Desired by All and He Threw Away 15

Taylor’s POV 

“Dylan was always a selfish jerk,” she’d snapped. “You gave that an everything, Tay. Your time, your savings, your heart. And what did he give you back? A broken lease and credit card debt. He doesn’t deserve your tears, girl. He deserves karma – hard and fast.” 

The way she said his name, Dylan like it taste sour in her mouth stirred something raw inside me. Anger. Shame. The bitter kind that sits heavy in your chest. 

Kiera’s voice is still echoing in my ears long after the call ends. Her words were sharp and relentless but weren’t meant to cut but they do. Im still clutching my phone when Aiden’s voice slices through the silence. 

“Your friend seem… to really dislike Dylan and Im guessing you to.” 

My head snaps up. He’s watching me from across the desk that ungeadable look in his eyes a perfect mask of calm. His fingers tap once on the surface before he leans back lips curving just slightly. 

“What if,” he begins smoothly, “I could help you get revenge?” 

The words hang between us, dangerous and magnetic. For a heartbeat I cant breathe. Revenge. The thought hums low and dark in my veins. He leans forward resting his elbows on the desk. 

“I’m offering you another job, Taylor. 

A real one this time. You help me fix my image, and I’ll help you ruin his.” 

My pulse skitters. “Ruin him? How?” Aiden’s eyes glows faintly in the golden light pouring through the windows. 

“I have connections. Media, investors, people who owe me favors. All it takes is little pressure in the right places. I can make sure Dylan regrets ever crossing you.” 

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My throat tightens. The offer is tempting intoxicating — but it’s also terrifying. 

“I dont want to be exposed online,” I say finally my voice trembling but steady enough to sound sane. “If that happens I wont be able to go back to my normal life. I just… want my peace.” He studies me quietly his gaze unwavering. 

Then, without a word, he reaches into his jacket and pull something out then slides it across the table. A black card. Sleek. Weightless. Menacing in its simplicity. 

“Isn’t five million enough for you?” he says, voice smooth as glass 

“I can offer you a sum of money which you will find impossible to turn down as payment.” 

The card shines under the light as it seems to mock me. The card displays my reflection staring back at me small and full if doubt. He goes on,his tone almost gentle. “If you want to break the class barrier Taylor this is your chance. No more pretending. No more scraping by.Take control of your own story.” 

I let out a shaky breath. The air feels too thick pressing against my ribs. 

“What is this to you, Aiden?” I whisper. “A game? Another PR stun?” 

His eyes narrow slightly,but his tone stays level. 

“It’s business. You want revenge. I need a clean image. We both get what we want.” 

I hesitate. A black card sit between us as an invisible border which makes me nervous about crossing. He tilts his head, waiting. The silence stretches. My pulse hammers. 

The money and power and false security are within my reach but his peculiar tone and intense observation make me feel uneasy. I straighten my shoulders. 

“If we’re doing this I want one thing first.” 

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His brow arches. “And what’s that?” 

“Respect,” I say, meeting his gaze. “You don’t talk down to me. You dont treat me like I’m disposable.” Aiden stills as if he was not expecting that. 

Then a slow smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth. “You have guts. 

“I have boundaries.” For a moment, he says nothing. Then, with a small nod, he concedes. “Fine. You have my respect, Miss Taylor. We have a deal.” 

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not yet. Aiden reaches for his I don’t take the card. The gesture feels important, symbolic even. Iwon’t let money own me phone and makes a call, his tone all business again. “Bring the car around. And send my agent up.” His gaze flicks to me unreadable. “You will be staying at one of my properties for now. She’ll take there.” 

you 

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leaves no room for argument. The drive I open my mouth to protest but the look he gives me is calm,decisive and final becomes a hazy experience as the city outside the windows passes by in rapid motion between vibrant colors and bright lights while the smell of wet pavement drifts through the air. 

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