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No undoing

Aurora’s POVI didn’t know how long I sat on my sofa, just staring at the wall, my heart hammering so loud I was sure anyone could hear it. My fingers shook as I clutched my phone, staring at the blank screen. Everything from the kitchen replayed in my head—the way my heart had threatened to explode, the way Damien had moved so quickly, like nothing could faze him, like he hadn’t just almost been caught having sex with his best friend’s daughter in her own father’s kitchen.But the worst part wasn’t that.The worst part was me. My body. Me being completely exposed, vulnerable, and unprotected.I wasn’t on birth control. And he had come inside me.I was fucked.Literally.I couldn’t think. I couldn’t breathe. The panic clawed at my chest like a live thing. I needed to do something. And the something was obvious. I had to get post-pills. Immediately.I grabbed my bag and threw in a hoodie, my purse, and my phone.I just ran out the door, heart hammering with every step, barely thinking.

Last Updated : 2026-02-28

Club

_Aurora’s POV_My phone vibrated on the table, the screen lighting up with the caller ID, Father. My stomach twisted. Great. Just what I needed—him calling now.I grabbed it, my fingers trembling, and stared at the name. My thumb hovered over the green button. I didn’t want to answer. I didn’t want to hear what he’d say, how he’d sound, how his voice would make everything feel real again.He would be so disappointed in me.And I had no choice but to pick up his call.“Hello?” I said finally, my voice small.It hadnt even been so long, and he had seen it already “Aurora, I saw…” His voice was tight, controlled. “I saw the image. Explain. Now.”I felt my chest constrict. “I… I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I lied quickly. My mind scrambled for something plausible, something believable.I didn’t know what to say to him. Had he already called Damien? Did Damien say anything to him?Fuck I didn’t know how to react. “You don’t know what you’re talking about?” he said, disbelief

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Trapped

_Aurora’s POV_How does one go from getting fucked in their father’s kitchen, to panicking and drinking postpills, and then being on the internet for getting said post pills, snd end up in the club with her father’s best friend staring at her?If you needed help doing that, congratulations. You’ve come to the right person.The music pulsed through my chest, deafening and rhythmic, trying to drown out everything else—Damien, the post-pill photo, my father’s calls, my own spiraling thoughts—but it wasn’t enough. My body moved to the beat, my arms raised, hips swaying. My hands gripped my drink like it was a lifeline, the alcohol burning down my throat as if it could somehow burn away the mess in my brain.I was trying to forget. That was all. Forget everything. For one night, maybe two, just escape myself.Because I was really going insane with everything that was happening around me. And then I saw him.Damien. He was standing across the crowded, sweaty floor, his eyes locked on me l

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A Dom that wasn’t Damien

_Aurora’s POV_I wasn’t sure why Damien had stayed at the club instead of leaving me to whatever fleeting sense of freedom I thought I could find on my own. But there he was, sitting in the shadows of a VIP booth, dark eyes scanning the crowd, patient, calm, calculating. Watching. Waiting.I rolled my eyes and muttered under my breath, trying to ignore him. Fine, I told myself. If he wants to sit and watch me, that’s his problem. I’m here to dance, to drink, to forget.I pushed through the crowd, letting the bass shake through my chest, letting the heat of the bodies around me blur my thoughts. I grabbed a drink, taking a long pull, feeling it burn and numb at the same time. I needed that. I needed everything to feel less like reality and more like some fleeting escape from the chaos Damien had created in my life.I moved to the center of the floor, swaying to the music, letting my arms move, letting my hair fall wild around my shoulders. I told myself I wasn’t going to think about Da

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Cars and Orgasms

_Aurora’s POV_ I was curled up on my sofa, phone in hand, scrolling aimlessly through the never-ending loop of social media, when a knock sounded on my door. “Who is it?” I called, my voice a little groggy from the late night and the lingering adrenaline of everything that had happened recently. I didn’t have a lifr now or friends who could surpise me, so who could it be? “Jerald, ma’am,” came the familiar voice of Damien’s driver. Jerald? What was he doing here? The answer came next time, “The boss sent you something.” My heart skipped a beat. “The boss?” I muttered under my breath. Damien. Of course it was Damien. My chest fluttered nervously. I hadn’t even been expecting him today—or anything from him. I threw off my blanket and padded over to the door, opening it slowly. Jerald was standing there, expression neutral, hands clasped behind his back. “It’s outside,” he said simply. “He asked me to make sure you saw it.” “Outside?” My curiosity spiked. My mind immediat

