Fallen 43

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After Alaric leaves for work, Meadow spends the day anxious about meeting Alaric’s mother in less than two days. Although curious, she worries about pretending to be in love with a man she barely knows in front of his family. Her friend Nova tries to reassure her, teasing that Meadow doesn’t need to pretend because Alaric clearly desires her, and even questions if Meadow is still a virgin. Meadow admits she is, despite her feelings and Alaric’s rejections.

Meadow confides in Nova about her complicated relationship with Alaric, revealing that she has asked him to be intimate but he has always held back, saying she’s “not ready.” Nova is surprised by Meadow’s bravery and insists that Alaric is definitely attracted to her, suggesting that the reason he hasn’t taken things further is because losing her virginity shouldn’t feel like a chore. Meadow admits she wants Alaric to be the one to do it, as he is the only person on her mind.

The conversation shifts to Alaric’s brother Nolan, who left abruptly, and Meadow recalls a cryptic comment Nolan made about Alaric’s ability to feel her touch and a past connection that Alaric had kept secret. This unsettles Meadow, making her suspect that Alaric is hiding something important. As she tries to process these thoughts, a car pulls into the driveway, signaling Alaric’s return home.

Nova notices the car before Meadow does, and when Meadow finally looks, she is struck with a sinking feeling. The chapter ends with her heart dropping, hinting at an unexpected or troubling moment upon Alaric’s arrival. Throughout, Meadow’s emotions fluctuate between hope, confusion, and anxiety as she navigates her complicated relationship and the looming meeting with Alaric’s family.

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Meadow’s POV:

After Alaric left for work, I spent the entire day worrying about the fact that I was going to meet the woman who gave birth to him in less than two days.

The truth was, I did want to see her–but only because I was curious. But in hindsight, I wasn’t sure it was a good idea.

Maybe Alaric had no problem lying to his family, but I wasn’t a very good liar. How on earth was I supposed to pretend to be in love with a man I barely knew in front of his mother?

“Between me and you,” Nova said, leaning back into the cushioned outdoor chair. “I don’t think you’re even going to need to pretend.”

We were seated outside on the patio, sipping margarita that Nova had made the moment she got here. I’d asked her to come over and stop me from losing my mind, because that was definitely going to happen if I didn’t stop overthinking things.

My brows drew together. “What do you mean?”

She arched a brow. “You’re kidding me with that question, right?”

“Uh, no?”

Nova rolled her eyes. “Oh, come on. Have you seen the way you look at him? Or even better, the way he looks at you?” She blew out a breath, taking a long sip of her drink. “I’m telling you, Meds, you won’t have a hard time convincing his mother you’re into her son, or at the very least, that you want to fuck him.”

My drink nearly sputtered out of my mouth. “Nova!”

But she didn’t relent. “That’s if you haven’t fucked him already.” She leaned in, eyes narrowed. “Are you

still a virgin, Meadow?”

Heat creeped up my neck, and I hated that I was getting flustered in front of someone who had known me for years all because of Alaric.

“Yes,” I hissed, shooting her a glare. “I’m still a virgin.”

Unfortunately.

And with the way Alaric had sounded earlier today, I wasn’t going to lose it anytime soon.

Annoyance prickled at my skin.

Nova smirked. “You don’t look like you want to be one anymore. Why not just ask him to fuck you, Meds?

He obviously wants to.”

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“No, he doesn’t,” I snorted. “He’s already rejected me more times than I can count.”

I froze the moment those words were out of my mouth. I hadn’t told Nova about any of this yet. Hadn’t told her that the main reason I even agreed to marry him wasn’t because of some petty revenge.

Hadn’t told her that I asked him to take my virginity and he’d never even made a single move on me yet. That I’d been the one asking–first, for him to finger me in the backseat of his car when we were still in Las Vegas, and then his eating me out on the kitchen counter right after rejecting me.

‘You’re not ready.‘

What the hell was that?

Nova’s mouth popped open, green eyes narrowing into slits. “You’ve been keeping secrets from me.”

“Nova-”

“Spill.”

I took a long sip of my drink since I was going to need some alcohol courage for this one. And then I heaved a sigh.

And I told her everything. Which wasn’t much, obviously. But I skipped the part of where he whipped me so hard with his belt last night that I could still feel it whenever I moved.

