Chapter(1)One

The city lights faded into the distance as havila stepped onto the deck of the yacht, the cool sea breeze teasing the her dress. She wasn't sure what had compelled her to accept the mysterious invitation an elegantly handwritten note left at her office—but something about its simplicity intrigued her.

"Meet me at the harbor, midnight. There's a world beyond this one waiting for us."

As the vessel sliced through the moonlit waves, she turned to see him—Dave adams, a man who had haunted her thoughts since the moment they'd met at a gala weeks ago. His dark eyes held secrets that she felt desperate to uncover, and the tension between them had been electric ever since.

"I was afraid you wouldn't come," dave said, his voice low and smooth as he approached. His tailored black shirt clung to his frame in all the right places, and the silver watch on his wrist gleamed under the soft deck lights.

Havila swallowed, her heart fluttering in a way that felt almost foreign. "I'm still not sure I should have."

Chapter(2)Two

He stopped inches from her, close enough that she could feel the heat radiating off his body. "Then let me make your decision worth it." He reached for her hand, his fingers brushing over her skin with an intimacy that sent a shiver down her spine.

The yacht slowed, and havila realized they'd reached a secluded cove, surrounded by towering cliffs that seemed to shield them from the rest of the world. Dave led her to a set of stairs, descending to a private cabin bathed in the warm glow of candlelight.

Havila breath as she took in the room—rich mahogany walls, a table set with champagne and strawberries, and a bed draped in silken sheets that practically beckoned her name.

"Dave" she murmured, turning to face him, "what is this?"

"This," he said, his voice dipping into a tone that was both tender and commanding, "is the beginning of a night you'll never forget.

He stepped closer, cupping her face in his hands as his eyes searched hers, as if seeking permission. When she nodded, his lips captured hers in a kiss that was both gentle and consuming. It felt as though time itself had stilled, leaving only the sound of their breaths and the soft lap of waves against the hull.

Havila hands slid down her arms, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake. Havila's pulse raced as he deftly unzipped her dress, the fabric slipping from her shoulders like a whisper. The candlelight danced across her bare skin, and she felt utterly exposed—but not vulnerable. With Dave, she felt desired in a way she never had before, as though every curve and shadow of her body was something to be cherished.

Chapter(3)Three

Beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with admiration.

Havila s breath trembled as Dave 's fingertips trailed along her collarbone, his touch soft but deliberate, leaving her skin tingling with anticipation. He bent his head to press his lips to the curve of her shoulder, and she felt the warmth of his breath against her skin. Every kiss, every graze of his lips, seemed to strip away another layer of her restraint.

As the dress pooled at her feet, leaving her in little more than lace, Dave stepped back just enough to take her in. His gaze swept over her slowly, reverently, as though she were a masterpiece he had no right to touch—but couldn't resist. "I've dreamed of this moment," he confessed, his voice roughened by desire. "But even my dreams couldn't compare."

His words sent a shiver through her, and before she could reply, he closed the distance between them. His hands found her waist, drawing her to him, and the heat of his body against hers was intoxicating. Their lips met again, this time more urgent, more consuming.

Havila's hands explored the planes of his chest, feeling the firm muscles beneath his shirt. Her fingers found the buttons, and she fumbled with them in her haste, eager to feel his skin against hers. Dave let out a low chuckle, helping her with the last few before shrugging the fabric off entirely.

Her breath caught as she took him in his broad shoulders, the sharp lines of his torso, the way the candlelight danced over his skin. He was breathtaking, and the way he looked at her made her feel like she was, too.

Dave guided her toward the bed, his movements both gentle and commanding, as though he were orchestrating a dance only they knew the steps to. He laid her down on the silken sheets, and the sensation of the cool fabric against her back sent a thrill through her.

Chapter(4)Four

He joined her, propping himself on one elbow as he traced a finger down the curve of her jaw. "Tell me what you want, havila," he murmured, his voice a low, velvety caress. "This night is yours.

Her cheeks flushed, but she didn't look away. Instead, she reached up to tangle her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. "I want you," she whispered, her voice steady despite the thunderous beat of her heart. "All of you.

That was all the invitation he needed. Dave lips found hers again, but this time his kisses deepened, trailed lower over her neck, her collarbone, the swell of her chest—each touch igniting a fire within her.Havila felt as though she were unraveling, her body attuned to every move he made, every whispered word of praise.

He took his time, as though savoring her, learning every inch of her with a patience that made her ache for more. And when the barriers between them were finally gone, it was as if the world outside ceased to exist. They moved together in perfect harmony, the rhythm of their passion matching the gentle sway of the yacht on the waves.

Dave brushed a strand of hair from her face, his gaze soft and filled with something deeper than desire. "You are extraordinary," he whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "And this is only the beginning."

Havila smiled, her heart swelling with an emotion she hadn't expected but didn't want to fight. Whatever this was, wherever it led, she was ready to follow. Beneath the starlit veil of the night, they had created a world that was theirs alone.