SECRETS AND SEDUCTIONS
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT‼️
This story contains themes of BDSM, including elements of dominance and submission, bondage, name-calling kinks (such as terms like "whore"), consensual rough play, and some scenes that involve violence. If these topics could be triggering or uncomfortable for you, I strongly recommend proceeding with caution or choosing a different story.
But if you're into all this delicious chaos—welcome, and get ready for the ride of your life. Things are about to get wild. Enjoy! 😉
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Why was I thinking about his lips? Was I really that starved for attention?
I couldn't tear my eyes away. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was just the sheer need for something to distract me. But it wasn't just his lips. His jaw was sharp, the muscles of his neck visible beneath the fabric of his shirt. He looked like someone who could make me forget everything.
His voice broke through my thoughts. "Something wrong?"
I blinked, shaking my head, forcing my eyes to pull away from him. "No. Nothing."
I felt his gaze still on me, making me feel like he could see right through all the bullshit I was trying to wear. I wasn't sure if it was the alcohol, the heartbreak, or the way he looked at me, but suddenly it didn't feel like a mistake. It felt like something I needed.
Without thinking, I stood, my body moving before my mind could catch up. My heart raced as I stepped closer to him, his brow furrowing slightly in confusion. He was surprised, but I didn't care.
I grabbed his shirt, pulled him down to me, and pressed my lips to his.
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Chapter: 10. ~SCARLETT. I hadn't expected to see Jake, especially not now, not when my mind was still spinning from what had just transpired at the cabana. "Scar?" He repeated, stepping away from the mirrored wall, his face drawn with confusion "What are you doing here? Where the hell are you coming from?" Gripping the hem of the oversized shirt I wore, I straightened, forcing calm into my trembling hands. "I… I went for a walk," I stuttered, praying my voice didn't betray me. "Needed some air." "At this time of night?" his eyes narrowed as he glanced from my flushed face to my heaving chest. "And why are you panting? Were you running?" My mind scrambled for an excuse. "I thought I saw something while I was walking," I said quickly, forcing a nervous laugh. "It scared me, so I ran." "You ran? From what?" His brow arched, unconvinced. "I don't know… it was dark." My voice cracked. "I didn't want to stick around to find out." He cocked his head, studying me in a
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Chapter: 9. ~SCARLETT. I lay on the bed in our suite, wearing one of Jake's oversized shirts. The sleeves hung past my elbows, and the hem brushed against my thighs as I shifted to get comfortable. The room was cool and quiet, save for the narrator's voice on the TV, detailing the horrifying crimes of Jeffrey Dahmer. I didn't even know how I'd ended up watching this. The details were gruesome; drugging, luring, and doing unspeakable things. My stomach lurched at the thought of what he'd done to his victims. How could someone be so evil? I hugged a pillow tighter against my chest, unsure why I couldn't bring myself to change the channel. Maybe it was shock, or maybe I just needed anything to keep my mind busy. Jake had left abruptly earlier, and when I'd returned to the suite, I'd paced around, unsure of what to do with myself. The silence felt too much, and it wasn't long before I grabbed one of his shirts. The familiar scent of him made the emp
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Chapter: 8. ~SCARLETT. We were back in the hall, the sound of laughter and chatter all around. Jake had insisted we return, claiming this was supposed to be about us. "A chance to enjoy ourselves," he'd said. "To reconnect." I'd agreed because he was right. Liam had left, and so had his clingy girlfriend. That alone made it easier to relax. I didn't need her weird glances or Liam's unsettling presence messing with my head. As for Liam himself, if he thought I'd sneak off to meet him at some shady cabana, he was out of his mind. Jake and I were finally finding our rhythm again, and I wasn't going to let Liam or anyone else mess that up. Still, doubt crept in. I believed Jake when he said he hadn't cheated, but her? She didn't seem like someone who could stay loyal. And whoever she'd been with that night definitely wasn't Liam because I'd know if it was. I pushed those thoughts aside as the host's voice rose above the chatter. "Now, for the next rou
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Chapter: 7. ~LIAM. All eyes were on me, but my focus? Entirely on her. That green-eyed little spitfire sitting stiffly next to her pathetic excuse of a boyfriend. I leaned back, letting my gaze linger on her longer than necessary, just enough to make her squirm. And squirm she did, her hand tightening around Jake's like she was holding on for dear life. But what caught my attention more was Jake. The idiot couldn't hide his nerves if he tried. His eyes kept darting toward Natalie, unable to decide where to look, while she kept licking her lips like a desperate dog. Pathetic. Beside me, Natalie was clinging to me like a fucking parasite. "Liam," she purred. "are we playing or just watching the show?" I pushed her off, brushing her hand away like it was an annoying fly. "Not now, sweetheart." She pouted, but I didn't care. She wasn't why I was here. She was just the ticket into this ridiculous couples' game. My real focus was walking out of the double doors with Jake.
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Chapter: 6. ~SCARLETT. Day broke, but sleep never came. I stayed curled on the floor, clutching my locket as the first light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling window. The pounding on the bathroom door had stopped hours ago, replaced by a silence that was somehow louder. I stared at the lock, my thoughts spiraling into places I didn't want to go. Finally, I took a shaky breath and forced myself to move. My legs wobbled beneath me as I stood. Unlocking the door, I eased it open. Jake was slumped on the floor, asleep. His face looked disturbingly peaceful, like nothing had happened. But the dried blood on his lip told a different story. For reasons I couldn't understand, my heart broke at the sight. Kneeling beside him, I felt tears burn my eyes. He looked so broken. So far from the man I had fallen in love with. And yet, I couldn't help but feel responsible. I'd pushed him to this; accused him, doubted him, and betrayed him. If I hadn't slept with Liam, if I'd trusted hi
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Chapter: 5. ~SCARLETT. *~FLASHBACK~* I adjusted my shirt, giving myself one last look in the mirror. Jake wasn't home yet—he'd left earlier, saying he had something to take care of—but that worked out fine since I was meeting my friend, Janice, to go shopping. Grabbing my phone, I headed out of the bedroom and down the stairs, still texting Janice about where we'd meet. I was halfway to the door, my sandals clicking softly against the tiled floor, when a voice stopped me cold. "Where to?" I jumped, my phone slipping from my hand. I barely caught it before it hit the floor, my heart racing as I spun around. Jake was sitting at the dining table, a bottle of tequila in front of him. His eyes were bloodshot. It took me a moment to process what I was seeing. Jake didn't drink. EVER. This... this was new. "Baby," I said with a nervous laugh, my hand pressed against my chest. "You almost gave me a heart attack. When did you get back?" Ignoring my question, he repeated, 'Where are you g
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