Maddie returned that evening to the seaside suite. Wine glasses were chilled, rose petals scattered across the bedspread, soft music vibrating through the walls. Liana and Mark looked different now—expectant, a tiny tremor of anticipation in their stance. She chose…
The night air rolled in thick with heat, the kind that clung to the skin and refused to leave. Inside the villa, the lights were low. Candles flickered in alcoves, their glow reflecting off marble and gold accents. The space…
It was late afternoon when the heat broke. The thick clouds that had been sitting heavy over the treetops all morning finally gave way, letting shafts of golden sunlight pierce through. Jack stood at the open doors of his workshop,…
The clock read 3:07 AM. The mansion was silent. Everyone was asleep. Skylar’s body still warm against hers, draped lazily across the tangled silk sheets. The windows were cracked, the night breeze rolling in over Maddie’s skin like a whisper…
The morning air was sultry, thick with jasmine and salt. Tyrone stood on the villa balcony, shirtless, sipping black coffee, watching Daniel stretch by the pool below. Daniel’s body had changed in subtle ways since they’d arrived. Tighter. Leaner. More…
Maddie returned that evening to the seaside suite. Wine glasses were chilled, rose petals scattered across the bedspread, soft music vibrating through the walls. Liana and Mark looked different now—expectant, a tiny tremor of anticipation in their stance. She chose…
The night air rolled in thick with heat, the kind that clung to the skin and refused to leave. Inside the villa, the lights were low. Candles flickered in alcoves, their glow reflecting off marble and gold accents. The space…
It was late afternoon when the heat broke. The thick clouds that had been sitting heavy over the treetops all morning finally gave way, letting shafts of golden sunlight pierce through. Jack stood at the open doors of his workshop,…
The clock read 3:07 AM. The mansion was silent. Everyone was asleep. Skylar’s body still warm against hers, draped lazily across the tangled silk sheets. The windows were cracked, the night breeze rolling in over Maddie’s skin like a whisper…
The morning air was sultry, thick with jasmine and salt. Tyrone stood on the villa balcony, shirtless, sipping black coffee, watching Daniel stretch by the pool below. Daniel’s body had changed in subtle ways since they’d arrived. Tighter. Leaner. More…