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The Rules Were Never Meant for Me (Ian's POV)

Ian's POVThis bastard really didn’t care whether he lived or died.I stared at him for a few seconds. He looked calm. Too calm.Then I hit him.My first punch slammed into his face. Hard. His head snapped to the side.I didn’t stop.I hit him again. And again.My knuckles burned. Blood appeared immediately, running from the corner of his mouth down his chin.One of my guys grabbed his shoulders, forcing him to stay on his knees.Carter couldn’t dodge this time.I kept hitting him until my own breathing turned heavy. Until my chest rose and fell hard. Until my hands shook, not from exhaustion, but from satisfaction.And the sick part?He was still laughing.Not loud. Just a low, broken sound, mixed with blood.I stopped, my eyes on him.“You can still laugh?” I asked.Carter lifted his face slightly. Blood dripped from his lip.“Yeah,

Última atualização : 2026-02-17

What I Let Happen

Aaron's POVI shut the bathroom door with my shoulder.I’d taken the arm sling off earlier and left it on the bed. My arm felt heavier without it. The pain lingered, dull and persistent.I turned on the shower with one hand.Water hit the tile, cold at first, then warming as steam crept up.I stepped under it, letting the water run over my back and chest, careful to keep it off my right side. Even the smallest movement made the muscles tighten.Damn it.I reached for the body wash with my left hand, clumsy and slower than it shoud've been.I hated this.Bennett had taken enough from me years ago. Now he was trying to take whatever was left.Water streamed down my stomach. The old scar on my left side showed faintly, a rough line that never fully faded.That knife should’ve killed me.It didn’t.I let out a slow breath and shut the shower off.This wasn’t the time

Última atualização : 2026-02-17

It Was Only Practical

Angela's POVThat morning, I found myself standing in front of his door again.I told myself it was purely practical. His arm was still injured. Anyone would struggle doing things one-handed.At least, that’s what I kept repeating in my head.Still… I hesitated before knocking.He had never been particularly kind to me.And yet... here I was, helping him anyway.After a few seconds, I finally knocked.The door opened moments later.Aaron stood there, already dressed for work. My gaze dropped to his tie. The knot was uneven. I stepped closer and straightened it.That was when he spoke.“About your acting project,” he said. “Take it. I won’t stop you.”I frowned. “You’re… not against it?”Our eyes met. His expression stayed cool. Measured.“Don’t misunderstand,” he said. “This isn’t approval.

Última atualização : 2026-02-18

Between Fear and Obsession

Angela's POVThe driver’s door of the black car opened slowly. A familiar figure stepped out.Ian Bennett.Shit.I shoved my own car door open and got out fast, closing the distance between us.My palm slammed into his face before he could say a word. Hard.Ian’s head snapped to the side. His hand came up reflexively, fingers brushing his cheek.I was already standing right in front of him.“That,” I said, my voice shaking with barely restrained fury, “is for almost killing us.”For a moment, he didn’t move.Then he turned back slowly.His face tightened, jaw clenched, eyes dark. His chest rose and fell in heavy breaths. Then he laughed.Not warm. Just a low, broken chuckle that made my skin crawl.“You know,” he said quietly, the remnants of laughter still clinging to his voice, “How many people regret ever doing that to

Última atualização : 2026-02-18

To Submit or to Run

Angela’s POVI took a slow breath.“You brought me here. What is it you actually want to say?”Ian leaned back in his chair, a faint smile playing at the corner of his mouth.“Nothing,” he said lightly. “I just wanted lunch with you. That’s all.”I leaned forward slightly. “Fine. Then I’ll get straight to the point.”“What did you do to Aaron ten years ago?” I asked. “The wound on his left side, that was you, wasn’t it?”Silence stretched between us until Ian laughed.Not loud. Just a low sound that made my stomach tighten, like he was enjoying this as a joke.“Yes,” he said finally, without hesitation.“I remember his face when the knife went into his stomach.”He chuckled softly.“He looked shocked,” he said. “I liked that expression.”He shrugged. &ld

