Chapter: Chapter 12: Take your timeSarah stirred the pasta sauce on the stove, the rich smell of garlic and tomatoes filling the kitchen. She had kept the meal simple tonight—something Oliver would actually eat. The sauce bubbled gently while she listened for his footsteps upstairs.The doorbell rang.She wiped her hands on a dish towel and opened the door. Marcus stood there in a dark coat, a large gift bag in one hand and that familiar half-smile on his face.“Surprise,” he said.Before she could answer, Oliver’s excited voice rang out. “Dad!”The little boy flew down the stairs and straight into Marcus’s arms. Marcus caught him easily, lifting him high.“Hey, champ.” He set Oliver down and pulled a shiny remote-control T-Rex from the bag. “Heard you like dinosaurs.”Oliver’s eyes went huge. “Whoa! Thank you!”Marcus ruffled his hair. “Go on. Try him out.”They played right there on the living room rug while Sarah finished dinner. Marcus made the dinosaur roar and chase Oliver across the floor. The boy’s laughter fil
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Chapter: Chapter 11: Five Years LaterChapter 11Five years later SarahSarah stood at the kitchen island, flipping golden pancakes on the griddle while the morning sun streamed through the tall windows of their spacious apartment. Five years had changed everything, and yet some mornings still felt beautifully ordinary.“Mom! I can’t find my blue socks!” Oliver’s voice echoed from upstairs, full of five-year-old drama.“Did you check under the bed like I told you yesterday?” Sarah called back, smiling to herself.A pause. Then triumphant shouting. “Found them!”Moments later, small feet thundered down the stairs. Oliver burst into the kitchen, backpack half-zipped, his dark hair still messy from sleep. He ran straight to her and wrapped his little arms around her waist, pressing his face into her side.“Morning, Mommy.”Sarah’s heart melted, the way it did every single time. She leaned down and kissed the top of his head, breathing in the familiar scent of his shampoo. “Good morning, my love. Sit down before the pancakes
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Chapter: Chapter 10: Trading One Devil For Another MarcusSarah stared at him like he had just suggested they jump off a cliff together.“Marry you?” Her voice cracked, half-laugh, half-horror. “You can’t be serious.”Marcus leaned back in the chair, one ankle resting casually on his knee, and let the silence stretch between them. He was very serious.Internally, the pieces had snapped into place the second she admitted the baby was Julian Sterling’s. A visible heir. A very public, very pregnant wife on his arm. It was better than any plan he could have engineered. His father’s ultimatum had been hanging over him for months: settle down or watch the Kane empire slip to a cousin. The old man was done with the parade of models and tabloid scandals. “You want the company?” he’d growled at their last board meeting. “Then prove you can build something that lasts.”This woman had fallen straight into his lap like a gift from the devil himself. Julian’s discarded wife, carrying the rival’s child, desperate, and already burning for revenge.
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Chapter: Chapter 9: What do you Want SarahSarah woke to the taste of copper and the steady beep of a heart monitor. Her head throbbed in time with her pulse, a dull, vicious ache that radiated from her temple down to her jaw. She tried to sit up, but the room tilted violently. A soft hand pressed her shoulder back against the pillows.“Easy, Mrs. Kane. You’ve had quite a night.”The voice belonged to a middle-aged nurse in crisp blue scrubs. The woman offered a gentle smile as she adjusted an IV line. Sarah blinked, trying to make sense of the luxurious bedroom around her—high ceilings, heavy silk curtains and expensive furniture. This was no hospital.“Where am I?” Her voice cracked, raw and weak.“You’re safe in your husband’s private residence,” the nurse replied cheerfully. “Mr. Kane brought you here after the accident. The doctor has been monitoring you personally.”Husband?The word sent ice sliding down Sarah’s spine. Julian. For one disorienting second she thought he had changed his mind, that he had come for h
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Chapter: Chapter 8: Kidnapped SarahThe smell of pancakes filled the air, warm and buttery, carrying the faint sweetness of maple syrup.In the dream Sarah walked barefoot into the sunlit kitchen, a soft smile already forming on her lips. Julian stood at the counter, shirtless, his back muscles shifting as he wrestled with the frying pan. Flour streaked one cheek. When he turned, his eyes held that rare, quiet warmth she had fallen in love with years ago.“You shouldn’t be up,” he said gently, setting the spatula down. “Think about the baby.”She looked down. A rounded bump pressed against the front of her nightgown, full and unmistakable. Her hand settled over it instinctively, protective and full of wonder.Then warmth spread between her legs — wet, sticky, wrong. She lifted her hand. Blood. Bright red, soaking through the fabric, running down her thighs.Sarah screamed.Her eyes snapped open, lungs burning as she gasped for air.She was not in their kitchen. She was not safe.Her wrists ached fiercely. Thick,