And by the time I was done, Nova was giggling like a school girl. “No fucking way. When the hell did you get that brave?”

I shot her a glare. “I am brave.”

“Uh, no,” she said flatly. “You’re not. But Meadow, Alaric isn’t rejecting you. I’ve seen how he looks at you, and trust me when I say all that man wants to do is pounce on you.”

Something warm fluttered in my stomach as I recalled what Alaric had whispered to me earlier today.

‘You made me so fucking hard, I wanted to bury myself so deep inside you that you’d cry out loud enough

for the whole damn world to hear.‘

My thighs rubbed together as heat pulled between them.

“But losing your virginity doesn’t have to feel like a chore, Meadow.” Nova continued. “It’s probably why he thinks you’re not ready.”

“It’s not a chore-”

“Right. You just want to get rid of the burden.” She rolled her eyes. “Same difference, babe.”

Okay, maybe I did just want to get rid of my virginity. But I wanted Alaric to be the one to do it, and at this point, he was literally the only one on my mind, and I couldn’t imagine anyone else doing it.

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Didn’t that count for something?

I huffed. “You’re not as supportive as I thought you’d be.”

“Well, the truth hurts, doesn’t it?”

I picked up a slice of lime and tossed it at her, and she dodged it. “You know what you deserve? Alaric’s pain–in–the–ass brother.”

Nova gagged. “No, thanks. From what you’ve told me about him, he’s a bad boy. And I’m staying off bad boys, remember? No more bad biker boys for this gal.”

“Yeah,” I muttered, smirking at her. “Exactly my point.”

Nolan had left too soon–no doubt because Alaric asked him to. But there was something he’d said earlier,

right before Alaric lunged for him and blatantly dismissed me.

I’d tried not to think about it, but now, it just settled over my skin like a rash that wouldn’t stop itching.

He was surprised that Alaric could feel my touch, and then he’d said: ‘Well, now I can see why you

married her. This shit hasn’t happened since-‘

I wondered what he was going to say.

Obviously, there was someone else he’d been able to feel. And I wouldn’t have had a problem with that if

Alaric hadn’t lied to me when we first met.

He said he’d never felt anyone’s touch until me.

But if he was willing to hit his brother over the near mention of that, then Alaric definitely had a big

secret. Someone he didn’t want to talk about.

I hated the feeling that settled in my stomach at that thought. It burned.

“What’s going on in that big brain of yours right now?” Nova asked.

I swallowed hard, opening my mouth to say something–anything–in response, but before I could, the sound of a car’s engine cut through the silence.

My heart jolted.

I stood, trying to peer down the long driveway, and watched as a black SUV pulled into the iron gates and

drove toward the house.

“Ooh, your ‘husband‘ is back,” Nova sang.

I shot her a glare, lowering myself back into the seat and pretending to focus on the drink in front of me, meanwhile my heart was pounding hard against my ribcage.

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My back was to the car, while Nova was facing it. But when I heard the door open, the smug smile on her

face disappeared. “Oh?”

Brows pulling together, I turned around to see what she was looking at.

And my heart fell into my stomach.

Sara Lili

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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Fallen

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Meadow Russell arrives at an upscale hotel, heart fluttering with excitement and nerves. She’s about to marry the love of her life, Tyler, in a small, private ceremony — just the two of them. Clutching her bag, she approaches the front desk with a smile. “Hi, I have a reservation. Meadow Russell.”

But from the very first second, something feels off.

The receptionist’s red-painted lips curl into a mocking sneer, and her colleague exchanges a strange look with her. Meadow’s cheerful tone falters as confusion settles in. The woman scoffs, “You’re kidding, right?” The disbelief in her tone makes Meadow’s stomach twist. She frowns, insisting there must be a mistake, but both receptionists continue to look at her with something close to pity — and something else she can’t quite name.

Then comes the shocker.

According to the hotel records, she’s already checked in. Two hours ago. With a man. The receptionist even claims to have spoken with her — complimenting her “cute top.” The same white crop top with the word “BRIDE” written across it that she’s wearing now.

Meadow tries to rationalize it. Maybe Tyler had checked in under her name. Maybe it’s a simple mix-up. She laughs nervously and explains that her fiancé must have done it for convenience. But both receptionists seem unconvinced. One of them finally sighs and hands her a spare keycard, muttering, “I hope you get things sorted out.”