Última atualização : 2026-02-19

A Noose Around My Neck

Angela's POVThe moment I got into the car, I locked the doors. Only then did I finally let out the breath I’d been holding. My hands were shaking as I started the engine.The drive home felt longer than usual. Every red light made my chest tighten. Every car that slowed down beside me sent my heart jumping. I was afraid Ian was following me. His voice kept echoing in my head.Say no… and you’ll find out why that’s a bad idea.He’d always been like that, clinging to the belief that I was never truly free from him.No matter how far I ran, no matter how much time passed, he was always there, waiting for the right moment to take control again.By the time I reached Aaron’s house, the sun was almost gone. I leaned back against the door, closing my eyes.Ian’s words crept back into my thoughts.I don’t regret what I did to him. Not even a little.I should’ve tol

Última atualização : 2026-02-19

Used as Bait

Angela's POVNot long after, a man in a sharply tailored black suit approached, a small earpiece tucked discreetly into his ear.“Miss Angela?” he asked.I nodded.“Mr. Bennett is already inside. Please follow me.”He turned immediately, not waiting for my response.I followed one step behind him. The moment the doors opened, sound rushed in, soft music, scattered applause, the low hum of conversation mixed with laughter.Then a clear, confident voice cut through it all.“Ladies and gentlemen, the current bid stands at five hundred thousand. Do I hear six?”My steps slowed.My eyes instinctively went to the stage. A man who looked like the auctioneer stood in a crisp tuxedo. Behind him, a large screen displayed an abstract painting.I froze.So Ian had dragged me to an auction.The room was thick with power, slick smiles hiding sharper intentions. Men in exp

Última atualização : 2026-02-20

Bidding War

Angela's POVI could feel the air tightening as their rivalry escalated.Aaron raised his paddle again.“One point three.”Ian smirked. “He’s so damn stubborn.”The auctioneer’s voice climbed with excitement. “We have one point three million. Do I hear one point four?”Ian lifted his paddle without hesitation. “One point four.”Soft gasps rippled across a few tables. A woman across from us covered her mouth. This was beyond reason. Insane.I turned toward Aaron.This time, he looked back.Our eyes met.Just for a split second, I caught the anger flashing in his gaze before he lifted his paddle again. “One point five.”The room fell almost silent, then applause erupted. The auctioneer grinned broadly, clearly enjoying the showdown.Ian chuckled under his breath. “You're the reason he's still holding out.”“Stop this, Ian.”The auctioneer called out again. “One point five mill

Última atualização : 2026-02-20

Still His to Claim

Angela's POVThe silence inside the car felt heavy.I shifted slightly, then cleared my throat. In the end, I was the one who spoke, just to break the tension.“Um… you’re not wearing your arm sling.”He didn’t answer. Instead, I noticed the vein standing out on the back of his hand, his fingers gripping the steering wheel too tightly.“I didn’t know you’d be there tonight,” I said finally. Honest. No hidden intent.He stayed quiet.A few seconds passed before his phone vibrated. Aaron pulled it from his pocket without looking at me. I didn’t know what he saw on the screen, but the change in his expression was unmistakable, his jaw tightened, his eyes darkened.Without a word, he started the engine.The sound of it cut through the silence. The car pulled out of the estate, not rushed, but decisive.I chose not to speak.The road stretched dark ahe

Última atualização : 2026-02-21

When My Body Was Enough

Angela's POVHis hand was still locked around my hips, tight enough that I couldn’t move even an inch.“Ahh… Aaron…”His name slipped from my lips, rough and unguarded. My breath hitched as my body writhed helplessly beneath his touch. His tongue kept working, his hands roaming with an intensity that emptied my head of thought.Just as the wave was about to crest, he stopped.I gasped, staring at him, wordless.He leaned in slowly, close enough that his breath brushed the skin beneath my ear.“You’re shaking,” he said low.His touch returned to my thigh, slow and deliberate, just enough to remind me of what he’d been doing, just enough to make me want more.“Your body’s always honest,” he added coldly.His hand traveled upward, from my thigh to my waist, then across my chest. Every touch was intentional, teasing, until his fingers closed fir

Última atualização : 2026-02-21

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