ꜱʜʏ ɢɪʀʟ ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ʙᴏꜱꜱ PT. 2 — ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏʟɪꜱᴛ 🖤

Part 1 ended with her running home after their first kiss —
heart trembling, lips burning, and a fear she couldn’t shake.

She replayed everything in a loop:
his breath against her skin,
the way he grabbed her waist,
the heat in his voice…

And then the moment that made her want to hide forever:

“Did I actually… bite him?”

She didn’t know.
It was her first kiss, and she panicked so hard she convinced herself she ruined everything.

She fell asleep with guilt in her chest and his taste still on her lips —
convinced he regretted touching her.

What she didn’t know was the truth:

He wasn’t avoiding her.
He was losing control.
And pushing her away was the only way he knew how to breathe.

A full day passes in silence.
Not a call.
Not a message.
Nothing.

She spirals.
She blames herself.
She tells herself he must regret every second.

But while she’s breaking apart…

he is burning.

He forced distance because hearing her voice would’ve undone him completely.

He wanted space.
He needed it.
But he couldn’t hold it.

Because at 9PM, there’s a knock at her door.

Not from him.

From his chauffeur, Philip.

“Ms. Wren… he sent me. You’re needed at the estate.”

She is brought to his estate.
Led through quiet halls.
Taken straight to his private room — a place no one enters unless they matter.

And when she steps inside, everything he tried to bury erupts.

The tension snaps.
The truth slips out.
And the shy girl who only had her first kiss finds herself giving her first everything…
to the man who couldn’t stay away even when he tried.

Part 2 ends with the night that binds them —
their first time, their first surrender,
the moment innocence ends and something dangerous begins.

Now the question is:

What happens after she wakes up in his world…
claimed by a man she may not survive?