You'll never have me

Every morning, I run. Not from the sun, but from the lingering scent of another one-night stand. I’m Mira, a woman who’s mastered the art of escape, a ghost in the dawn. But what happens when the man you've been running from suddenly appears in every corner of your life, challenging your carefully constructed independence? Max is handsome, persistent, and dangerously charming. He sees through my walls, igniting a spark I swore was long dead. Can I outrun destiny, or is it finally time to face the feelings I’ve always tried to wash away?

An early morning breeze whispered through the white lace curtains, chasing away the cool embrace of night. Sunlight streamed into the opulent bedroom, illuminating the tangled white linen sheets that bore witness to a passionate night.

Beside me, a soft movement stirred me awake. I carefully peered over, but he remained deep in slumber. As quietly as I could, I let my bare feet meet the cool oak floor. Like a thief in the night, I gathered my scattered clothes, smoothly slipping into them.

Red high heels in hand, I tiptoed down the grand, twirling staircase, making my way towards the door. Passing the kitchen, I snatched my red clutch from the grey marble counter. The gravel crunched under my bare feet as I trailed off towards the enormous fence leading to the main road. Once outside, I finally put on my heels.

You'll never have me

ModernRomance Slowburn ConfidentFemaleLead OfficeRomance OneNightStand