Mia Is Mine by Astra sterling at Inkitt

Story Notes

He killed the engine. The only sound was the crash of waves and my ragged breathing.

I got out, the cool night air hitting me like a slap. The dam broke.

“You should have just let me go!” I screamed at him, my voice raw. “Why did you do that? Why did you make me think I could… that I was fixed?” I was unraveling, right there on the sand.

He got out of the car but didn’t come closer. He just stood, a dark silhouette against the star-dusted sky, hands in his pockets, letting me rage.

“Greg broke me!” I sobbed, the words ripped from a deep, wounded place. “He ruined me! For any other man, for anything! I’m a shattered vase glued back together with fear! The guy was so sweet, and the moment he grabbed my throat, I… I just… lost it!”

The anger spent, it left only the hollow, aching truth. I started pulling at my clothes, the little black dress feeling like a costume of a woman I could never be. The straps and the zipper. I needed it off. I needed the cold water. To cool this burning shame, or to let it pull me under and end the charade.

I stumbled towards the surf in my underwear, the night air raising goosebumps on my skin. The water was shockingly cold, biting at my ankles, then my knees.

Just as the waves reached my thighs, strong arms wrapped around me from behind. He pulled me back against a solid, bare chest. He’d shed his shirt. His skin was warm against my icy back. He didn’t grope, didn’t try to turn me around. He just held me, his forearms crossed over my chest, his head pressed into the curve of my neck.

“Breathe, Mia,” he murmured against my skin, his voice a low, steady vibration. “Just breathe. In and out. Match me.” He took a deep, deliberate breath, his chest expanding against my back, and let it out slowly.

I tried to follow, my sobs hiccupping into shaky inhalations. The cold water, his warmth, the rhythm of his breathing—they began to anchor me.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered into the night, the fight gone. “I’m so sorry.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for,” he said, his voice firm. “Nothing.”

Summary

Mia ran from one monster. Leaving behind the glittering world of the Hamptons, she escapes the man who taught her that love could become a cage. Greg isn't the kind of man who accepts rejection—and she knows it's only a matter of time before he comes looking for her. With nothing but a suitcase and shattered trust, Mia flees to South Korea, where her best friend, Dal-Mi, offers her a chance to start over. But fate has other plans. When Mia crosses paths with the enigmatic Min-ho, she's convinced she's found another predator hiding behind a handsome face. Cold, possessive, and impossible to ignore, he offers her protection... but every instinct tells her to run. Is Min-ho another monster waiting to claim her? Or is he the only man capable of saving her from the one who refuses to let her go? Some monsters wear smiles. Others call you mine.

Genre: Erotica

Author: Astra sterling

Status: Ongoing

Chapters: 17

Rating: n/a

Age Rating: 18+

Warning disclaimer 18+

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner.

This book contains adult themes, strong language, and explicit content intended strictly for mature audiences. Detailed Sex sences. Bondage and submissive. Reader discretion is advised.

Trigger Warning: Please be advised that this book contains intense themes, including descriptive physical violence, warfare, and injury. It may not be suitable for all readers.

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