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Fallen 40
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Meadow reflects on the fact that Alaric has her favorite flowers planted in his garden, which she finds both unsettling and intriguing given that he had been watching her even before they met. Despite knowing he had stalked her, she feels a strange excitement rather than fear when she senses his gaze on her. When she confronts him about watching her, he approaches quietly, and she notices the warmth and comfort his presence brings, even as she feels a bit upset.

 

Alaric acknowledges that he was wrong to dismiss her earlier without an apology, and his simple admission surprises Meadow, as it contrasts with how others, like her parents, have treated her. Their interaction becomes intimate and charged with tension as Alaric invites her to look at him and apologizes softly. He pulls her close, and their connection deepens, with Meadow captivated by his touch and scent.

 

The conversation turns more intense when Alaric reveals his struggle to control his desire for her, explaining why he didn’t come back to bed the previous night. He admits that he wants to be with her fully but believes she is not yet ready for the depth of their relationship. Meadow challenges this, reminding him she asked him to take her virginity, but Alaric insists she sees it as a burden and calls her out when she tries to deny it.

 

Alaric’s dominance is evident as he playfully but firmly spanks her, reinforcing his control and their dynamic. He then offers to make her something to eat before heading to work and mentions that his brother has already left. They plan to see his brother again soon at a party where Meadow will meet Alaric’s mother for the first time, which leaves her feeling apprehensive but intrigued about the future.

Meadow’s POV: 

I didn’t know whether to consider it a coincidence that Alaric had my favorite flowers planted in a fucking garden in his home. 

I didn’t know if I even wanted it to be a coincidence. I mean, I already knew that he’d stalked me before he ever met me. Or before I ever met him, rather. 

He obviously knew I could touch him, which was why he went through all this trouble of getting a ring that was customized just for me and getting clothes in my size… 

And surprisingly, it didn’t freak me out like it was supposed to. That was what fucking scared me. 

“If you’re done watching me, could you go back inside and leave me alone?” 

He’d been watching me for a while. At first, I hadn’t noticed, but then, I’d felt it. That prickly feeling that someone was watching your every move. 

Only, it didn’t feel uneasy. Excitement hummed through my veins, and warmth pooled at the bottom of 

my stomach. 

I liked that he was watching. 

I liked that he had been watching me even before I knew who he was. 

I heard the sound of his heavy footsteps as they approached me, but I didn’t turn back. I just folded my 

arms across my body. I was still wearing his t–shirt, and it was slightly chilly outside. 

Or maybe it was just his presence that caused goosebumps to spread across my bare arms. 

“You’re upset,” Alaric said, like he was only stating a fact. 

“Okay, great,” I muttered. “Anything else you’re noticing today?” 

I knew I didn’t have the right to be upset about the fact that he wanted to have a private conversation with his brother. That was why, even though I was curious, I could understand it. 

So that wasn’t the reason I was upset. 

It was the way he’d dismissed me without even looking at me. ‘Leave us. Now.‘ 

I had no problem with being spoken to like that when we were alone. In fact, I liked that he was assertive. But this was different. I’d been spoken to that way multiple times by my parents, so much so that I was 

used to it. 

But at the end of the day, it was still a bit traumatic. I didn’t want Alaric being dismissive with me. 

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His woody, musky scent flooded my nostrils as he stopped beside me, and I couldn’t help inhaling deeply. 

God, he smelled so good. 

Alaric didn’t say anything at first. He just stood there, breathing slowly and steadily like he was trying to 

remain in control. 

“I shouldn’t have dismissed you like that,” he finally said. His voice was low and deep, and it sent shivers down my spine. 

That was it. 

No: ‘Why are you so mad?‘ Or ‘I didn’t do anything, Meadow, I just don’t get why you’re upset.‘ 

Just… ‘I shouldn’t have dismissed you.‘ 

Then again, Alaric wasn’t Tyler. And Tyler? He wasn’t even up to a quarter of the man Alaric was. 

“Is that all you did?” I murmured, biting my lip to keep from smiling. I still wasn’t looking at him. 

Beside me, Alaric chuckled. “I should’ve come back to bed last night, especially since I was the one who 

asked you to sleep in my room.” 

I swallowed. 

“Will you look at me now?” he asked, and I could feel his gaze on me. 

Shaking my head, I replied. “You still haven’t apologized.” 

“Look at me and I will.” 

My heart stuttered. 

That was a dare. He didn’t think I could do it. 

But I proved him wrong, even though I had to stop breathing to be able to muster the courage. 

Slowly, I turned to face him. He still had on the t–shirt and shorts, his beautiful tattoos swirling around 

his arm as it flexed. Alaric smirked at me and my gaze dropped to his lips. 

He reached for me, hand going to the nape of my neck instantly as he pulled me close. 

God, I loved it when he did that. 

“I’m sorry,” he rasped, face inches from mine. 

“Why didn’t you come back last night?” 

“I don’t think you want to know the answer to that, Meadow.” Amusement laced his voice. 

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I bit down on my bottom lip, feeling something throb inside me. “Try me.” 

Alaric’s eyes darted to my mouth, and his other hand snaked around my waist, pulling me even closer against him while his tattooed hand remained on my neck. 

Like he was staking his claim, even though there was nobody here. 

He scraped his teeth along his bottom lip, leaning in closer until his lips grazed my ear, breath fanning 

across my skin. 

And then- 

“Seeing you bent over my desk like that was a disaster waiting to happen, Meadow,” he rasped. “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.” 

A sound tore from my throat. One I didn’t even know existed, because fuck, that was hot. 

“Alaric-“I gasped as he pulled me even harder against him, and then, I felt it. 

The bulge of his erection pressing against my stomach. 

He kissed my neck. “I wouldn’t have been able to control myself, Meadow. And you’re not ready for that. 

You’re not ready for me to ruin you. Not yet.” 

I frowned. “Why do you keep saying I’m not ready, Alaric? I was the one who asked you to take my virginity, remember-” 

“Yes, because you see it as a burden,” he replied firmly. 

I looked away, trying to lie through my teeth. “I don’t-” 

“What did I say about lying to me, Meadow?” Alaric cut in. “Does your ass not hurt enough yet from the strokes I gave you last night, or do you need more?” 

And then, as if he was driving his point home, he yanked the t–shirt up and spanked my ass so hard, I 

yelped. 

Alaric hummed. “That’s what I thought.” 

Then he nodded toward the house. “Come on in. I’ll make you something before I head out for work. Mel’s 

not coming in today.” 

I froze. “You’ll make me something?” 

He smirked. “I’m not that bad a cook, Meadow. Don’t worry, you’re safe with me.” 

A giggle escaped before I could stop it, but I cleared my throat to cover it. “Is your brother…” 

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“He already left,” Alaric provided, steering me toward the house. “But we’re going to see him again soon because we’re going out this weekend.” 

Huh. 

I guess we were going to his mother’s party, which meant- 

“And you’re going to meet my mother for the first time.” 

Oh, crap. 

CHAPTER 0041 

Fallen

Fallen

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Status: Ongoing Type: Native Language: English
Fallen Summary & Review: Fallen

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.

 

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