From Alassandra's POV "Do you want me to stay?" Ikaris asked again as he stepped closer to me. Now, standing in front of me, I could see desire in his gorgeous brown eyes. My body shuddered at his closeness as I was lost in his gaze. Everything in me wanted to grab him, throw him on the bed and fuck the shit out of him. It was a wave of carnal desire that washed over me. I could feel my heart racing and my breathing becoming erratic. I wanted nothing more than to have him take control, make me his, and claim me. Suddenly, my phone vibrated, and the sound of an incoming text message broke me from my trans. "I-I should get that," I said as I stepped back, turned to my bed, and grabbed my phone. "Boyfriend?" Ikaris asked with a hint of disapproval in his voice. I turned and looked at him. "No, my little sister," I replied. Ikaris nodded. "Well, I'll let you get on with your day," he said as he turned and headed to the door. "I'll see you around, little lamb," he said, with a smirk

From Ikaris's POVHaving Alassandra so close to me was a source of immense difficulty for me, as she was both near and yet so distant. Every second spent in her presence was excruciating, as I longed to possess her completely. However, the interruption of her phone prevented me from acting on my desires, leaving me frustrated and unfulfilled. The intensity of my longing for her was unparalleled, and I could not help but imagine the pleasure I would have given her as I ripped her clothes off and made her scream my fucken name."I'll see you later, little lamb," I replied, smirking as I walked out the door.There was an indescribable quality about her that consumed my attention and made me oblivious to my surroundings whenever I was in her presence. Alassandra Khairi had an inexplicable hold over me, as if she possessed a magnetic force. She was my kryptonite that drew me towards her. She became my weakness, my ultimate downfall. Like a potent drug, I found myself constantly craving her

From Alassandra's POVThere was an intense throbbing sensation in my head as if a powerful force had struck me with a hammer. Instinctively, I reached up and applied pressure to my forehead, hoping to alleviate the excruciating pain that seemed to be emanating from deep within. As I sat up, a sharp, unexpected jolt of agony shot through my thighs, causing me to gasp in shock. My eyes darted downwards, only to discover that I was inexplicably clad in nothing but a T-shirt, a garment that did not belong to me. Hastily pushing the blanket aside, my attention was drawn to a small, tender bruise nestled between my legs. Tentatively, I gingerly touched the discolored mark, wincing as a surge of discomfort coursed through my body. Bewilderment washed over me as I struggled to comprehend how this injury had come to be. Glancing around the unfamiliar surroundings, it dawned on me that I was not in the comfort of my own room. Panic began to set in as I realized that my memory of the previous ni

From Ikaris's POVLaying down with Alassandra after fucking her was the most satisfying feeling in the world. The touch of her hand on my chest as our naked bodies intertwined together was pure bliss. I never imagined that having a mate could feel this amazing. I wanted the moment to last a lifetime, but inside, I knew that our relationship would be the death of both of us. If we stayed together, I knew dire consequences would follow. Although I knew it would be better to end it, I could not do it. There was a possibility of death for one or both of us if we stayed together.Glancing down at my adorable mate, I took in her beautiful face and engraved every detail into my mind. Signing deeply, I slowly rose from the bed, dressed, and began gathering her clothes. As she slept, I began to dress her. My heart swelled with love and emotion. Leaning in, I kissed her forehead before carrying her downstairs. I held her tightly as we walked to the car.Driving to her dorm was the easy part. It

From Alassandra's POV"Professor Ikaris, it's nice to see you," I replied, glancing around to find some way to escape. Ikaris smiled as he stepped past me and pulled the door open."Just Ikaris, you need not be so formal," he winked, gesturing to me to enter the diner.The Darkroom, true to its name, was a dimly lit chamber adorned with opulent gold seats and crimson tabletops. The walls were adorned with a captivating collection of monochrome photographs, creating an ambiance of intrigue and allure. The bar, well-stocked with an array of spirits, added to the enigmatic atmosphere. From the moment I stepped foot inside, I was inexplicably drawn to this place as if it held a secret that only I could unravel. As I settled down at one of the tables, the mysterious aura of the surroundings both enticed and intimidated me, making me feel an immediate sense of belonging and fascination."Tell me, how did you come across this place?" Ikaris asked. A smirk appeared on his face as his gaze lin