On her way up to the room, Meadow’s heart pounds in her chest. Something feels horribly wrong, but she refuses to believe it. Tyler would never do anything to hurt her. They’ve been planning this wedding for months — their dream elopement. She tries to calm herself, breathing in and out as the elevator ascends, but her hands won’t stop shaking.

When she finally reaches the room and swipes the keycard, her worst fears materialize before her eyes.

The moment the door opens, the sound hits her first — muffled moans, heavy breathing, the rhythmic creak of the bed. Then she sees them.

Her twin sister, Juniper, straddling Tyler, his hands gripping her hips as he thrusts into her without restraint.

The world stops. The bag slips from Meadow’s trembling hands and lands with a soft thud. The scene before her feels like a cruel joke — something ripped out of a nightmare. Her vision blurs with tears, her body frozen in disbelief.

For a full minute, she just stands there. Watching. Waiting. Hoping someone would scream “gotcha” and end this cruel trick.

But there’s no misunderstanding to clear up. No mistake. No illusion.

Her twin sister moans again, whispering, “Yes, that’s it, baby,” as if to drive the knife deeper into Meadow’s heart.

Something inside her shatters.

“Juniper…? Tyler?” she finally manages to whisper, her voice barely recognizable.

They both turn, startled. Tyler’s face twists in shock, then panic. He pushes Juniper off him, stammering, “Meadow, I swear, I thought she was you!”

It’s a pathetic excuse. One that doesn’t even make sense.

Juniper doesn’t even bother covering herself. She just smirks, tossing her messy hair over her shoulder like a queen enjoying the chaos she’s created. “Oh, please,” she scoffs. “It’s time we drop the act. This has been going on for a while.”

Meadow stumbles back, staring between them. “What are you talking about?”

Her twin rolls her eyes. “You really didn’t think he loved you, did you?”

It hits Meadow all at once — the hotel mix-up, the receptionist’s strange looks, the duplicate “Meadow Russell” check-in. Juniper had stolen her identity, her name, her wedding — and the man she loved.

Tyler tries to approach her again, naked and unashamed. He grabs her jaw gently, his expression hard. “You thought I loved you, Meadow? No. Juni’s the love of my life.”

The words pierce like knives.

Every memory — every kiss, every late-night conversation, every promise he made — turns to ash. She had believed in him completely, trusted him with her heart. And all along, he’d been sharing that same intimacy with her twin sister.

Meadow stares at Juniper, still unable to process it. The last time she saw her twin was two years ago. They’d grown apart after Juniper’s endless trail of lies and manipulation had driven a wedge between them. Juniper had always been the beautiful, daring, chaotic one — the one who got what she wanted, no matter who she hurt. But never, not in her darkest thoughts, had Meadow imagined she would do this.

Juniper laughs again, the sound sharp and cruel. “She’s in shock, baby. Maybe we should help her out of her misery,” she says mockingly, then pulls Tyler into another kiss right in front of her.

That’s when Meadow realizes this isn’t a mistake. This isn’t a sudden betrayal. It’s a plan.

Her sister had known exactly what she was doing. She had tracked Meadow down, learned about the wedding, and swooped in like a vulture to destroy what little happiness she had built. The matching outfit, the fake check-in — all of it was deliberate.

The pain turns into rage. Her tears blur her sight, her breath coming out in shaky bursts. Every muscle in her body screams at her to turn around, to run far away from the two people who’ve just ripped her soul apart.

But she doesn’t move.

She stands there, trembling, her heart breaking piece by piece as she watches her sister smirk and her fiancé — her almost-husband — stand there unashamed, not even offering a shred of remorse.

Tyler and Juniper exchange a look, and she realizes — they’re enjoying this. They want her to see. To suffer.

Meadow’s hands ball into fists. She feels like she’s watching her life crumble in real time, and there’s nothing she can do but breathe through the ache and pray she doesn’t collapse.

Every part of her screams that this is the moment she loses everything — her trust, her love, her family.

And yet, deep inside, a spark ignites — not of despair, but of something darker. A promise that this won’t be the end of her story.

Because betrayal that deep doesn’t fade. It carves itself into your bones. And Meadow Russell — heartbroken, humiliated, and hollow — walks out of that hotel room knowing one thing for certain.

She will never forgive them.

And one day, they will both pay for what they’ve done.