LOGIN“I never let go,” he says to her, voice deep and intoxicating. “After you, there’ll be no one else. I’m going to want all of you. Every part of you, Sophia.” ~ Alexander Thorne is vice—danger wrapped in billions, immorality, and a smile that feels like sin. And unfortunately for Sophia Rose, he’s the man she’s been arranged to marry. Sophia may be young, spoiled, and rich, but she’s done having her life dictated for her. With her father’s crumbling empire and society waiting to feast on their downfall, she’s got only two escape routes: RUN or be SOLD. No one warned her that Alexander would become her weakness. She shouldn’t want a man like him. Marrying him shouldn’t even be an option. But, Alexander is so deliciously irresistible. He makes it his mission to claw his way into her heart, her thoughts, her fears. Every private moment with him leaves her breathless, wanting more, and tangled deeper in his hands. By the time she realizes that he’s the thorn that will ruin her, she’s far too trapped to run. ~ Content Warning: This book contains mature and sensitive themes, including sexual sins, exploitation, and manipulation, addiction, trauma, violence, and emotional struggles. These topics are portrayed with honesty and care. Characters wrestle with serious issues on their journey to healing and light. Intimate scenes are sensual but not explicit. Please, read with discernment.
View More“Let me touch you the way you touched me…” He began after a pause. “Take off your bra, Sophia.”
Were these the words that changed everything for Sophia? I think not. This twisted, yet beautiful chase started way before this day. Way before she ever found out that she was arranged to marry him in seventy-four days.
‘He said no sex until we get married, but why are we doing this?’ Sophia thought, as her head went white with shock. Despite her attraction to her fiancé, she couldn’t believe what was happening.
“Come here.” He said.
“I’ve not—”
“It’s okay. Just come.”
She obeyed, moved slowly, and sat back in his lap.
But he wrapped his arms around her. Her body grew tense instantly. Unsure and wanting, she clenched her fist.
“Relax, Sophia,” he whispered while pulling her against his chest and noting the rapid rise and fall of hers. “You have nothing to be worried about… You made me feel good. I want to make you feel better… Okay?”
She nodded without meaning to.
Despite the noise in her head, in a few minutes, she did as he asked—peeled off her bra and chose to feel better.
After all, what was she expecting when she followed a seducer home? A week ago, he’d given her a teaser. Eight months ago, he’d given her his number.
“You done?”
“Mm,” She could only mumble.
“Sit with your knees out. Back against my chest.”
Sophia did so clumsily.
The second his bare hands slithered into her dress from the halter opening, her breath fractured.
He covered her completely.
Her hands lifted to touch his, to slow him a little. But—
“Don’t do anything until I say you should,” he breathed in her ear. “Just feel.”
A moan came out of her. Heat filled her up, and soon, she started to melt.
He talked her through it, praised her through it, and stayed as her guide as she experienced something new.
It felt wrong yet wonderful at the same time.
“Don’t stop moving… ” He murmured just before her body went still.
Piece by piece, she was losing brain cells. Every inch of her felt tuned to him, helpless. But he wasn’t relenting just yet.
“Grip my leg, Soph…”
She couldn’t feel her hands. She was almost gone.
He kissed her cheek.
Sluggishly, her hands found his thigh, holding on as she sighed.
“Glide.” His voice dropped, scraping sinfully down her spine. “Easy, slowly…”
And this was all it took to blur the line between choice and obedience.
She moved when he pushed her forward. If only she knew that after this, resistance would no longer be simple.
“That’s my girl.” He whispered, stroking her arms gently. He’d successfully let her into his world and planted a seed of obsession in her.
From this day, Pandora’s box opened up, and by the time Sophia understood what escaped, the wrong eyes were already watching.
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One week ago…
Sophia’s POV~19:10: Dinnertime~Classic piano tunes travel to my ears from a distance. I run my palms over the ruffles of my dress as I take slow steps after the female staff who came to get me from our suite.The path is dimly lit and quiet. Vintage and classical decorative pieces animate the hotel passages.We get to the arched entryway, and she stops. I pause and meet her smiling gaze. Gesturing in, she says, “He’s waiting for you over there.”My eyes shift in the direction of her hand and land on a stunning dark-haired Alexander in a long-sleeved midnight blue shirt and white pants, legs crossed, with a foot dangling in suede coffee-brown bit loafers. Seated in the corner of the private space, he holds his phone in his right hand, typing as he sips water from a glass. He’s had his hair restyled elegantly to the back. My heart skips and begins a marathon. I turn to the staff and murmur, “Thank you.”“The pleasure is mine. Have a lovely evening,” she answers and turns to leave.
