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The voice over the intercom crackled again, low and distorted.“Mr. Wilde,” the stranger drawled, “you and your little… guest… will sit tight. Unless you want this jet to drop out of the sky.”My heart stopped.Not skipped — stopped.Zane’s jaw clenched hard enough to crack. He stepped in front of me, shielding me with his body again.“Who are you?” he demanded.A small chuckle bled through the speakers.“It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is that we’re not finished. Not until you give me what I want.”Zane’s shoulders went rigid.Something tightened in the air around him — something dark, vicious, personal.“I’m not giving you anything,” he ground out.“Oh… I think you will,” the voice replied smoothly. “Unless you want this plane you’re so proud of to make a very sudden meeting with the Atlantic Ocean.”Cold washed down my spine.The jet tilted sharply — once, twice — as though punctuating the threat.Zane cursed under his breath and grabbed the armrest of the nearest chair.“

Last Updated : 2025-12-19

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The moment the jet door opened, I braced myself for chaos.Armed men stood lined across the tarmac, dressed in black, faces hard, weapons raised—and my heart slammed violently against my ribs.I clutched Zane’s hand tighter.“Behind me,” he said again, his voice low and lethal.But before panic could fully take me, something shifted.The men didn’t rush us.They didn’t shout.They didn’t raise their guns.Instead, one of them stepped forward and inclined his head slightly.“Sir.”Just one word.Respectful. Controlled.Zane stopped.His grip on my hand loosened just a fraction, though his body stayed rigid, alert. His eyes scanned the scene quickly too quickly for someone who was surprised.“These are your men?” I whispered, my voice barely holding together.“Yes,” he replied calmly. “And they were never going to touch you.”My knees nearly buckled.Behind us, muffled shouts echoed from the cockpit. Heavy footsteps. A struggle. Then silence, thick and final.Two men emerged moments lat

Last Updated : 2026-01-05

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I clutched his head with my hand as his lips met mine in demonstrable desire. I held him tightly kissing him feverently as his hands fondled my breast.I let out a loud sigh indicating my yearning.I needed Zane inside me.The depth and passion of our kiss almost scrambling my brain as I finally slipped my fingers to touch his hardened cock.He moaned as he felt my hand gently cup his erect cock. I savoured the hardness and the tangible beauty of its construction. Zane finally broke the kiss, his fingers touched my nipple, slowly tweaking it and testing its tolerance."Oh Christ!" I moaned as he took my nipple between his lips, and sucking down hard on it.I moved slightly to assist, easing us both on to the centre of the bed as our lips sought each other's again, meeting hungrily for sustenance before returning his attention to my breasts and focusing on the other nipple."Zane," I moaned seductively, almost as a reflex.I could sense his heightening arousal as my agonised whimperi

Last Updated : 2026-01-08

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The bathroom door had barely clicked shut when the sound broke the quiet.A soft beep.Sharp. Intrusive.I froze.Zane’s phone lay on the nightstand, screen lighting up the dim room like an accusation. I hadn’t meant to look. I truly hadn’t. But the glow pulled my eyes to it before I could stop myself, before common sense or respect could intervene.Unknown Contact:I can't get you off my mind. When can I see you again?My chest constricted so violently it felt like my lungs forgot how to work.I stared at the screen, every word burning itself into me, each letter heavier than the last. My first instinct was denial. Maybe I’d misread it. Maybe context would soften it. Maybe—But there was no softening that sentence.No innocent explanation.No harmless spin.Heat rushed through me, fast and unforgiving. Rage followed, sharp and blinding, but shame slithered in beneath the anger and wrapped itself around my spine.Of course.Of course there was someone else.What had I expected? That a

Last Updated : 2026-01-11

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I stared at my phone for a long moment before I finally pressed call.My hands were shaking.Not the dramatic kind—no sobbing, no breakdown—but the quiet tremor that comes when you’ve been holding yourself together for too long and one more thing threatens to snap you clean in half.Amanda picked up on the third ring.“Viv?” Her voice was warm, familiar, instantly undoing something in me. “Hey, what’s up?”The question nearly broke me.I swallowed hard, my throat tight, words piling up behind my teeth with nowhere to go. I stood there on the sidewalk, surrounded by my boxed-up life, night creeping in around me, and realized how alone I truly was.“Amanda,” I said, my voice coming out smaller than I meant it to. “I… I need help.”There was a pause. Not the uncomfortable kind. The attentive kind.“What happened?” she asked gently.The words slipped out before I could stop them. “I’m homeless.”Silence.Then: “Where are you right now?”That did it. The careful concern in her voice cracke

Last Updated : 2026-01-14

16

Weeks passed, slow, suffocating, and unprogressive. The kind that drag on, day after day, leaving behind nothing but disappointment and exhaustion.I applied everywhere.PR firms. Media houses. Consulting agencies. Startups. Corporations that promised growth and culture and opportunity while sending automated rejection emails two days later—or worse, nothing at all.Every morning, I woke up on Amanda’s couch with a knot in my chest and a phone that stayed stubbornly silent.No job offers.No callbacks.And no message from Zane Wilde.That was the part that hurt the most.At first, I told myself he was busy. That he was giving me space. That maybe, just maybe, he was respecting my silence.But as days turned into weeks, that lie crumbled.He hadn’t called.He hadn’t texted.He hadn’t even tried.The realization sank deep and sharp: I hadn’t mattered to him at all.I had been convenient.A distraction.A woman he desired, took, and discarded without consequence.The thought gnawed at me

Last Updated : 2026-01-17

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Things got intense so fast, I didn’t even remember moving.One second, I was standing there, drowning in the familiar pull of him—of us, and the next, I was in Zane’s arms, my back pressed against his chest, his hands gripping my waist like he was afraid I’d vanish again if he loosened his hold.I gasped as his lips crashed into mine.Hard.Desperate.Hungry.There was no hesitation. No question. Just heat and urgency and months of suppressed tension igniting all at once. His mouth moved against mine like he’d been starved, like he’d been waiting for this exact moment to happen.And God help me—I kissed him back.I shouldn’t have.I knew I shouldn’t have.But my body didn’t care about logic or pride or self-preservation. It remembered him. Remembered the way his kiss made my knees weak, the way his presence stripped me down to nothing but sensation.His hands slid up my back, fingers threading into my hair, pulling me closer as if distance itself offended him. I felt his breath hitch

Last Updated : 2026-01-20

18

The call came three days later.I was standing in line at a café, clutching a paper cup of coffee I didn’t really want, when my phone started vibrating in my hand. I glanced down absently, then froze.Zane Wilde.My stomach dropped so fast it felt like I’d missed a step on a staircase.For a second, I considered letting it ring out. Pretending I hadn’t seen it. Pretending he didn’t still have this unsettling ability to knock the breath from my lungs with nothing but his name lighting up my screen.But something told me he wouldn’t stop.So I stepped out of line, my heart pounding, and answered.“Vivian.”He didn’t bother with hello.His voice was tight. Controlled. The kind of control that sat on the edge of something volatile.“Zane,” I said carefully.“Where are you?”The bluntness of the question made my spine stiffen.“I’m busy,” I replied. “What do you want?”A sharp exhale came through the line.“I went to your apartment.”My fingers tightened around the phone.“And?” I asked, t

Last Updated : 2026-01-23

19

The door hadn’t even finished clicking shut behind Zane before I sank onto the couch like my legs could no longer support me.My heart was still racing. My palms were damp. The air felt too thick to breathe properly.Amanda came out of her room slowly, studying my face the way someone does when they already know something is wrong but want you to say it first.“Okay,” she said carefully. “So… that was intense.”“That was an ambush,” I muttered, rubbing my temples. “He tracked me down, Amanda.”She frowned. “Tracked is a strong word.”“He went to my old apartment. He spoke to my landlord. And then he showed up here. Uninvited.”She paused, then sighed and sat beside me. “Okay. When you put it like that… yeah. That’s a lot.”I laughed weakly. “That’s one way to describe it.”She was quiet for a moment, thinking. Then she said, “But he offered you your job back.”The words landed heavier than they should have.“I don’t want it,” I said immediately. “Not like that. Not because he cornered

Last Updated : 2026-01-27

20

By the time noon rolled around, my nerves were already frayed.I’d spent the morning pretending to focus—answering emails, familiarizing myself with internal systems I already knew, nodding politely at coworkers who were still trying to figure out.Every time the clock ticked forward, my chest tightened.11:42.11:51.11:58.At exactly twelve, my phone buzzed.Zane: Come to my office.No greeting. No softening.Just an instruction.I stood, smoothing my dress with hands that were steadier than I felt, and walked down the corridor toward his office. Each step felt heavier than the last, like I was willingly stepping into something I couldn’t control anymore.His door was already open.He was standing near the window, jacket off, sleeves rolled up, city stretched behind him like a kingdom he ruled effortlessly. He didn’t turn when I entered, but I knew he was aware of me. He always was.“Close the door,” he said.I did.The click echoed too loudly.“Sit,” he added, finally turning to fa

Last Updated : 2026-01-30

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