Serena's Heart

Serena's Heart

  • WpView
    Reads 113
  • WpVote
    Votes 8
  • WpPart
    Parts 7
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing1h 47m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Oct 7, 2022
"I felt his presence behind me, his breath, hot and slow as if he was trying to breathe me in like smoke. Why am I allowing him to stand so close? I-" "Stop fighting me. Just let me in and I promise you I'll give you the world." He whispered in my ear. CEO Mr. Liam Brighton would do anything to protect his family's legacy but, eighteen-year-old Serena Lowell stands firmly in his way. Find out how the story of these two different individuals comes together with a series of steamy moments and emotional rollercoasters. (ENEMIES TO LOVERS TROPE) This is an amazing read. I tried my best to offer quality and quantity. It gets mature as the story progresses. This is a slow burn and it will make you fall in love with the story and the main characters. Have some faith and give this a read.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • the moon will always be better than the sun
  • COLLATERAL CORA
  • Office Romance 🥀
  • 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 || ✍︎︎
  • Between The Lines : She Wrote Her Own Prison
  • Rich People Problems
  • Whiskey and Wine
  • Kissed by Chaos
  • Diner Girl
  • The Merger

enemies. "Did I not warn you about staying away from me today?" he says as he looks at my eyes. Deeply. My brain stops for a second. His hand is closed around my neck, his face is dangerously close to mine. And I'm breathing heavily. He sees whatever's wrong with me, and stays still for a second, a small smirk forming in his lips. Then, his eyes find my lips. What the hell is happening? My heartbeat fastens as I hold my breath. And his eyes find mine, again. He slowly leans in. His mouth traces my jawline and face. It doesn't touch me, but he's too close I feel his breath. I don't even realize that his hand has released my throat, and I could freely go if I wanted to. But I'm feeling way too many things at the same time. Why aren't you running, Jess? I then feel his lips on my jawline for a second; and I find my hands tugging into his hair, as I breathe a bit too heavily. He then lifts up his face, lips next to my ear. "So. Fucking. Easy." he mutters. © All the characters and the story is owned by me! Thank you.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines