Trouble When You Walked In Novels & Stories

My heart skipped several beats. I could feel my blood flow. "Come in," that voice comes calmly. I am reluctant to walk in instead I wanted to be smart, getting out, just to run through the hallway. Some three men walk in through the little passage. I understand it's a trap at that moment and I am caught in-between. This time, I am so confused on what to do. I have never been handicapped to this extent all my life. There is nowhere I can run to. That moment, the fear of getting hard on Alpha comes to my mind.

LAYLA When Max walked through the doors of the pack house, I knew I was in trouble. I tried to make a hasty exit, maybe come back and apologize when he’s calmed down a bit, but he was too quick. He strode towards me, his expression cold and unforgiving.

But now Victory feels strange when it comes wrapped in tension. And I go to close the door it shuts softly behind me, I cant tell if Im walking into gratitude— or trouble.

Not the way they did. And right now, I was depending on someone I didn’t trust to get me into a room I wasn’t invited into… to do something that could easily blow up in my face. I exhaled slowly, trying to steady myself. Focus. Just focus. Get in first. Everything else comes after. But still,I checked the time again. And this time, it hit harder. Because the longer this walk took, The more it felt like I was already behind. We reached the door at the far end of the building. It wasn’t anything like the main entrance. No polished glass. No welcoming lights. No quiet luxury.

Lately, I've found myself making more mistakes than usual, and it's starting to terrify me. I can’t help but wonder if I’ve already ruined my chances—whatever they were. I don’t know what’s happening to me. I used to be focused, sharp, and reliable. But now? It's like everything crumbles the moment he walks into the room.

As I struggled, I heard the door open and turned around to see Zavier walking in. But as I struggled with the zipper, I heard a sound and turned around to see Zavier walking in, dressed in a dashing tuxedo. His eyes met mine, and I felt a rush of heat coursing through my body. I tried to maintain my composure, but his presence made it difficult.

robot Pankaj: Kitten, oops sorry Miss. Harshal, I didn't mean to hurt your pride or scare u, I just want to tease you for the wink. u did, and without saying anything u ran away from the hall. So just I want to tease u a little, and firstly I never went close to any women or allowed any women close to me but seeing you and your chubby face I can't control it so I did that stuff, don't take me in the wrong way, I m sorry what I did, please forgive me.

I also watch my step because I don’t want cuts on my feet again. Some people call this the walk of shame; I call it the stride of pride. My back is still a little sore, but it isn't anything I haven't felt before. The walk to the bar was swift and easy, and I didn't mind it. If it was any longer, I'd order a ride to the place.

That was all. I tried to walk, but the moment I moved, I felt it. The heels. Heavy. Strange. Unnatural on my feet. I frowned slightly, almost stumbling before I steadied myself. Right… I wasn’t used to this. I had never worn anything like this in my life. Still, I forced myself forward. Step by step. The door opened, and I followed them out.

I would only stand by the door, I won't enter or anything. My feet are small and quiet, I know I have been told that I am like a ghost in the house and years of practice made me invisible but sometimes, I forget people aren't used to it. When I appeared at his doorway, I knew he hadn't heard me coming, I knew because I walked in on one of the worst moments I could have possibly stuck myself in and instead of reacting like a normal human being who was shocked, embarrassed and ran away. I instead stopped and stared.