Trapped with the heart that loved him
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g fountains at the center of the compound. Staff moved silently through the hallways, shadows flitting across walls lined with
ther's rules were invisible walls and though I appeared free, every step I took had alway
My heels clicked against the stones as I stepped from the house into the driveway, straightening the emerald silk dress that hugged my curves in all the
oors. Sculptures and paintings lined the walls, each a symbol of power and taste. Everything about this house screamed contr
Mee
tall, immaculately dressed in a dark tailored suit. He didn't smile often. When
g us tonight," he s
tanding, Smiling,Observing, Being beautiful, being graceful, being silent. My life w
't belong. She had always been my rebellion, my breath of air in a life boxed by luxury and rules.
e hall. "Your house somehow manages
ntly. "That's
tiful,curvy,confident. You walk like you own the room, even if your life is... we
my eyes.
r could auction you tonight, and peopl
everything I pretended didn't matter,the way I carried myself, the way I
hony of politeness and quiet competition. I moved through it all like I always did, standing by my father, noddin
hen I f
. it was Subtle, mag
oward the ba
was t
lly in his pocket, the other held a glass untouched. He wasn't moving, wasn
eyes
ng of glasses. My breath caught. My heart slammed against my ribs. The
trong jawline, high cheekbones, eyes like sharp knives softened by mystery. A mouth that hinted at charm and danger at once. He didn
ve. ....In fa
ed my arm. "Meela
oice caught in my throa
dn't lo
ther
in a single look: awareness, curiosity, and the silent promise of chaos. My chest tightened.
"He's... unreal. Yo
to observe, to comply, to obey rules. Yet this man, th
e said. Calm words, but firm and Protective . My father,Mr.Harlan didn't s
s already violating a rule my f
hold my gaze, and yet here he was unapologetic, unflinching, standing so close I could feel the weight of his presence a
just attraction; this was dan
nder the hum of the crowd, "Mark my
gled. She could see the tension, the
fixated. He hadn't moved, hadn't interacted with anyone, yet his presence was ab
t my body... my body betrayed me. It leaned forward,
e didn't speak, but the warning in that glance froze me cold. Do not l
ay of falling apart when
tightening just to resist him, and yet a tiny
hen...
vier, my heartbeat louder, the room smaller. His gaze swept the hall with quiet command, lingering where it pleased.
chest burned with the urge to act, to step, to speak, to touch but I
as a promise he w
night twisted
d, thinking it a minor fault in the wiring. But I knew better. Something had shifted, something unsee
life had irrevocably changed. The comfortable, safe, locked-in wo
id nothing to ease the fire building in my chest. His calm
everything
I kn
d exist so close to me, had already staked a claim ,not on my
racted to nothing but that dangerous, undeniable pull. I didn't know his
w this: Alaiz w
was powerle