Another party is happening. This time in Seattle.Which is expected if you live in the old money. Underneath, it's not as glamorous as it looks. There are so many sharp swords and needles that you'll get sick if you make the wrong move. Well, there was champagne, and if I could choose, I could finish two bottles of whiskey tonight. But I didn't do that because half of Mikhaelovich was here. They would break my bones if I did. I stood gracefully behind my parents and Pascha while wearing a mask: 'we are a happy, harmonious family'.I was pretty confident that I was already beautiful in my pale blue plain knee-length midi dress. Still, the dress was a little tight in my butt, so I was a little uncomfortable walking around. I opted for natural makeup and slightly bright lipstick. My hair, which had been styled by my mother's makeup artist, was down to my waist. And a smile was always on my lips when I was introduced or reacquainted with everyone here. My teeth would dry out later from

There comes a point in life when you know that what you want to do is wrong, and you have to decide whether to avoid the temptation or do it anyway.I do it.Nicholas's words should have left fear in my stomach. However, they had the opposite effect, soaking into my skin and sending breathless shivers to my toes. He was rude, arrogant, and slightly psychopathic. The logical part of me didn't like him. But the physical part—God, how it wanted to give him whatever he wanted. Which was a serious problem.Only made more serious by the fact that her statement sounded suspiciously like jealousy. The idea left a sensation even as he slammed the door in my face. It left a dangerous and insidious desire to know for sure.What I was doing was manipulative and a little childish, but I didn't have time. I wanted this new man's interest, and I wanted him fast. Although, I may have challenged Nicholas' possible jealousy more than anything else.I had to know if this wasn't an embarrassing one-sided

His kiss was hard, like he always did, until it could break down whatever walls were inside of me. Piece by piece.His hands moved to my waist, and I realized I had no defense against him. Nobody makes me feel this way.With Nicholas, I was no longer trapped outside of time. My body was shivering with cold. Instead, I blazed a hell of longing and lust, fantasy and forbidden pleasures.I've never looked for myself. What I wished for and my hopes collapsed before my parents moved me. I realized that I couldn't do it, and I stopped wishing.And that scared me the most: I was so used to feeling empty that I didn't know how to fight. Fighting a man who somehow fits inside me like the second half of my soul.Even if he is the worst thing for me.Even if he threatens the stability, I find in other people.Nicholas didn't wait for my answer before moving his mouth along my jawline, his scent seducing me, his heat enthralling me, his spells entwined so tightly I was powerless against him.I ca

"Don't play with him, Gretta." Baron's low warning voice sent chills down my spine.I took another shot of vodka before resting my head on the bartender's table. "Believe that's what I want." I closed my eyes, wincing when it came out of my mouth at a speed I didn't want.It wasn't like I didn't want to tell Baron about everything. I wanted to do that because he was the only one in my family who always understood me. I wanted nothing more than a friend to share stories with. He was already a safe person. But it was more challenging than I always thought. Shame and self-reproach would come. I was afraid of him judging me. That was the last thing I wanted. So I kept quiet, but with him clearly seeing Nicholas and me yesterday... my secret was no longer mine.Baron constantly warned me that I should avoid him with my utmost effort. It must not create any loopholes. Made me come to the conclusion that the danger I had thought about my sister's fiancé was underestimated. He was more danger

I hope what happened to me was just an annoying wet dream in the middle of the night. But that hope collapsed when I felt two strong hands hugging my stomach from behind. It's heavy and real.And while the disaster was him sleeping in my bed this morning, another disaster was that he was my sister's fiancé: this was the ultimate disaster. Something stupid I shouldn't have done. Even though I had heard Baron's advice, agreed that he was a danger and I had to stay away from him. But loook, the drops of vodka that flooded into my stomach had a worse plan.Shit, what should I do?I lay stiff on my own bed while my sister's fiancé slept so peacefully. His soft snoring breath hit the skin of my neck, our naked bodies still touching each other, and I could feel something between his thighs touching my buttocks cheek. My heart beats in an anxious, frantic rhythm, but there are so many mixed feelings that I just can't seem to put them down.A knock on my door interrupts my morning reverie, I