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Chapter: Chapter 7: All aloneSarahSarah stood at the small kitchen window of the old apartment, staring down at the quiet street below. A week. Seven days since she had dragged her suitcase through that door and locked it behind her. The place had been thick with dust then — gray film on every surface, the faint smell of abandonment clinging to the curtains and the faded couch. She had spent the first two days on her knees with bleach and rags, scrubbing until her hands were raw. Now the counters gleamed, the floors were swept, and the single framed photo of her and her mother hung straight on the wall again.It still didn’t feel like home. It felt like survival.Her stomach rolled with another wave of nausea. Morning sickness had crept in three days ago. She turned back to the table and picked up the half-eaten bowl of instant noodles. The cheap chicken flavor was the only thing that didn’t make her gag right now. She forced down another small bite, then set the spoon aside and reached for the packet of saltin
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Chapter: Chapter 124: A Handsome Stranger in the Bathtub 3Something in him faltered. His hands reached for my ass when he broke the kiss, his dark eyes staring dangerously in my eyes and for a moment I was afraid I did something wrong, pushed him too much, interpreted the situation wrong when-With a hard thrust he buried his cock inside me.I gasped loudly, then moaned and let my head roll back. I held on to his shoulders as he railed inside me, not caring who from the hotel might hear us. my legs wrapped around his waist to pull him deeper with every thrust and his tongue found my neck again. Sweet heavens, my body was on fire. The built-up arousal flamed up in my pussy and spread through my body, my nails dug into his skin. He moaned in my ear and it sounded like the best music I've ever heard.I bit my lip in a weak attempt to be more quiet but his relentless fucking made me squeeze and clench around his cock, my first orgasm was near. He pressed harder against me, hands wrapping possessively around my thighs and he pounded into my wet l
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Chapter: Chapter 123: A Handsome Stranger in the Bathtub 2He played with me, played with the bit of courage I had mustered when it was as clear as the night sky above us that he was the one in control here. My body had surrendered the moment his arm closed around me.Yet, encouraged by his words, I leaned in closer. With gentle sensuality he brushed the back of his other hand over my hip, swiping against the ties of my bikini. The tickling swishes jolted up my body and into my chest, causing my nipples to tighten even more. My nose nudged his as I silently gasped.Then his hand palmed my hip in a firm grip and I crashed against his lips. The surge of his hold swept me against him and our lips fuzed for a moment before they parted and his tongue licked over mine.Soft moans transferred from my mouth into his as we nipped and kissed. His hand in my neck pulled me closer with an urgent wrench. My hands wandered on his shoulders, brushing over the muscles that flexed each time his grasp tightened on my body. I thought for a moment he would pull
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Chapter: Chapter 122: A Handsome Stranger in the Bathtub 1The soft breeze of the night hair swished some loose strands of my messy bun around my face and I let myself slip a little deeper into the warm bubbles of the hot tub. I wiggled my toes in the water and stretched my legs, a warm shiver ran down my spine. Leaning my head back, I looked up at the stars. It was just me outside here, at this hour most other guests of the hotel were probably asleep by then.I could feel my body relax in the blubbering water, my boobs slightly lifted, floating with the movement of the water but safely contained in my string bikini. The ties of the bottoms tickled on my thighs. I head some rustling nearby but assumed it would be some bird flapping its wings in a bush. But then water splash noises made me jerk my head around.A man entered the tub from the side, tanned and attractive, red swim shorts. He was at least ten years older than me. At least. His handsome face changed into a warm smile but there was something in his brown eyes that kept me on the edg
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Chapter: Chapter 121: The Dare 10I've never felt this painfully turned on. My body's desperate for her. A rush of feral desire tears through me, and it takes everything in me to stay on the bed. A burst of laughter drifts through from the other side of the door, a couple of guests passing by as they presumably head to the bathroom. Layla doesn't let the noise deter her. She slips her dress all the way up her body, revealing the breasts I got to know so well on our first night. She's all curves and valleys, softness and warmth. Her nipples are tight peaks, her breasts full and heavy. Her stomach tightens as she pulls her dress free and drops it on the floor. I drag in a breath and wrap my fingers around my cock, looking her over as I kick off a series of slow, steady strokes. Layla stays right where she is, and I smile as she gives in to her inner exhibitionist. She slides a hand between her thighs and rubs herself, keeping her eyes on mine as her fingers slide through the pussy I know is already soaking wet. Her o
