Sin Looks Better in Black

"Do I get under your skin?" he asked, like he already knew the answer, dragging his feet across the tiles. His eyes stayed locked on mine with an intensity that sent my heartbeat stumbling.

"Yes..." My voice came out barely above a whisper as I kept backing away, gripping the towel tight against my chest. Another step and the backs of my legs hit the bed. My breath caught as my knees buckled, forcing me down onto the mattress.

He watched me carefully, his expression unreadable now, darker somehow. His gaze drifted over me slowly, lingering at my collarbone before dropping to the soft curves of my breasts. Heat crawled beneath my skin when his eyes lifted back to mine.

"But you let me stay there." His voice softened, almost teasing. "You never tell me to leave. Why?"

He stepped closer, leaning in. He caged me between his arms, hovering over me. A few loose drops of water still tracing down his chest. The towel hanging low on his hips only made my pulse worse."Tell me to stop," he murmured. "And I will."

And that was the problem.I didn't want him to stop.

"Don't stop,"

♡♡♡

Moving into the Moreno mansion was supposed to be a fresh start.

At least, that's what everyone kept telling MS after her mother married a wealthy stranger and dragged their lives into a world of black-tie dinners, polished marble floors, and rules she never agreed to follow.

But from the moment she meets Ethan Moreno Díaz, she knows this house is anything but a new beginning.

Sharing a roof with him quickly turns into a silent war filled with sharp arguments, slammed doors, lingering stares, and tension so thick it follows them into every room.

Somewhere between late-night conversations, jealousy neither of them admits to, and moments that feel far too intimate for two people who are supposed to stay away from each other, MS realizes she's falling for the one person she absolutely shouldn't want.

But the closer they get, the messier everything become