her body aching in ways that made her breath catch—not entirely from pain. She turned her head slowly on the pillow, and her heart seized. Manuel sat beside her on the bed, half naked, watching her with unreadable eyes. Shock paralyzed her for a heartbeat before hot tears spilled down her cheeks. "Are you going to call the cops right now?" His voice was silk over steel, amused and lethal all at once. A smile broke through her tears, unbidden and genuine. The absurdity of it—that he thought she was some ordinary woman he'd subdued and conquered. Manuel's head tilted, a predator's curiosity flickering across his handsome face. "Oh, you're smiling and crying at the same time. What should I make of this?" Zoya forced steadiness into her voice, channeling every lesson from her training. "What do you want then? Do y
TWO DAYS AGO The tension in the room was quiet, clinging to the air like fog as Carlos stood by the window, staring out at nothing. “There’s something I need to tell you,” he said suddenly, his voice low... almost afraid. Maya turned from where she sat on the couch. “Okay,” she replied softly
Earlier, Carlos’s fingers trembled as he pressed the red button on his phone, ending the call with Manuel. His vision was blurring—colors bleeding into each other, his breath thinning with every passing second. One hand was already numb. The other barely obeyed him. Gritting his teeth, he reached
Maya’s hands trembled as she gripped the collar of Carlos' shirt, her voice low and cracked with despair. “Carlos… she wasn’t there. Star wasn’t there. I searched everywhere. My sister… I failed her.....” Carlos made her sit, and knelt beside her, his eyes soft, voice even softer. He wrapped an
The air between them was charged the moment Maya wrapped her arms around Carlos. He stood still, a towel slung low around his hips, his skin still damp from the shower, his heartbeat suddenly louder in his ears. He gently peeled her arms away, his brow creasing. "Maya..." Her eyes were soft but
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