Last Updated : 2026-02-28

Gymmm

_Aurora’s POV_The house was too quiet and for the first time in my life I hated it.It was stupid, because this was what I used to want. Silence. Freedom. Space where Damien’s presence wasn’t everywhere—watching, controlling, knowing.Now it just felt… empty.I used to go to work every morning, and now I had nothing to do.He had left that morning for his business trip. Three days, he said. Only three days. His voice had been calm, like it was nothing. Like he wasn’t rearranging my entire existence just by stepping on a plane.“You don’t have to come to work while I’m away,” he told me.I had frowned at him. “Why?”He shrugged, adjusting his watch like this conversation didn’t matter. “Do something you’ve always wanted to do.”That was it.No explanation. No order. No condition.Just that.Do something you’ve always wanted to do. It annoyed me more than it should have.Because the truth was, I didn’t even know what that was anymore.For so long, my life had been survival. School. My

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Like a brother

_Aurora’s POV_The second time I saw Adrian, it wasn’t an accident.It was intentional.That alone should have scared me.I had spent the entire morning pretending I wasn’t thinking about it. Pretending I wasn’t aware of the time. Pretending I wasn’t choosing my outfit more carefully than necessary.It was just the gym.Just me working out and he was just a stranger. Nothing more, and nothing less. And yet, when I stepped inside and my eyes immediately searched for him without my permission, I knew I was lying to myself.He was already there, standing near the free weights.He had on a black shirt and grey joggers. Sleeves rolled up just enough to expose his forearms. His back was to me, muscles shifting under the fabric as he lifted.He looked… solid..Like he belonged in his body.But I think Damien looked hotter, I clicked my tongue and looked away. I was training my back and biceps this time, another workout routine gotten from Poppi, a gym rat I was stalking on Instagram. She

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Avoidant

_Aurora’s POV_Damien came back on Tuesday.I knew because someone texted the group chat.Boss is back. Schedule resumes tomorrow.That was it.No personal message. No calls. No request for me to come and see him and no Jerald popping up on my door. Nothing.I stared at my phone for a long time, waiting for something else to appear.It didn’t.Which was strange.Because we had been getting so used to each other, and we had been apart for a while. I thought he was going to call. “You are not in a romantic relationship with your boss Aurora.” A tiny voice in my head reminded me and I let out a breath.I told myself I didn’t care. I told myself it didn’t matter. I told myself I liked the space.So why did it feel like something had been taken from me?I went to work the next day.The building looked the same.I walked through the lobby, heels clicking against the floor, posture straight, face blank.I was trying to be professional.. Exactly what I was supposed to be.The receptionist

Last Updated : 2026-02-28

Do you want to die

_Aurora’s POV_Adrian was the CEO of Damien’s rival company. Not their manager or an executives he wasnt just someone important. He was the most important person to them. And he was staring at me like he knew exactly what he was doing.My heart slammed violently against my ribs, each beat louder than the last.This couldn’t be real. This couldn’t be happening.This was the man who had stood behind me at the squat rack and told me to breathe.The man who had laughed when I accidentally drank his water.The man who had watched me like I was something soft.And now he sat at the head of a long glass table, dressed in a charcoal suit that probably cost more than a lot, looking nothing like what I had been used to.He was cold and oooked untouchable. Except I had touched him. And he had touched me too. Damien stepped fully into the room beside me, his presence immediately shifting the air. It was subtle, but powerful. Like a storm rolling in quietly before anyone realized they were abo

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I hate you

_Aurora’s POV_Adrian laughed.It didn’t sound forced as he threw his head back, chuckling deeply.Like Damien hadn’t just threatened his life like this was nothing.Like Damien was nothing.“Relax,” Adrian said lightly, leaning back in his chair. “I was only making an offer.”Only.The word hung in the air like poison. He knew it wasnt just an offer when he tried to steal me from my boss right in front of my boss. Damien didn’t laugh, he didn’t find it funny and he didn’t move.He didn’t blink.He just stared at him.And I felt it. That quiet, terrifying anger Damien carried so well.Adrian’s eyes shifted to me again, softer now. Almost curious.Like he was trying to understand something. Like he didn’t believe my answer. But he didn’t argue.He didn’t push. Not here. Not in front of Damien.“Of course,” Adrian said simply. “I respect loyalty.”Loyalty.He stood, buttoning his suit jacket with slow precision. Damien stood too.They faced each other again. Two men who wanted control.

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