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Chapter: Chapter 120: The Dare 9She smiles, enjoying playing with me. "I wanted to strip down to my lingerie and face the mirror. Rest my hands on the vanity and watch you fuck me from behind." She slips her hand down the front of my body and cups me through my jeans, squeezing my cock until I want to drag her over to the bed and dive on her. "Or maybe..." she says with a teasing note, "you'd be the one kneeling before me. You'd peel off my panties, put your mouth on my pussy, and get your face all messy. I've never done that standing up, but you might be too tall to pull it off, I think."My heart's pounding, my dick's hard, and I'm about to lose my composure. "Lift your dress right now." I can see and feel everything she's telling me, almost like we were never interrupted that night and we're in the bathroom together now. She laughs a split second before I kiss her again, my tongue more forceful this time around, her whimpers my reward. "I'm gonna need you to take off this dress," I say, surprised by the roughness
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Chapter: Chapter 119: The Dare 8 She leaves her drink on the bench and wanders over to me, stopping when our bodies are almost touching. "I hope the thought tortures you," she says, her eyes warm with amusement. "You deserve it. You got me all worked up and left me hanging. I didn't even get a kiss." She's right. It didn't occur to me at the time. I was too busy exploring under her shirt, and now all I can think about is her mouth. "In my defence, I had my hands full. Well, one hand." I trail my fingertips down her temple and brush her jaw with my thumb. "Will you let me kiss you now?" The heat in her eyes tells me she's remembering how it was between us that night, the two of us so caught up in each other we were on the verge of exploding. I doubt it'll take much to reignite the flame. A touch, a kiss--hell, just looking at her gets me going. Layla keeps her eyes on mine for the longest moment, then nods and pulls in an audible breath. My chest expands and the tension inside me eases. I'm attracted to her, yes,
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Rule Number One: My Brother's Best Friend
"Rule No. 1: Don’t ask your brother's best friend to take your virginity
Samantha had always ended relationships, since all men ever wanted was sex, when she wasn't willing they fled and never looked back—and in the quiet ache of wanting someone she can never have. Drew Carter, her brother’s best friend, has been her secret obsession since childhood. Smart. Gorgeous. Untouchable.
But when Samantha turns twenty- four, she decides to break all the unspoken rules. With a heart full of nerves and a fire she can no longer suppress, she asks Drew for one reckless favor: take her virginity. No strings.
They promise it won’t change anything.
They were so wrong.
Because once the line is crossed, there's no going back. Passion ignites. Old emotions resurface. And suddenly, everything—loyalty, friendship, and the safety of their past—is at risk.
He was never supposed to want her.
But some rules were made to be broken.
Book 2 ~~~ Jazz thought she had everything a woman was supposed to want—a loving husband, a beautiful child, and a stable career. From the outside, her life looks perfect. But behind the routine of work, family dinners, and quiet nights lies a truth she can’t ignore anymore.
She’s bored.
Then she discovers The Weekend Club—a secret online community where ordinary couples escape their ordinary lives.
At first, it feels thrilling… intoxicating even.
But the deeper Jazz and her husband sink into the club’s seductive world, Trust begins to crack. And one reckless weekend sparks a chain of betrayal, obsession, and consequences no one saw coming.
Because in The Weekend Club, every choice has a price.
And once you step inside…
there’s no such thing as just one weekend.
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Chapter: Chapter 141: A familiar SongI hid in my basement for a week.My boss fired me after I failed to show up three days in a row. He left a message on my voicemail since I refused to answer the phone.Minah called a few times. I didn't answer for her, either. The first message she left was sympathetic."Hey Cecily, it's Minah. Sorry I missed you. Blaine says you two broke up and I just wanted to check in, see how you're doing. I'm so sorry to hear it didn't work out; you seemed so happy together the other night! But you have to do what's best for you. Call me back when you have a sec and let me know you're okay. Love ya."The next one came two days later."Hi Cecily, it's Minah. Just checking in. Blaine seems really upset about the whole breakup and says he can't get a hold of you either. I'm gonna stop by your place later, okay? I'm worried about you."That night, an impatient and annoyed message:"Cecily, it's Minah. I know you're home, I can see you through the window. Can you please answer the door?"The next day
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Chapter: Chapter 140: Never F*cking Hit Me AgainPlease don't," I whimpered.The hand on my breast tightened and he shoved his pelvis against me, cock hard and throbbing and angry beneath his jeans."Blaine, stop!" I shouted, and I pushed him as hard as I could.He stumbled back, regained his footing, and the next thing I knew I was on the floor with pain shooting through my jaw. Blaine stood over me, hand hanging in the air like a hawk soars, almost graceful, almost sickeningly elegant as he stared down at me.I looked up, shocked, and touched my cheek."You know, I could be with a thousand other chicks, ones that aren't fucking crazy-ass cunts who live in fucking la-la-land," he growled.Suddenly, he was tugging on my arm, pulling me to my feet, fingers digging into my flesh as I protested. "Instead I have Cecily fucking Larch, useless goddamn poet who doesn't know when to talk and when to shut the fuck up.""Stop," I gasped again.He grabbed my chin, forcing my face to look up at him."I don't want to talk about the fucking baby.
