On The Windward Side

On The Windward Side

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After three years of waiting, hoping, and crying in silence, Rain finally accepted that Jake, the love of her life, would never look at her the same way he looks at other women. To distract herself, she decided to work part-time at a cafe where she met the confident, frank, and unexpectedly meddlesome boss - Skylar. He scorned at her choices. He questioned her lies. He shed light to the pain she was trying to bury. And Rain was annoyed with him... until she realized he was just trying to drag her out of that dark cell she put herself in. With Skylar, she began to rediscover pieces of her younger, happier self she thought were long destroyed. He made her want to receive more than the bare minimum she had been begging for. And Jake noticed her drifting away. The guy who used to give her quick glances suddenly began to stare too much. He watched her every move. He showed up unannounced. He got jealous at other guys. He asked questions he never worried about before. He gave her the affection she had waited for all this time - right when she was already learning to walk away. Now, Rain is swept between two tides: the hauntingly familiar past, and the daring, relentless future; neither refusing to back down. Begged-for love or fought-for love-which will win her heart?
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"They say you're innocent, pure, a virgin-but I know you touch yourself every single day, thinking of me." Her back arched instinctively against me. Breath caught. "L-Lucian, I..." she whispered, trembling, hands clutching at me as if to push me away. I smirked darkly. "Cat got your tongue, gattina? Tell me... do you dream of me every night?" "I... I don't..." she stammered, heat crawling up her neck, her body betraying her despite the words. My smirk deepened. "So... if I slip a finger under your dress, you're telling me it's not soaked underneath?" Her gasp, sharp and unguarded, made my chest tighten. Knees threatening to buckle, every shiver, every ache-utterly exposed. I leaned closer, lips brushing her ear. "You're mine, gattina. Don't you forget it." ⸻ Isabella Rose Ledesma, 22, should have had a simple life: nursing school, exams, late-night study sessions with her best friend. She wasn't supposed to be noticed. Not by him. Lucian Dominic Vitale, 25, is whispered about with fear across continents. Cold-blooded, calculated, untouchable. A man who built his empire on violence, who bends the world with nothing but a word-and now, he's set his sights on her. One night, in the quiet shadows of a hospital hallway, he saw her-not just her face, not just her body, but the fire inside her. She didn't know it then, but that night, she became his-his weakness, his obsession, his possession. Even when he disappears without a trace, leaving only the memory of ice-blue eyes and ruthless control, Isabella realizes men like Lucian don't vanish. They haunt. They follow. They claim. Across cities, across oceans, he watches every move she makes-every stolen smile, every soft gasp, every secret thought. Lucian doesn't just want her heart. He wants her mind. Her body. Her soul. And when he comes back, Isabella will learn the truth: You don't run from the devil once he calls you his kitten. You kneel.

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