All Chapters of Dangerously Hers: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Their handshake lingered longer than it should have. Neither of them looked away.After a few seconds, Scarlett pulled back and said, “I need some fresh air.”Elena nodded quickly. “Mind if I join you?”“Sure,” Scarlett replied.The two women walked out of the bathroom and headed to the back of the club. The cool night air brushed against their skin as they stood outside — quiet, close, and uncertain.Scarlett leaned against the wall and pulled out a cigarette. She lit it, the flame briefly lighting up her face. Elena stood beside her, unsure of what to say.Scarlett took a slow drag and exhaled. “You shouldn’t be here with me,” she said softly. “I’m dangerous.”Elena felt a chill run down her spine. The way Scarlett said it — calm, serious — made her heart race.Scarlett noticed and gave a small laugh. “Are you scared?”Elena shook her head quickly. “No.”Scarlett’s eyes dropped to Elena’s hand. “What’s that?” she asked, nodding at the ring.Elena looked down. “Oh… my engagement ring

Morning light poured through Scarlett’s office windows, but she didn’t look at it. She sat behind her desk, fingers tapping slowly on polished wood. Her assistant entered quietly, carrying a folder.“Miss Voss, the information you asked for.”Scarlett lifted her gaze — sharp, calm, dangerous. “Put it down.”The assistant placed the file carefully on the desk and stepped back, waiting. Scarlett opened it. Inside were photos — Elena Russo, smiling beside her fiancé Raphael, another picture of her at a charity event, one at her workplace. Notes about her address, her parents, her education. Everything.“Engaged to Raphael DeLuca,” Scarlett read aloud. “Architect. Stable job. No criminal ties.”Her lips curved slightly. “How boring.”“Should I dig deeper?” the assistant asked.Scarlett closed the folder. “No. I’ll handle the rest myself.”When the assistant left, Scarlett leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs. Her eyes lingered on Elena’s photo — that soft expression, those unsure e

The neon sign of Club Vixen glowed against the night sky, painting the wet pavement in shades of red and gold. Elena stood outside for a long moment, her heart pounding faster than it should. She wasn’t supposed to be here. Not tonight. Not when her fiancé was waiting for her.But something stronger than reason had drawn her back — that woman. The one with the cold eyes and dangerous calm. Scarlett Voss.Elena took a deep breath and stepped inside.Music thundered through the air, low and heavy. The scent of perfume and whiskey mixed together. The lights shifted across the crowd, flashing over faces she didn’t recognize — but none of them were the one she came for. Her pulse raced as she looked around, scanning every shadowed corner of the club.And then she saw her.Scarlett sat at her private table near the back, surrounded by her bodyguards. She looked powerful — a black tailored suit hugging her frame, short dark hair slicked back, eyes cool as ice. Every movement she made drew at

The next morning, Elena and Raphael woke up early. They both got ready for work, sharing small smiles and soft goodbyes before heading out.At the office, Elena was unusually cheerful. She couldn’t stop smiling as she walked in.“Good morning, everyone,” she said brightly, placing her bag on her desk. “Let’s make today’s work quick, alright? I’m closing early — no late hours today.”Her coworkers glanced at each other in surprise but smiled back.“Okay, ma’am,” one of them said with a nod.Elena laughed softly to herself as she organized a few files. She was trying not to think about tonight, but her heart already knew — she couldn’t wait to see Scarlett again.By evening, she returned home, humming quietly as she unlocked the door. But as soon as she stepped inside, she froze in surprise.Her mother was sitting on the couch, reading a newspaper.“Mom?” Elena said, blinking. “You’re here?”Her mother looked up with a small smile. “What do you mean, I’m here? This is my house too.”Ele

Raphael pushed open the front door, tossing his car keys on the table with a heavy sigh. “Babe? You here?” he called, his voice warm but tired.Elena jumped slightly from the couch where she’d been sitting. Her heart was still pounding — she had just switched off the television, the movie screen still glowing faintly. She forced a smile as she stood.“Oh, hey,” she said softly, brushing her hair behind her ear. “You’re back early.”Raphael exhaled deeply, walking toward her with that same charming half-smile that once made her weak in the knees. “Oh God, am I glad to see you. The morning I’ve had…” He shook his head, leaning down to kiss her cheek. “I just had to get away, you know?”Elena nodded slowly, trying to steady herself. Her mind was still racing — not from the movie she’d been watching, but from the image of Scarlett that refused to leave her thoughts. The way Scarlett’s voice sounded when she said her name. The way her eyes lingered, like she could see straight through her.