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[1]

Was this the right thing to do?“Why did you stop?”The woman in front of me smiled so sweetly. She slipped her arm through mine, took the worn bag from my hand, and said, “Come on, Leah, darling. Don’t feel burdened. Your aunt is truly grateful to have met you again. This is the least I can do for you right now.”I looked at her closely. “Aunt Margaret… are you sure no one minds your decision?”She laughed. “Of course not. Even Adrian agreed without much protest.”I hadn’t been able to refuse when we met—purely by chance. It happened at the small convenience store where I worked part-time on weekends. I’d been pushing myself harder than I should have, not only to cover my living expenses but also to pay off the hospital debt left after my parents’ accident.My efforts, however, weren’t enough to save them. They died two years ago from their injuries, leaving behind a hollow ache in my chest—and a tangle of unfinished responsibilities I’ve had to face on my own, one by one. Including

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“I don’t even know what to say, Aunt Margaret,” I murmured, lowering my gaze.“Oh, heavens,” Margaret chuckled softly. “You’ve been thanking me all evening, dear. But you should know—what I’m doing for you now is nothing compared to what your mother once did for me. So relax. Don’t feel indebted.”I didn’t know how to respond to that.“Well, here we are.” Margaret led me up to the second floor, occasionally pointing out rooms as we passed. The house was enormous—just as she’d said. There were so many rooms, each one grander than the last. Everything about it spoke of a world far above mine.I’d grown up surrounded by love, even if our lives had been modest. My mother was a kindergarten teacher; my father worked for the local government. We were never wealthy, but we were happy. Still… I couldn’t help but stand in awe of this place.“This will be your room, Leah.”The door opened—and I froze.It was breathtaking.The walls were painted a soft white, perfectly paired with ivory curtains

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“Hey, Bookworm!”I closed my eyes for a second, biting back a groan. That voice—of course was hers. Daniella Johansen. The campus queen with a smile sweet enough for professors but sharp as glass for anyone she deemed beneath her.I quickened my pace, head down, clutching my bag tighter. Every few steps, I pushed my glasses back up my nose, praying they wouldn’t fall. But the clicking of her heels grew louder, joined by the giggles of her two ever-present shadows.“Don’t pretend you can’t hear me, Leah Bennett,” she drawled, her voice dripping with faux sweetness. “I just wanted to check in on the most diligent girl in the department. Still busy writing down every word the professors say?”I didn’t look back. “Please, Daniella. I don’t want any trouble.”“Oh?” She laughed softly, then gave my shoulder a little tap. “Trouble finds you even when you don’t ask for it, sweetheart.”I sighed, exasperated. “What do you want?”“Just a little help from you, Bookworm. What else?”Her friends s

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Soft neon lights shimmered across the club’s ceiling, their glow reflecting off the slick glass floor. Music pulsed through the air—heavy bass, laughter, and the clinking of glasses blending into one restless rhythm. For everyone else, it was energy and chaos. For me, it was just background noise—something distant, muffled beneath the sound of orders I had to take and drinks I had to deliver.It was almost midnight. I’d meant to leave earlier, but my shift replacement still hadn’t shown up. I couldn’t just walk out and leave a full table waiting. Besides… I needed the extra money.Though, honestly, one thought wouldn’t stop gnawing at me—How am I supposed to get home this late? It kept slipping into my head, distracting me until I nearly collided with a few customers or mixed up their orders entirely.It wasn’t that I couldn’t afford a cab. That wasn’t the problem. The real issue was… I was staying at Aunt Margaret’s house now. I couldn’t exactly go back to my old apartment—my things

[5]

“Unbelievable,” I muttered, glaring at the stack of assignments Ethan had dumped on me. Meanwhile, he was probably already out the door, laughing with his friends, enjoying his day without caring in the world.And me? I was expected—no, forced—to do his college work.“So annoying…”There was nothing I could do except start working on it. What choice did I have when Ethan said, “Think of it as payment for living here’?I hated that he had a point. I hated even more that I couldn’t refuse.Without realizing it, the day grew hotter and the sun climbed higher. The heat this month was unbearable, pressing down on everything. Which was why, once I finally finished a good portion of Ethan’s work, I decided to take a small break by the backyard pool.The water shimmered that afternoon—clear and cool, sparkling under sunlight that filtered through the trees. It looked like it was calling to me, inviting me in, especially in weather like this.I’d checked everything beforehand: Adrian had said