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Chapter: Chapter 139: DistractedIt might have just been in my mind, but it felt like there was a moment where the world froze. A beat, a heartbeat, a long beat of processing, processing, processing, turning the words over and over in my mind.baby baby baby baby baby baby they're having a babyBlaine was staring at Minah. I only knew that because I got past the moment first and let out another deranged laugh as I grabbed his forearm."A baby! I can't believe it!" My voice was shrill, shaking, shocked.Blaine recovered as I glanced at him, tearing his eyes away from Minah and grinning broadly."Fuck, dude, congratulations!" He bounded out of his seat and clapped Axel on the back, then leaned down and kissed Minah on the cheek. "Congrats, mama."She teared up and dabbed the corner of her eye with a napkin."It's still early," she said quietly. "Really early. So just... don't tell anyone yet, okay? Just in case, you know, things... happen.""Nothing's gonna happen." Axel's voice was a low rumble and he squeezed Minah's
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Chapter: Chapter 138: A BabySix months went by. Minah and Axel bought a house together and moved out of the apartment we'd shared. Minah's studio opened and was a resounding success. Axel was Axel. He didn't say much to anyone and nothing to me, really. I still worked at the art store. I dated Blaine because he was convenient. Because he was convenient, I became comfortable. Because I was comfortable, I didn't notice the subtle shifts.He wanted to fuck all the time. Every time I saw him, he wanted to fuck. It didn't matter if I was tired or if I hadn't showered or if I was on my period or anything, Blaine wanted my body. It was easier just to let him have it, so I would spread my legs or open my mouth and think of Axel while Blaine rutted against me. Sometimes I came, sometimes I didn't, sometimes Blaine cared, often he didn't.I didn't notice the way he sighed miserably when he finished, the way he stopped handing me the towel when he came all over my stomach or back or face, the way his touch became harder an
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Chapter: Chapter 137: Not EnoughHe followed me in, lips crushing against mine as soon as the basement door swung shut behind us. Before I could even turn the lights on, he was fumbling with my jacket, pushing it down my arms and I was pulling at the hem of his shirt."Fuck, you're eager," he murmured as I gave up on his shirt and started unbuckling his belt."Is that a complaint?"The response was a hand suddenly gripping my breast, squeezing painfully hard as I gasped against his mouth.We stumbled through the dark basement to my bed, clothes shedding here and there as we undressed each other. He reached for the light when we crossed into the bedroom, but I grabbed his wrist."I like the dark," I murmured.He chuckled, his hands finding the band of my bra and unhooking it."Little bit of a freak, Cecily?""You don't know the half of it."He laughed again and kissed me, grabbed my tits, and pushed his hardening cock against my pelvis.I let him grab me, let him fondle my breasts and suck on my nipples and push me to
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Chapter: Chapter 136: My placeMinah found me in the coatroom.Her voice floated among the hanging garments, twirling between them like wind through the trees."Cecily?"I held my breath, hoping she wouldn't look behind the second-last row of coats, praying she wouldn't see me sitting on the ground in the corner with tears in my eyes. There were a thousand reasons I didn't want to be discovered and only most of them were because of my feelings for Axel. A few of them were because it was Minah's wedding day and she shouldn't have to deal with a crying bridesmaid.It was supposed to be her day.When she appeared at the end of the row of coats, I thought perhaps her eyes would gloss over me. Maybe I could pass as a pile of rags in the corner, a sad, forgotten lump of fabric, invisible and intangible, worth more as a simple pile of rags than it would be with myself included."What are you... are you crying?""No." I wiped my cheeks furiously as Minah started down the row, the skirt of her dress trailing behind her."Ce
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