A Pucking Lesson in Forbidden
He was fucking her when I walked in.
The dean of Bellmont Academy was bent over her desk, moaning like she had no shame. And Vincent Carrington, hockey captain, heir to a fortune that could buy this school a hundred times over, was buried deep inside her, one hand gripping her waist, the other slapping her ass like she was nothing.
I should have looked away.
I should have run.
But I stood there frozen, watching the boy I'd loved from the shadows for three years use a woman old enough to be his mother like she was disposable.
And then he saw me.
Now he's threatening to ruin me. To destroy my mother and make my life a living hell.
Worse? His father is marrying my mother. Vincent Carrington is about to become my stepbrother.
Now we live under the same roof.
Now I have to see him every day.
Now he's pushing me against walls, his hand on my throat, his lips inches from mine, telling me he'll never accept me while his body betrays every word he says.
Because the way he looks at me isn't hatred.
The way he touches me isn't cruelty.
And the way I kissed him back?
That was the most dangerous thing I've ever done.
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Chapter: Chapter 87Dahlia's POVI turned to him with a lazy yawn, he gently shook me awake and reminded me that it was late and I needed to go back home. “ Not now." I said.He lifted me into his arms not waiting for the explanations as he took me out of the house and into his car and placed me in the passenger seat.I closed my eyes, preparing to rest my head but he had a different plan as he tuned the radio to my favourite artist. I let out a squeal, waving my hand around in excitement.“This is lovely!” I said. He opened the rooftop, the cold air brushed against my skin as a cold whisper escaped my lips. I stood up, my head peeked through the roof as I closed my eyes and let the air slam into my body as he told me, “ Be careful.”I fell back into the chair, letting out an excited giggle. I turned to look at him as I said, “ Cheers to being your girlfriend.”His eyes glowed when I said that. He smiled and said, “Cheers.” The ride back home was loud, lovely and energetic. I didn't stop laughing until
Last Updated: 2026-09-26
Chapter: Chapter 86Vincent’s POVThe wet, ragged sound of her moans cut through the cold night air. It sliced straight through the hum of my idling bike.I couldn't look away. I couldn't move. My fingers were locked on the rubber handlebars so hard the white gauze over my split knuckles tore open. Hot blood soaked back into the cloth.Then the glass slid down.Dahlia arched her back. Her bare, flushed skin caught the dim yellow light of the streetlamp as the peak hit her. Her eyes snapped open and locked right on mine across the strip of asphalt. She didn't hide. She made sure I saw every inch of her with Alexander Black.Something in my chest ripped. The last living muscle tore out and left a cold, hollow space where my soul used to be.I didn't scream. I didn't rev the engine. I kicked the bike into gear, twisted the throttle, and tore away into the black night. I left her moans buried in the exhaust.I drove with no direction until the neon sign of The Iron Den bled through the fog. South side. A fil
Last Updated: 2026-09-25
Chapter: Chapter 85Dahlia’s POVHe hadn't taken off his helmet. He sat frozen on the idling motorcycle. His bandaged hands gripped the handlebars so tight the wraps looked ready to tear. He was watching. Every tilt of my shoulders. Every ragged breath that left my lips.I kept my eyes on his shadowed helmet. I let him see all of it. I let him watch me belong to another man until the car finally went quiet and heavy again.×××Alexander collapsed back against the seat, breathing hard. His hands still rested on my hips like he didn't want to let go."You okay?" he asked. His voice was low. Rough."Yeah," I lied. My voice came out hoarse. "Just needed... air."He nodded and brushed damp hair off my forehead. His thumb lingered on my cheek. He looked down at me with something soft in his eyes that made my stomach twist."You don't have to do that for me," he said."I know," I whispered.We both knew that wasn't true. Not tonight.Outside, the motorcycle hadn't moved. The headlight was still on. A pale, stea
Last Updated: 2026-09-24
Chapter: Chapter 84Dahlia’s POVThe warm leather of the passenger seat wrapped around me, but my heart was pounding too fast. A frantic, terrified rhythm against my ribs.Through the tinted glass my eyes stayed on the side mirror. One solitary headlight was behind us. It kept a steady, ominous distance through the dark turns. The heavy frame of the motorcycle and the silhouette behind the handlebars were unmistakable.Vincent.He hadn't stayed behind. He was following us through the night.Alexander’s eyes moved up to the rearview mirror as his jaw tightened. The easy air he’d had all night went cold."Dahlia," Alexander said quietly. His voice had a dangerous edge. "That bike has been behind us since we left the park gates. Isn't that your stepbrother's motorcycle?"Panic hit me like a fist. It knocked the air out of my lungs."I... I'm not sure," I stammered. My fingers twisted together in my lap. I tried to keep my voice from shaking. "It's dark, Alexander. It could be anyone.""It's him," Alexander
Last Updated: 2026-09-23
Chapter: Chapter 83Vincent’s POVThe silver key ring bit into the bandaged palm of my right hand. I didn't care. The sharp ache was the only thing keeping my teeth from grinding to dust.My motorcycle sat in the shadow of the garage. Full tank. Engine ready to tear down the highway at a hundred until the wind blew every trace of her out of my head. I couldn't sit in this empty house for another second. Every corner smelled like her perfume. Every silent room reminded me she was out there right now, with Alexander Black, while I bled out on the floor.I took two heavy steps toward the side door. Helmet under my arm."Going somewhere, Vincent?"I froze. My jaw tightened. I turned toward the kitchen archway.Evelyn was leaning against the dark marble frame. Her face was chalky white. One hand pressed to her wrapped ribs under a soft robe. Every breath looked like a fight."I'm taking the bike," I muttered. I looked away. Couldn't meet her eyes. "Need air.""Your father left for the stadium hours ago to cle
Last Updated: 2026-09-22
Chapter: Chapter 82Dahlia’s POVI stepped out of the car, the cool evening breeze catching the edge of my fitted black jumpsuit.My breath caught in my throat. The park was massive, an endless maze of dazzling yellow fairy lights, glowing archways, and a towering Ferris wheel that painted soft pastels onto the dark sky.Yet, the usual deafening roar of laughter, screeching children, and chaotic crowds was entirely absent. The silence was eerie, beautiful, and utterly surreal.I turned my head slowly, taking in the empty walkways, the unmanned game booths, the silent concession stands.He shut down an entire amusement park just for a casual night walk…A strange realization settled in my chest. Up until now, Alexander had felt like a distant, polite shadow—a polished boy playing political games. But seeing this, feeling the weight of effortless influence, made reality slam into me. He wasn't just a wealthy rival flirting with societal standing; he was on the exact same ruthless, untouchable tier as Vince
Last Updated: 2026-09-21
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