HIM People call me heartless. Maybe they were right. I never cared enough to prove them wrong anyway. Feelings were always meaningless to me. Temporary. Weak. Replaceable. Until her. The moment I saw her for the first time, something inside me shifted. For the first time in years, my heart actually reacted to someone. One look at her... And it skipped a beat. Her innocence draws me in like a dangerous addiction. The softness in her eyes, the purity in her smile, the way she unknowingly destroys my self control every single time she's near me... I've been with countless women before. Models. Socialites. Beautiful faces with empty connections. But she is different. Dangerously different. She is my best friend's little sister. The one woman I should stay away from. But the more I try, the deeper I fall. Because one thing is becoming terrifyingly clear now... She is mine. Only mine. HER I've never seen a man more attractive than him. Everything about him feels dangerous. His hazel eyes are intense enough to make my heart race and my knees weak at the same time. He barely smiles, barely talks, and yet somehow his presence alone affects me more than anyone ever has. After my brother, he's the first man I've ever felt this comfortable around. Everyone says he's cold. Heartless. Untouchable. But I don't believe that. Because behind his guarded eyes and emotionless expressions, I've seen glimpses of someone softer. Someone protective. Someone capable of loving deeply. And every passing day... I feel myself falling harder for him. Even when I know I probably shouldn't. Read the full prologue inside... ✨

"Stop! You can't touch me like this... it's inappropriate," she gasped, her voice trembling as his hand slipped past the waistband of her shorts. "Why, baby girl? Aren't you the same one who's been craving me since we were kids? Besides, I'm your husband," he whispered with a devilish grin, his eyes dark with hunger. "No, you can't do this!" Her voice shook with defiance as she punched his chest, but before she could break free, his large hand covered her mouth, stifling her protests. Sometimes, the raw lust for someone... the need to possess them... can spiral into wicked desires, drowning everything in its path. And nothing-no boundaries, no walls-can stop it. Author's Note: Warning: This story is intended for readers 18+ due to its sensitive content. It contains themes of abuse, manipulation. Please proceed with caution as these elements may be disturbing to some readers. This narrative explores difficult and challenging themes, and I want to ensure that readers are fully aware of the nature of the story before diving in.