The Bachelor Next Door

De: Marie East

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

From the first night I heard his low, husky laugh through the wall, I knew he was trouble.

He’s the kind of man mothers warn their daughters about—rich, damaged, gorgeous beyond reason—and he knows it. Every night, there’s a different woman in his apartment. Moans through the thin walls. Footsteps on the tile. The sound of his deep voice saying things that make my thighs press together.

I told myself I didn’t care. That I was just curious. That I only wondered why women threw themselves at him like moths to a flame.
But the truth? I can’t stop imagining what it would be like to be one of them.

When we finally cross paths—too close, too charged—his eyes dare me to play with fire. And God help me… I want to burn.

Now, he’s in my space. My bed. My head.
And every filthy thing he whispers makes it harder to remember why I should stay away.

Because this man doesn’t just want a night—
He wants to own me.