[6] a

“Hide in the rinse room.”His voice was quiet but carried an unmistakable command. His expression stayed calm—nothing like me, still too shaken to think straight. I felt my blood run cold.“Hurry, before Ethan walks in.” Adrian’s palm brushed the top of my head, gentle but urgent.That single touch snapped me back to reality—what would happen if I didn’t move now. I darted toward the place he pointed out, heart pounding so violently it felt loud enough to give me away. My breath came in short, uneven bursts. Even after I shut the small door as tightly as I could, my eyes kept scanning the dim space, while my ears strained to catch every word outside… and every footstep that might come too close.“Oh God, what am I doing?” I muttered, dragging my fingers through my damp hair in frustration. Guilt, panic, and confusion knotted together inside me. My clothes clung cold and wet to my skin, but I barely felt it.“I thought you were out of town,” Ethan said. His tone sounded casual, but at

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Warm water cascaded over me as I stepped under the shower, washing away the last traces of chlorine from my hair and skin. But my mind was miles away. All I could think about was the ghost of Adrian’s kiss.How was I supposed to forget the way his lips had brushed mine?God. Just remembering it made my face burn. And why had I let him do that? Why didn’t I push him away?“I’m losing my mind! Adrian is Aunt Margaret’s husband. I’ve always treated him like my uncle, haven’t I?”But my heart refused to cooperate… because Adrian’s allure was simply impossible to resist.I stayed under the spray longer than necessary, letting the warmth ground me, calm me. “I have to avoid Adrian. No matter what. He’s off-limits.”Yes. That was the truth. I couldn’t afford to slip. I should be grateful—he and Aunt Margaret gave me a place to live. I needed to be mindful. This was my chance to save money, pay off my debts, and start building a better life.The low hum of the hair dryer filled my room as I t

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“Don't regret it if I don't stop.”Adrian kissed me again. It was deep. Relentless, and it gave me little room to breathe. He devoured every curve of my lips, giving no quarter. I could only follow his lead, unable to match his pace. My mind was a dizzying blur.Including...“Mr. Hale?” My voice broke between the consuming kisses that made my body rigid. I clung to him tightly—more because I desperately needed an anchor. “What are you do—” Before I could finish the sentence, my body lifted. In a split second, my legs automatically wrapped around his waist.“A-Adrian!” I gasped. This position—God—it was too close. Too intimate. Too dangerous.“Relax, Baby.” His voice was low, and his eyes met mine with a playfully knowing look. “I won't drop you.”“I-I'm not scared of falling.” I squeezed my eyes shut. This was... far more insane than the kiss before.Adrian let out a small, warm sigh against my neck. “Then, hold me tighter.”I had no other choice. I wrapped my arms around his shoulder

[8]

I couldn't immediately answer his request. A part of my mind screamed that all of this was wrong. But... somehow, Adrian, hovering above me, was so tempting that I found myself completely unable to refuse.“Please, Baby?” he pleaded, his face etched with desire. “May I?” he asked once more. He repeatedly brushed the tip of his fully erect manhood softly against me, ready to plunge into me with one thrust.I bit my lower lip and finally said, “But... be gentle, Adrian. I hear that the first time can be very painful.”Adrian blinked a few times. “This is… your first time?”I nodded without hesitation.He looked momentarily confused. Was he going to stop? I realized with a pang that I didn't want him to. “You don't need to worr—”“My God, Baby.” He kissed my forehead tenderly. “I promise I will treat you gently. I’m incred

[9] a

“Ugh!” I stretched faintly. The morning greeted me with a soft light pushing through my window curtains—and a dull ache in my thighs. I paused for a moment, trying to process what exactly had happened to my body.How… I went swimming that afternoon, which ended with me hiding because Ethan showed up. Then dinner with Adrian, which somehow ended with him carrying me to my room. Peeling off each other’s clothes and…I immediately shot up into a sitting position. The wave of last night’s memory hit me like a rush of hot, shameless tide. His touches. The way he handled me. His kisses were so tender yet so demanding. And the looked in his eyes as he watched me. Oh, I couldn’t possibly forget the way he uttered my name, as if I were the only thing in the world he ever truly wanted. Even though everything we did was so completely… wrong.I covered my face with both hands. “My God… Leah, what did you do last night?”Hesitantly, I pulled back the blanket that covered part of my body—I was nake

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