Sophia’s POVGarvey brings the car to a stop.Still in Alexander’s lap, I fix my eyes on the right window, staring at a fancy cream building.GEORGIA ‘N’ GEORGINA.I know this place. It’s a fine dining establishment. I’ve been here once with my parents. It was an experience of a lifetime.Alexander’s hands lazily drop in my lap. He sits upright, bringing his face to my right ear to whisper, “It’s time to feed you.” I lean into his chest, slipping my hands into his and staring at his lips without shame, unable to hide that the whole drive here had me in my feels. He prods my ribs and kisses my cheek instead, tickling me again. “Let’s go have lunch.”I push myself forward, smiling silly and wide as I get off his lap. I wish I didn’t have to.He scoffs with a smirk and exits the car first. I smooth my hair and dress inside the car, watching as he adjusts my purse on his body. Then he stretches a hand to me. I take it and let him help me out of the car.Unable to stop blushing, I twist
Sophia’s POVAlexander nods in response.The female attendant turns to me, wearing a pleasant smile, “Hello, Miss Sophia.”“Hello,” I mutter.“This way, please,” she says, ushering us inside with her hands.Alexander puts his arm around my waist and takes the first step after the attendant, who leads us somewhere.Shoppers stop to stare at us; uniformed attendants pause to smile and greet Alexander, then greet me. Our path is cleared faster than I can blink. Heat prickles my cheeks as I’m filled with an awareness of how much attention my man commands.He turns to meet my eyes. His fingers strum on my waist as he holds my gaze, sending light, tickling sensations through me. He doesn’t care that eyes are on us. A tiny giggle escapes my lips. I put my face against his arm, and he shifts his fingers to my elbow, giving it a gentle stroke.Always tickling me every chance he gets.The attendant pushes a door for us. It’s labeled: VIP. She holds the door open, we go in, and she shuts it.Pri
Sophia’s POVHe stands still, eyes fixed on mine, with a black medium-sized suitcase in his grip. My purse still hangs across his body. His eyes drop to the picture frame in my hand, and tears finally leak out of my eyes.Choking, I palm my face with my right hand, breaking down in tears.“Sophia?” He calls softly.In a few seconds, my head is pulled against his hard chest. I shut my eyes and pull the frame to my chest.“What is it?”I shake my head, sobbing. Frame still in my grip, my arms go around him. He does the same, pulling me closer with his arms wrapped around my back. He strokes it with gentleness as I keep sniffling.A memory rushes into my mind: that CEOs and Business Owners Charity Gala—the words he uttered when he dedicated his CEO of the Year Award to me.‘Without knowing, she gave me the push I didn’t know I needed… You’re my reason and will to keep going forward… When I thought I’d drown, life gave you to me…’I couldn’t make sense of it at that time. I thought I didn
Sophia’s POVHe’s got nipple piercings, a back half-full of tattoos, smokes cigars, swore never to get married, but says he’s marrying me in October.I’m the first woman he’s invited into his penthouse and bedroom; he kisses like a sinner and promises to show me things I can’t handle yet. He lies ef
Sophia’s POVAlexander’s calmness fills the elevator like gravity. I stare at my reflection against the panel—blonde hair secured in a neat bun, my teal silk skater dress falling perfectly—a 360-degree improvement from the last time I was here.He slowly holds my hand and locks our fingers with gen
Sophia’s POV⁓August 25, 2025: Dimitri & Lena’s Wedding Day⁓It’s exactly one week since my failed attempt at running away. One week since my second and best kiss ever. One week since I got reintroduced to Alexander Thorne as his fiancée. And one week of receiving large rose bouquets from him daily.
Alexander Thorne’s POVPhone in hand, I tap a slow rhythm against the steering wheel, my gaze fixed on the pristine lineup of cars in my private garage. My mind is elsewhere.Dimitri left thirty-five minutes ago. I sent Garvey home, too, yet I’ve been seated inside the darkness of this car, waiting.






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