LOGINChapter 5 Luna’s POVI burst into the studio that night with my phone still hot from all the alerts. “Did you see this shit, Fabian?” I said, waving the screen at him. “That exposé article is everywhere. They’re calling me your dirty little secret muse. My name is out there now and so is yours.”He grabbed the phone and tossed it aside, pulling me into his chest. “I saw it. The label is pissed and some old rivals are circling. But fuck them. You’re not going anywhere.” His hands roamed down my back and squeezed my ass hard. “This obsession goes both ways. I made you mine and I’ll keep you on top.”We argued for a bit while setting up for rehearsal, voices rising. “I’m scared,” I admitted, pacing in my tight dress that barely covered my thighs. “My career was finally starting and now it feels like I’m just your fuck toy to the world. Are you shaping me or just consuming me whole?”Fabian backed me against the wall, eyes dark. “Both. And you crave it. I hear how you moan my name when
Chapter 4 Luna’s POVI grabbed my sweater, slipped it back on, and stuffed the rest of my things into my bag. My legs still felt unsteady, but I forced myself to act normal as we stepped out of the studio.The parking lot was almost empty.Fabian unlocked his car and glanced at me. “Get in. I’m driving you home.”“You don’t have to.”“I know.”The ride was quiet. Music played softly while the city lights slipped past the windows. Every now and then, I’d catch him looking my way before turning his attention back to the road.When he pulled up outside my apartment, neither of us reached for the door immediately.“Goodnight, Luna,” he said.“Goodnight, Fabian.”The next day, I stood outside his house with my guitar case slung over my shoulder. He opened the front door before I could knock, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.“You’re right on time,” he said, stepping aside to let me in.I walked into the studio that evening, my mind replaying how Fabian had filled me last
Chapter 3 Luna’s POVI showed up for the next rehearsal, my body already buzzing before I even stepped inside the studio. I had barely slept thinking about Fabian’s commands and the way his eyes stripped me bare. “Hey,” I said as I walked in, dropping my bag and peeling off my light jacket to reveal a thin cropped sweater that showed the underside of my tits. “Ready to break me down some more today?”Fabian was already at the board, turning to rake his gaze over me. “You look like you’re asking for it, Luna. Perfect, today we push harder. I want everything out of you. No holding back your real feelings when you sing.”We dove in fast. He had me run the new material over and over, his voice cutting through with orders. “Deeper on that growl. Push it from your chest. Fuck, yes, like that. Now sway those hips while you hit the low part. I want to see how wet it’s making you.”My pussy clenched at his words and I obeyed, singing with my whole body, sweat sliding down my back and between
Chapter 2 Luna’s POVI stood there still catching my breath from that last run through, my tank top damp with sweat and sticking to my breasts, nipples stiff and aching. Fabian’s words hung in the air between us. My pussy was already slick and pulsing from the way he had looked at me the whole time, that hungry stare making my thighs press together without thinking.“Again,” he said, voice rough as he leaned back against the wall, arms crossed over that broad chest. “But this time lose the hesitation. I want to hear you beg through the lyrics.”I nodded, throat tight, and started singing the bridge, pouring everything into it. My hips rolled naturally with the beat and I caught him watching the way my ass moved in these tight jeans. “Like that, Fabian?” I asked between lines, my voice breathy. “Am I giving you what you want now?”He pushed off the wall and walked around me slowly, eyes dragging over every curve. “Closer. Your voice is good but your body is lying to me. Arch your ba
Chapter 1 Luna’s POVI wiped the sweat from my forehead backstage after another shitty backup gig, my throat raw from hitting notes no one in the crowd gave a damn about. Another night blending into the shadows while the headliner soaked up all the screams. My hands still shook as I packed my bag, wondering how much longer I could keep scraping by on these scraps. Rent was due, my fridge was empty, and my voice felt like it was cracking under everything that had been happening. That’s when my phone buzzed with a message from my manager. “Fabian Cross wants you. Private rehearsals at his studio tomorrow. Don’t fuck this up.”My stomach dropped. Fabian Cross. The man whose albums I wore out as a teenager, whose voice could make panties drop from across an arena. Twenty years older, with that rough jawline and those piercing eyes that made women forget their own names. I’d heard the stories, the ones about his control, the way he demanded perfection and got it every single time. Pe
Chapter 5Sofia’s POVAlessandro took the note without a word. His eyes hardened as he reached for his phone.“Lock down every entrance,” he ordered. “Double the guards. Nobody comes in or out without my approval.”He ended the call and dialed another number. “Find out who sent that message. I want names before sunrise.”His men scattered immediately.When the room finally emptied, he turned to me. “You’ve had enough for tonight.”He walked me to my bedroom, waited until I was under the covers, then brushed a strand of hair from my face.“Sleep. I’ll keep watch.”***“You bastards are using my own family’s name to come after me now?” I shouted over the sound of gunfire echoing through the compound as I crouched beside Alessandro behind an overturned table in the main hall. Bullets shattered glass everywhere and my heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my bones. Blood splattered the floor from one of his men who had taken a hit. The attack had come fast and vicious with rivals pou
Chapter 5 Irene’s POV“What’s this?” my stepfather demanded, holding up my silk robe. “Irene, you left your robe in my study like it’s your damn bedroom?”I shrugged, heart racing. “I was feeling hot, so I left it there before going to shower.”“Really? Or is there something else I should know?”“
Chapter 4Irene’s POVI slipped out of the study and went straight to my room before my stepfather could walk in.The fear of getting caught just made me want Victor more. Every secret text, every quick touch in the hallway when my stepfather was just around the corner turned me on so much I could
Chapter 3Irene’s POV“What the hell were you doing down there?” my stepfather asked sharply.“Nothing. I couldn’t sleep, so I took a walk around the house,” I replied nonchalantly.“Nothing? Dressed like that when Victor is still here?” His eyes narrowed as I went upstairs.Victor appeared in the
Chapter 2Irene’s POVThe next few days were hell. Every time Victor came over for those late-night meetings, the air in the house felt thick.I could barely breathe around him. My n!pples would tighten the second I heard his voice in the hallway. My p*ssy stayed wet, like my body still remembered







