Chapter 1 – Sparks
Her eyes met his across the room, sharp and cold. He smirked, leaning against the table like he owned everything. She walked past him, chin high, brushing his shoulder...
He bent down, his voice brushing her ear. “Still pretending you don’t feel it?”
She gave a small fake smile. “You’re not worth my breath.”!
But even as she walked away, she could feel his eyes on her back, heavy… almost claiming.
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Chapter 2 – Collision
They bumped into each other in the corridor, neither moving aside. His hand came up, pressing against the wall near her head, trapping her.
Her pulse raced, but she kept her voice steady. “Move.”
He leaned closer, eyes burning. “Make me.”
The air between them turned hot, like it could set fire. She pushed at him, but he caught her hand, holding it tight. “Don’t fight me,” he whispered, his voice low. “I don’t want you hurting yourself.”
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Chapter 3 – The Game
During the meeting, she caught him staring, that same smirk on his lips. He leaned closer, his breath brushing her ear. “You’ll break first.”
She tilted her head, whispering back, Keep dreaming, Knight!!
His jaw clenched, eyes dark, but when she stood to leave, he opened the door for her. His hand brushed her back lightly, staying a moment too long.. Even when he played games, he couldn’t hide the way he cared...
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Chapter 4 – Weak Moment
It was late night when she saw him, leaning against his car. Quiet, unreadable. She tried to walk past, but he caught her wrist, firm but gentle.
“Why do you run every time I get close?” he asked, voice softer than ever.
Her throat tightened. “Because I don’t want to fall.”
His smirk faded. He stepped in, thumb brushing the rain off her cheek.....Then let me fall first. Just… don’t walk away.
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Chapter 5 – Unravel
The storm finally broke. No words. Just heat. His hand cupped her jaw, forcing her eyes to his.
Hate me all you want! he whispered... voice rough,“but don’t lie—you feel this too.”
Her lips trembled, and before she could answer, his mouth claimed hers. The kiss was desperate, like he’d waited forever. His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her tight against him, like he’d never let go.
When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested on hers. His voice was raw, shaking. “You’re mine. No one else gets you. Only me.”
And this time, she didn’t fight it.
Maybe it was obsession, maybe it was love—but it was theirs.!
