Titania
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- Author: Titania
- Status: Ongoing
- Age Rating: 18+
- 👁 2.7K
- ⭐ 8.1
I looked at her amused. I got up from my seat and stood infront of her. Not too close, not yet. ''You imagine too much Ms. Vitale. I can assure you that I'm not plotting anything, although I did plan something different". I whispered the last part. ''W-what?'' She asked looking confused. Cute. ''I'm sorry for what happened that day. You are right, I shouldn't have kissed you without your consent.'' I said taking a step forward. ''You are sorry?'' She asked looking surprised. I chuckled. ''Yes'' I said taking another step. She leaned back slightly, it's almost unnoticeable, but didn't move from her place. Trying to look brave huh? ''T-Then why are you doing all this?'' She asked in low voice. I took one last step. We are finally too close. I can feel the heat radiating from her body. I started trailing my fingers from her arm to collarbone, she shuddered and goosebumps erupted on her skin. I leaned down, brushing her earlobe with my lips, making her breath uneven. ''Are you in a relationship Ms. Vitale?'' ''N-No'' Her words came out in a whisper. ''Good.''
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- Author: Titania
- Status: Ongoing
- Age Rating: 18+
- 👁 29
- ⭐ 5.0
Aria Ortiz thought she buried the past the day she walked away from Damian Blackwood. But the past has a cruel way of clawing back. Now, the man who once shattered her is the one holding all the power. Cold, controlled, and dangerously magnetic, Damian is no longer the boy she knew — he’s a billionaire with an empire at his feet… and a contract in his hand. One year. By his side. Day and night. Every interaction is a battle of sharp words and colder stares, yet the pull between them is fierce enough to burn. Damian says it’s just business. Aria knows better. Beneath his calm surface lies something darker — something that isn’t just about the deal. As the days tick by, old wounds reopen, lines blur, and the truth they’ve both tried to bury threatens to destroy them. Because when the past comes for you… it doesn’t knock. It breaks the door down.
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