[ MATURE CONTENT ] 

"Craig," she whispered, breath shivering, "please…"

It didn't matter what she was asking for…more, less, everything. The plea alone made them press hard against each other, like their bodies were trying to make up for all the time they'd been apart, like they could consume each other if they touched harder.

And still, she ached.
For all of him. And he did too.

She could tell by the way his grip on her thighs tightened, his fingers digging into her skin like he was holding on for dear life. His breath warm and uneven against her neck, as her hips rolled again, slower this time, more deliberate.

Then he groaned, head falling to her shoulder as his body pressed in, hard and hungry. "Shit," he whispered, voice ragged. "Merlina,"

And just like that, his mouth was gone.

She blinked, dazed, lips swollen, skin tingling everywhere he'd touched.

He stepped back, slow and heavy with restraint, hands gripping the edge of the sink on either side of her, like he needed to hold something that wasn't her.

Her voice came out in a whisper. "Why'd you stop?"

His eyes met hers, dark and wrecked. But then, he smirked. "Not with your siblings next door."

She stared, barely able to think.

He leaned in like he might kiss her again, then stopped just short, brushing his thumb over swollen bottom lip, "PG-13 remember?"


SYNOPSIS:

At an elite college, falling for the cold, narcissistic son of a bi-llionaire wasn’t part of the plan, especially when his brother is tied to her mother’s mysterious death. 

But from the moment Merlina steps into campus, the chemistry is undeniable. He’s detached, arrogant, and everything she should stay away from. Yet no matter how hard she tries, she can’t ignore the pull.

She’s here for a degree, but her real mission is uncovering the secrets of her mother’s past at this very school. As sparks fly between her and the guy she should keep her distance from, she’s torn between two things: exposing the truth and protecting her heart from falling for him.

The deeper she digs, the more dangerous things get. Anonymous threats, dark secrets, and a guy who’s starting to think her obsession with the past could ruin everything. 


TikTok | @officialffmeb

She went still, her thoughts scrambling. There were so many reasons he could be asking that.


Then she turned halfway toward him, not fully, just enough for him to see disbelief in her eyes, as if she couldn't tell whether he was genuinely asking or just twisting the knife.


Craig pushed to his feet, taking one measured step nearer. "Why SafeHaven? France? The whole CSR pivot?" His voice thinned, almost a whisper. "You didn't re-route your life just to keep me off, did you?"


She turned, her eyes flickering to his. "No."


"You were just so determined to end us?" Craig asked, his voice low, laced with accusation. His eyes fixed on her, steady and unflinching, the kind of look that made her feel as though he was searching for every hidden reason she'd never given him.


Chapter 151 - Half a Confession