Sinful Desires; The Alpha's Temptation

First Sin

Nyx Pov

The world outside was still spinning, laughter echoing down the hallway as I locked the washroom door and pressed my back to it.

My chest hurt, my breath catching like it didn’t belong to me anymore I leaned over the sink my reflection looked like a stranger lipstick ruined, eyes too wild, mascara streaking down like war paint. I could still taste him.

The door creaked open.

My heart stopped

And then I saw him.

Kieran Nightshade , Nyomi's long time obsession.

He didn’t need an introduction.

The room itself seemed to shift around him, shadows bending, air thinning.

The devil everyone whispered about born rich, raised ruthless, a name that made even the powerful lower their gaze.

I’d seen him from afar before, always untouchable, all sharp lines and darker eyes.

But standing this close, I understood why the world feared him.

He didn’t just walk in; he claimed the space.

Every breath, every heartbeat, belonged to him the moment he looked at you.

And I’d kissed him.I'd just made a huge mistake but for some reason I felt wirld, alive, something I hadn't felt for years.

Like a fool playing with fire, I’d kissed the man who could burn kingdoms just to see what ashes looked like on his hands.

His reflection slid into mine in the mirror, dressed in black , darker eyes, the devil in human foam.

He didn’t speak. Just stood there, watching me like he could see every thought I was trying to bury.

"Running away from what you started?,” he said, after a passing silence,his voice low, almost amused.

“I wasn’t”I shuttered

“Lying doesn’t suit you.” He countered so easily

His footsteps approached, heavy with tension.

I tuk few steps backwards but the wall met me first cold, unyielding and trapped.

Fear gripped me entirely

I held on to my breath

Then I tried to move past him.

Sooner did I realized, it was a huge mistake.

Just as I did ,I crashed right into himhard chest, steady breath, the scent of smoke and something darkly male. I barely had time to blink before his hand curled around my wrist, pulling me right back in

The heat between was instant and intense. Dangerously close.

“Was it revenge?” he asked quietly, eyes locked on mine. “That kiss?”

My voice broke. “It meant nothing.”

His lips curved into a predatory, knowing smile.

“Oh, it meant something, sweetheart. You just don’t like that it did.”

He tilted my chin up with a single finger, his touch slow, deliberate. I should’ve slapped him. I didn’t. My pulse betrayed me.

“Tell me,” he murmured, his thumb brushing my jaw. “Did you enjoy it? Using me to burn them all?”

My breath came out in a whisper before I could stop myself. “You think too much of yourself.”

“Do I?”

And then his lips crashed onto mine.

The kiss wasn’t tender.it was punishment. Possession. His lips demanded, his hand slid to the back of my neck, holding me there as if he could pour the chaos straight into my veins. I hated it. I wanted more.

When he finally pulled back, his voice dropped to a dark, taunting whisper that grazed my skin like heat and smoke.

“Your little game got me impressed,”he murmured, his lips brushing my ear . “Too bad that little game of yours is now in my palms. I decide when it ends. You don’t have a say, angel.”

He left before I could breathe again his words still echoing, his taste still clinging to my lips, and my heart caught between fear and something I refused to name.

I pressed a trembling hand to my lips.

The echo of his words burned deeper than the kiss.

I’d just met the monster everyone feared.

And he’d looked at me like I was his.

My knees dropped so fast I nearly passed out.

His scent lingered. My pulse still chased his ghost, skin flushed where his hands had been. I gripped the sink, tried to breathe him out, but he was everywhere the mirror, my chest, the heat I couldn’t shake.

I should’ve felt sorry.

But all I felt was alive.

Then the door slammed open.

The sound snapped through the steam.

Nyomi stood there still flawless, but trembling with fury she was too proud to name. Her lipstick was perfect. Her eyes weren’t.

“How dare you!! How dare you touch what’s mine!!”

The slap came hard , a sharp crack that sent my head whipping sideways. The sting burned deep, not just on my cheek but somewhere buried under my ribs.

“You think you can walk into my world and take what you want?” Her voice shook, loud enough to shatter glass. “You were born beneath me, Nyx. You always will be.

She stepped closer her perfume hit like a blade. “You think he wanted you? That he looked at you and saw anything but pity? Look at you your mother couldn’t even hold a place in our father’s heart. You’re nothing. You’ve always been nothing.”

Tears threatened to spill ,every of her word only left me broken, she'd never lose a chance to remind me of my place. The fact that I was nothing compared to her ,I'd lives in her shadows right from birth, expected to be just like her,as the proud daughter she was, but I was the opposite,humiliated,forced to take blames,I was her bulletproof for every of her mistakes.

Her words cut too deep too damn deep.

My fist clenched

God, I couldn’t stop myself. I couldn’t take it. And I didn’t think twice.

“Must hurt…” I said, voice shaking, breaking halfway through, “being terrified of someone who was never meant to matter.”

Her face froze then cracked.

The sound of glass followed, perfume spilling like blood.

The room erupted ,rage buzzling from her eyes.

She screamed until her throat broke.

The bouncers rushed in, their shouts slicing through the silence that followed.

While Nyomi was escorted out I just stood there, breathing through the ruin, through her rage finally free enough to feel it.

"Father."

My father’s name bodly lit on the screen and with it, every secret I’d buried began to claw its way back up.

I felt chills run through my veins

What the hell have I gotten myself into?