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Screaming in Dior

Reina’s POVThe hand dragged me up by my hair like I was nothing more than a rag doll. A high-pitched scream ripped through my throat before I could stop it.It was her.The same woman I’d seen hanging off Roman’s arm that first time we met — runway-model tall, legs for days, cheekbones sculpted by Greek gods, and dressed in some ridiculous couture that didn’t belong anywhere outside of a magazine. She was the one who showed up at the hospital, all fake smiles and crocodile sympathy, acting like she had any business being there.And now she had a fistful of my hair and murder in her eyes.“YOU PATHETIC LITTLE GOLD DIGGER!” she screeched, nails like daggers as she yanked me down again. “HOW DARE YOU?!”I clawed at her wrist, vision swimming, rage boiling hot and thick in my chest. “Get your hands off me, psycho!”But she was relentless, face twisted in unhinged fury. “He’s mine! He’s always been mine! You think putting a ring on your finger means anything?! You think this is real?! You

Two Fake Husbands

Reina’s POVIt happened in the blink of an eye.The moment I turned, my knees nearly gave out. My chest felt too tight, like my ribs were squeezing in on my heart. Roman stood close, his brows pinched together, concern in his eyes. But I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t even breathe. My eyes were locked across the distance—on him.Roman frowned, stepping in front of me. “Reina? You okay?”My voice barely worked. “Joshua…”Roman’s brows pinched together as he followed my gaze. “Who’s that? Do you know him?” He asked softly.I nodded, unable to form full words, my throat dry. “Joshua. He’s Joshua."There he stood.Older.Not as the vibrant young man I once knew but... alive. Bearded. Leaner. A little rough around the edges. Like someone who’d been kept in a basement for weeks with only shadows and silence for company. His eyes—haunted, sunken, but burning with the same fire.My legs moved on instinct.I didn’t care about the people around us or the fact that Roman’s hand reached out to stop me.

Am I the Storm?

Reina’s POVIt was like watching three hurricanes collide in the middle of a coffee shop patio.Roman’s fists were clenched. Joshua’s fingers were still laced in mine. Vanessa was screaming like she was auditioning for American Psycho: The Musical.And me?I was somewhere in the center of the wreckage, unable to breathe.“Excuse me?” Roman said low, taking a step forward, voice like broken glass. “You want to run that line back, tough guy?”Joshua moved too, dropping my hand with a purpose that made my stomach churn. “I said, she’s not staying married to you. This wasn’t even a real thing. I know Reina better than you do and I’m back to finish what I couldn’t do. So, back off.”“Wow,” Vanessa laughed, clapping like this was Bravo’s reunion special. “This is rich. So how do you feel caught in between two human pit bulls?”“Vanessa—” Roman snapped, but she cut him off with a raised finger.“No, you don’t get to talk. You lied to me, Roman. You said she was just your neighbor the first t

Into the Quiet

Reina’s POVI sat there long after Joshua left, the street slowly emptying of its noise and commotion.The echo of his words still throbbed in my chest like a bruise that wouldn’t fade.“You used me. And you will pay for it.”Maybe… maybe he was right.Maybe that is all I know how to do—hurt the people who try to love me.I pulled my knees up onto the bench, hugging them as tightly as I could, trying to make myself smaller, invisible. I’d tried to survive, to do what I had to. But somewhere along the way, I became the very thing I used to run from.A liar.A destroyer. A fucking opportunist.A selfish, broken thing trying to crawl her way out of quicksand with bloodied hands.Joshua was angry. Of course he was. And his feelings? They were valid.God, so valid.I shouldn't have involved him. I should have kept to myself. But how could I when I was barely holding on? When the lines between survival and manipulation blurred so fast I couldn’t see anymore?I bowed my head as a gust of col

My Price

Cassian’s POVI circled the bed like a wolf circling prey. My sweatpants hung dangerously low, barely clinging to my hips, my arousal unmistakable — a slow, painful throb I didn’t bother hiding.Reina Vale. My sweet, infuriating distraction.She thought she could run from me. Run? From me after promising her body to me?I let out a low, dark chuckle, dragging a hand slowly over her exposed thigh. The red lace I’d dressed her in suited her far too well — sinful and delicate. I'd stripped her bare myself earlier, inch by inch, before sliding the lingerie onto her. That moment alone had nearly broken my control.But the real entertainment had come before. The chase was getting predictable, and boredom is a dangerous thing in my world. So I released Joshua. Her “husband.” Or whatever role she had once convinced herself he played. I’d saved him, locked him up like a trinket — then set him free just to watch it all fall apart.I had Leon on video call the entire time. Every scream, every co

