Ariana Mel

“I’m not what you need, Mia,” his voice is cold. “How could you possibly know what I need, Adam?” I shoot back, forcing bravery into my tone, though the truth is, I’m trembling under his gaze. “Looking for revenge on your ex?” His eyes narrow. “And if I am? Do you really care who I sleep with?” A dangerous spark flares in his dark eyes. In just two strides, he closes the space between us, making me stumble backward. His broad hand wraps around my throat, gripping firmly. “You’ll burn in this,” he breathes, his warm breath laced with the bitter edge of tobacco as it skims my skin. A tight, treacherous knot coils low in my stomach. I press my thighs together, cursing the way my body reacts to this man. “You’ll fall in love—and burn. I won’t love you back,” his tone is flat, unyielding.

This gym-obsessed guy has been getting on my nerves since the very first time we met. Then I found out my sister’s in love with him. Now I have to put up with his constant presence—and his sharp, teasing remarks. But who would've thought that one forbidden kiss could change everything... and make my heart race like never before?

His bachelor party was supposed to end with a lavish surprise from his friends—a night with an expensive escort. Only… he knocked on the wrong door. And found me instead. We were never meant to meet, but fate doesn’t ask for permission. Now, this man haunts my thoughts, my dreams… and has taken root in my heart. He became my paradise—sweet, irresistible, and completely forbidden. Because he belongs to another…

"Easy, my love. Don’t fight me… or I’ll throw you over my shoulder and punish you in the bedroom." What? What did he just say? My love? Did I hear that right? "Say it again!" I breathe the words against his lips. "What did you just call me?" My eyes fly open. I forget how to breathe. I wait. He’s watching me with that strange intensity. "You heard me right," he says and time slows down. Or maybe it’s just me, caught in this moment as if in slow motion, staring at his lips as they move, forming those impossible words: "I love you." The world stops spinning. I’m too scared to even breathe. "You don’t have to believe me," he says, voice rough. "But it’s the truth. You drive me out of my mind. My. Іncredible. Temptation." And now he waits—tense, motionless. So… he’s not lying?