The cold press of steel against her forehead was nothing compared to the fire blazing in his eyes. His fingers, calloused and commanding, dug into her waist as though she might vanish if he loosened his grip. Her breath came out in ragged, uneven bursts, but her chin lifted, trembling yet defiant, meeting the monster in front of her head-on. The gun didn't waver, but his eyes did. "Kill me.," she whispered, her voice breaking like glass. Her plea was not born of weakness but of exhaustion - a soul battered too long by a storm she never chose. Tears clung stubbornly to her lashes but didn't fall. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing her break. For a heartbeat, silence pulsed between them, louder than any gunshot. His thumb brushed against her skin - not gently, but like a warning, a claim. The metal against her forehead was ice; his palm at her waist burned. She closed her eyes, almost welcoming the darkness she thought would follow. But nothing came. No shot. No release. Only his ragged breath, heavy with something she couldn't name. "Say it again," he growled, voice low, dangerous, and rough. Her eyes snapped open, tears flowing like a free river through her eyes, and for the first time she saw it - the crack in his armor. He hated her for asking, hated himself for hesitating. "I said KILL ME. PLEASE just do it," she repeated, louder this time, as though her words could pierce through whatever war was raging inside him. "I-I can't go through this anyy-m-more." And for the first time in his life, the man who never blinked at blood, at screams, at endings, faltered. His finger tightened on the trigger. His grip on her waist tightened too. The world narrowed down to this moment - predator and prey, sin and innocence, violence and something dangerously close to longing.

It's been eight years. Eight years since they split, since they saw each other. The plan was to stay as far away from each other as possible. Plans change...unfortunately. --- T.B.A --- ⚠️| This story is for mature audiences as it contains: - Strong language - Smut - Violence - and more mature themes. ---Rankings--- #1 in guys - 26/01/2026 #2 in money - 03/07/2025 #3 in ceoromance - 29/03/2025 #3 in thewattys - 19/12/2025 #3 in girls - 02/01/2026 [Cover by me] Copyright © noodlesmol, 2024 All rights reserved. I hope you enjoy part 2!

After embellishing her resume, Valerie-a single mom-lands a job as an administrative assistant to the hottest, most entitled and obnoxious man she's ever met: Preston Cartwright, the CFO of the prestigious Cartwright & Sons Enterprises. Several years her junior, Preston is used to working hard, playing harder, and answering to no one but his father. A few mistakes early on leave him unimpressed with Valerie's work, and the uncontrollable attraction he feels towards her mostly just annoys him. He wants her gone, but Valerie is no pushover. She has had to fight for everything she has and sets out to prove Preston wrong. But when some suspicious activity on a project leads to Valerie and Preston working even more closely, heat flares between them, and Valerie is caught up in a delicious, dangerous seduction. Standalone in the Cartwright Brothers series

Daniella Harris, a gifted prodigy who graduated high school at just sixteen, rose to prominence as a successful surgeon. On the night of her graduation, she joined what was supposed to be a celebratory farewell party with friends she trusted. But the night took a dark turn-she was drugged and awoke to find herself robbed of her innocence by a stranger. The events that followed tested the very core of her mental resilience, reshaped her decisions, and forged the determination that would ultimately define her. Despite the trauma, Daniella chose to take ownership of her life. She persevered-and she triumphed. Matteo Giordano, now the feared and respected in the Italian Mafia, had his own fateful encounter years ago. At seventeen, he was grabbed a drink meant for someone else and lost his free will. He woke the next morning with a beautiful girl beside him-her face etched with pain, regret, and a haunting purity. Though she fled without a word, the impression she left endured. Matteo noticed what others might have missed: the telltale stain that marked her first time. Though he searched for her, she had vanished -leaving only a memory that tormented him. Now, years later, their paths cross once more-not by intention, but perhaps... by fate.

Asher Humphrey booked a babysitter on Friday night so he could hang out with his friends after their hockey game. When the sitter backs out last minute, Cole Becker, one of his teammates manages to convince his sister to take the job of babysitting a toddler for a few hours. Riley Becker has deadlines to meet and though she accepts babysitting Asher's three year old son, it's only on one condition and for her, it's not about money. #1 in books #1 in collegestories #3 in single parent