The Guest: Erotic Romance

When my father's old college friend and his family arrived at our Vermont estate for Christmas, I braced myself for a week of polite small talk and forced holiday cheer. What I didn't expect was Adonis-their cocky, infuriatingly handsome son who managed to get under my skin the moment we met.

I tried to ignore him, tried to avoid the biting banter and sparks flying between us. But as we decorated trees, survived awkward family dinners, and spent stolen moments under twinkling lights, I began to see the man behind the smirk-the one who understood my struggles, challenged me to dream bigger, and looked at me like I was his entire world.

But just as I started to believe in us, whispers of his past cast a shadow over everything. Was I just another name on his list of fleeting romances, or could this be something real?

What began as a Christmas I'd never forget turned into a love I never saw coming. And now, I'm left wondering: is Adonis worth risking my heart for, or will our story end when the snow melts?

This holiday season, I thought I'd write my own fairytale. I never thought I'd become part of one.