Burning for Her

Cassian’s POV The hidden door clicked shut behind me, sealing away the girl I couldn’t stop thinking about. My feet sank into the plush carpet of my bedroom, but I didn’t stop—made straight for the bathroom, ripping the sweatpants off as I went. The shower roared to life. I stepped in without hesitation, letting the scorching water punish my skin. Steam curled around me like smoke from hell, but it did nothing to ease the ache in my cock. It wasn’t just a dull throb now—it was the kind of need that made me want to bury myself in something tight and wet until sundown. My mind flickered back to Reina. Bent over. Naked. Her moans echoing in my skull like a goddamn prayer. She was under the influence, sure. But there was no mistaking it—she wanted it. Loved it. The way she clung to me, begged for more. The taste of her still lingered on my tongue. “Fuck,” I muttered, dragging my hand through my hair. “I might have a problem.” I was hard again just picturing her tangled in my sh

The Way She Breaks for Me

Cassian’s POVShe stirred.Barely.Her breath hitched, soft and slow, like she wasn’t sure where she was yet—but I knew the moment her body realized I was near. I could feel it in the way she tensed under the blindfold. I stood there in silence, watching her for a moment, soaking in the way her skin flushed and how her lips parted like she might speak.She didn’t need to.I’d already decided what this night would be.She was mine.No safewords. No mercy.Just pure surrender.I led her forward, slow and careful. Her steps were unsteady—still sleepy, off balance, completely naked. She giggled, voice warm and tipsy. “Where are we going?” she asked, slurring just a bit like the edges of her were frayed. I didn’t answer. I liked her like this—half-lucid, soft and open, trusting me with the darkness.I stopped her in the middle of one of my favorite places.The far corner of the room—low-lit, always kept immaculate—was where the velvet bled into steel. A deep gray panel of the wall had bee

Beautiful Damage

Cassian’s POVI pressed the wheel to her shoulder first. Just a whisper of contact. She shivered instantly.Then I dragged it down, slow and steady. Across the curve of her breast. Along her ribs. Over her belly. A thousand tiny needles danced over her skin, electric and biting, and she couldn’t tell if she wanted to squirm away or lean into it.She whimpered—soft, broken.I smiled.The wheel traced a lazy path down her thigh, skipping her center entirely just to tease. I pressed harder this time, letting the teeth bite more deeply. Not enough to break skin—just enough to make her gasp.Her head fell back against the wall, breath ragged, nipples taut, thighs trembling.And still, I wasn’t finished.I circled her navel slowly, then brought it down between her legs—not touching yet. Just hovering. Letting her feel the anticipation like a pulse in the dark.“Tell me you want it,” I whispered.She did.And the wheel began to turn.Her moan echoed in my chest, low and trembling, when I dra

What Happened on Thursday?

Reina’s POVI woke up with my head pounding like a war drum. Every throb echoed behind my eyes, rattling my skull. I tried to stretch, but pain shot through my entire body like a current ripping through frayed wires.“Ahh—” I groaned, recoiling and burying my head deeper into the pillow, my breath coming out in ragged huffs. Every inch of me hurt—my thighs, my calves, even the muscles under my ribs. It was like I’d run a marathon and then been run over by the damn finish line.My legs ached, trembling as if they carried the weight of two lives. And the pulsing between my thighs—sharp, sore, tender—was almost unbearable. I winced as I shifted, pressing my knees together instinctively.‘What the hell…’ I whispered, clutching my forehead as I swung my legs over the side of the bed. My feet met cold wooden floors. My whole body trembled, unsteady, as I staggered to my feet. The walls spun, the dim lighting tilting with them.Where am I?I looked around, heart kicking into high gear. The f

A Stranger in My Skin

Reina’s POVFor a moment, I stood frozen in the doorway—Roman staring back at me, disheveled and desperate. My pulse thundered in my ears, the air thick with something I couldn’t name.He’s the only one who knows about this place—besides Mr. Marcello and the police. So could he have…?A chilling thought slammed into me. What if…?I looked up at him, my eyes wide, heart thudding like a war drum.Then I moved—fast.I slammed the door—Or tried to.His leg shot out, fast as a snake, jamming itself between the door and the frame with brutal force. The wood groaned. He shoved hard, muscles straining, face twisted with something I couldn’t quite read—and didn’t want to.“No!” I shrieked, pushing with all my weight.But it was useless.The door burst open under the pressure, slamming into the wall with a deafening crack.I staggered backward, panic splintering through my chest. My knees gave out.Oh God, is he trying to hurt me?Did he already?I hit the floor hard, breath knocked from my lu

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