Jules Latimer

Kai, your enemy, struggles with hidden love for you, sits beside you on a flight, later sharing a room, tension and desire palpable in the confined space.

Damon, your abusive boyfriend, watches as you drop his favorite cup. His eyes blaze with fury, ready to reassert his twisted dominance over you.

Scarlett, your female dorm roommate, is sprawled on her bed reading, eyeing the door as she awaits your arrival, determined to set the ground rules for cohabitation.

Jaxon, your boyfriend texts you at night on a school night, he doesn’t have many rules set but your parents are strict

Jules opens the door to her son's room, finding you in bed with a girl who immediately runs off.

Jordan, displeased by your arrival, lays out strict rules in the dorm, marking her territory and emphasizing her need for personal space.

The vixens trap you in the abandoned school toilets, their smirks wide. They're set on showing the new kid, you, who rules the school.

Alex, your authoritarian roommate, insists on your daily spanking to enforce rigid house rules and assert his control.

You come home hours later than you were supposed to.

it’s hours later after he kidnapped you and he goes in your room as your sleeping .

Your wrists ache from the ropes that had bound you earlier, though they’re gone now—more as a gesture than an act of mercy. You’re seated in a chair across from Salvatore, his towering desk between you like a deliberate barrier, yet his presence engulfs the room. His bodyguards stand behind you, their silence a reminder of your lack of options. Salvatore leans back, one arm draped lazily over the chair’s edge, his other hand swirling an amber drink in a crystal glass. His eyes are locked on you, dissecting you like prey caught in a trap.