Andrew
I'm losing myself in her, every stolen glance dragging me down deeper, and the further I fall, the harder it is to climb back. Mia is everywhere, seeping into my mind, haunting my every thought. I'm becoming a stranger to myself, losing my edge, my reason, because one look from her—just a single spark from those eyes—and I'm on fire. It's a fight, a constant war to keep my distance, to pretend like I don't feel the pull of her laughter, the curve of her smile. She's driving me mad, her presence like a siren call, tempting me to step off the edge. On that plane, with her so close, every instinct screamed to taste her lips, to break down that last barrier, but I held back. Barely. I don't know how long I can keep doing this, but the urge to resist is slipping through my fingers like sand, and I'm not sure if I even want it to stop.
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Disloyalty
RomanceMia loved him first, but will he be her last? love triangles with simmering office tension, Mia and Andrew's history is a fire long extinguished-or so they thought. Their past burned bright when they were young, but now only bitter ashes remain. th...
