Two Nights After Marcus LeftTyrone’s private residence — after midnight The city was asleep. From Tyrone’s penthouse, the skyline stretched like a jeweled belt of heat and shadows. The glass doors were cracked open, letting the summer breeze drift in.…
The day was routine—on the surface. Tyrone was in his office reviewing a new acquisition deal, Daniel was at his desk outside, quiet and efficient. The air was charged with the afterglow of the night before, and Daniel carried it…
A light rain had started to fall as Evelyn pulled onto the winding gravel road leading to Jack Johnson’s cabin. The rhythmic hiss of the tires on wet stone mirrored the unease in her chest. She hadn’t planned on coming…
She looks like the girl next door—if your neighborhood was laced with danger, louboutins, and late-night cravings that could ruin your life. Tiffany Love isn’t shy about what she wants. Blonde ambition, ice-cold gaze, and curves built for sin—she’s the…
The mountain air was thick with summer; woodsmoke curled from Jack’s outdoor firepit, dancing between the trees like ghosts of past lovers. Inside the cabin, the air was even hotter. Evelyn and Elena hadn’t spoken much after the earlier confrontation…