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8. Rules Meant to Break

Author: theshimmery_star
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-19 20:45:31
Elena stared at her reflection the next morning, trying to find the girl she used to be. The one who didn’t tremble when her phone lit up. The one who didn’t sneak out of bed with her thighs still sore from pleasure, heart still pounding from his voice in her ear. But she couldn’t find that girl anymore.

What stared back was someone else entirely.

She wore her uniform like armor, pleated skirt neat, blouse tucked in with surgical precision. Lip gloss, perfect ponytail. No one would guess what had happened in that penthouse just a few hours back, not even 24 hours. What his mouth had done. What his fingers made her feel. She could still feel the ghost of his mouth on her skin, the way his fingers made her come apart like she was made for him.

“Elena, you’re going to be late!” her father’s voice echoed from downstairs.

“Coming, dad!” she called back, grabbing her bag.

At school, Elena couldn’t focus. Not in chemistry, not in literature, not even when Avonlea passed her an elaborate doodl
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  • Guilty Pleasure #2   15. Burning in Secret

    The world was buzzing outside Elena’s window, but inside her room, everything was painfully still. She stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting the straps of her red gown. The silk clung to her curves like liquid fire, the slit up her thigh revealing just enough skin to be dangerous.“Ryan would lose his mind if he saw me in this.” Her fingers hovered above her phone again. Her stomach twisted. He hadn’t called since last night. Not a single text. “He’s busy. He said he would be.”But logic didn’t stop the ache in her chest.Elena stared at her reflection. She looked breathtaking, but inside, she felt hollow. Her eyes looked tired, rimmed with slight shadows even beneath her concealer. Her heart twisted inside her chest with a dull, persistent ache. She missed him.“Get it together,” she muttered to herself.Avonlea burst into the room, already dressed in her sleek black gown, her curls pinned into an elegant updo. “Oh. My. God.”Elena turned. “Too much?”“Too much? You l

  • Guilty Pleasure #2   14. Long Distance Craving

    Ryan had left this morning. Now Elena was sad, thinking she had to spend the next 3 days without him. “God! How I’m gonna survive these days without Ryan? Now even an hour without him feels miserable, each and every moment feels like an eternity. What have you done to me, Ryan Johnson? Are you missing me the same way I’m missing you?”Elena was still on her bed, thinking of Ryan. Not being able to take this anymore, she decided to send him a text.ELENA: Have you reached safely? What are you doing?After sending the text, she kept her phone away, not waiting for his reply immediately, knowing he would be busy, more precisely she was not expecting one. Maybe to prove her wrong, her phone vibrated within a minute. RYAN: Finally you remembered me!Elena felt she was on cloud nine. She tried to keep herself busy since the time she got to know he was leaving, but nothing could get his thoughts out of her mind. ELENA: I thought you must be busy. Are you in office?When is your meeting?

  • Guilty Pleasure #2   13. Craving Hours

    The late afternoon sun stretched lazily over the school courtyard, coating everything in a warm amber hue. The final bell rang, and Elena shoved her books into her bag with uncharacteristic haste.Her eyes swept across the street beyond the school gates. She spotted Ryan’s black Aston Martin idling near the school gate, just a glimpse of polished chrome and tinted windows, but enough to make her pulse spike. She glanced around, scanning the crowd for teachers or anyone who might recognize him or, worse, her walking toward his car.“Elena! Wait up!” Avonlea called from behind her.Elena adjusted her bag strap, forcing a casual smile. “Sorry, I’ve got plans.”Avonlea’s eyes narrowed. “With who?”“Just errands.”“Uh-huh.” Avonlea crossed her arms.She smiled at her best friend politely before disappearing behind the side gate, keeping her head down, her steps swift and silent.The passenger door clicked open before she even reached it.Ryan lounged in the driver’s seat, one hand draped o

  • Guilty Pleasure #2   12. Storm Aftermath

    Elena’s breath was still uneven when she slowly rolled off the bed, trembling from the aftermath of Ryan’s merciless attention. She looked over at him who was still lying on her bed the same way, watching her with a lazy, satisfied smirk. His hand lazily trailed down her bare thigh, clearly in no rush to move.But Elena’s mind had already begun to race. She glanced at the window. The gray clouds had long drifted away, leaving golden streaks of late afternoon sun spilling across the sky.“You need to go.”Ryan’s brow lifted. “Why? Afraid you’ll start begging again?”She scowled, cheeks burning. “I’m serious. The rain’s stopped. Dad’s gonna be home any minute.”But his smirk didn’t waver. “And?”She shot him a glare. “And we’re in my bedroom. You’re in his sweatpants. You just ate me out like your last meal, and the door isn’t locked.” Elena pulled up the thin strap of her crop top, yanked her leggings up, and tossed his shirt at him. “We need to look normal, Ryan.”Ryan’s lips curved a

  • Guilty Pleasure #2   11. Temptation in the Storm

    Elena handed a pair of her father’s clothes to Ryan.“They’re dad’s. You can wear them for now. I’ll give yours to dry,” she said, avoiding Ryan's gaze.Ryan arched a brow, picking up the dark gray t-shirt and black sweatpants. "You want me to wear your father's clothes while I'm in your bedroom?"Her cheeks flamed. "Just change. I'll be back."She grabbed her own change, a crop top and leggings, and fled to the guest bathroom. The door clicked shut behind her, and she sagged against it, pressing her palms to her flushed face.“You're such an idiot, Elena!”The mirror reflected her soaked state, her hair plastered to her neck, her thin tee nearly transparent. She peeled it off with trembling fingers, her skin still humming from the way Ryan had looked at her in the rain.On the other hand, Ryan stared at the closed bedroom door and exhaled sharply. The rain had soaked through everything, leaving his skin chilled. He tossed the shirt onto the chair near Elena's desk, then unbuckled his

  • Guilty Pleasure #2   10. Storm Warning

    The moment the door clicked shut behind Ryan, the air in the foyer thickened. He was here. In her doorway. Looking like a walking temptation in navy-blue Armani and that stupid smirk that melted her better judgment.Elena’s breath caught. Her fingers curled into the hem of her oversized tee as Ryan stepped closer, his polished shoes silent against the marble floor.Her bare legs were on full display. Her oversized tee barely skimmed the top of her thighs. She felt entirely too exposed like he could see through fabric, skin, bone, right down to the mess she’d become in his absence.“Shame,” he repeated, his eyes still dragging down her body like a slow drag of smoke. “I would’ve liked to say hi to your father.”She crossed her arms, more out of instinct than modesty. “He’ll be home any minute.”Ryan didn’t move. “So I’ve got a minute then.”The skies above rumbled, a heavy growl of thunder echoing through the air. The wind picked up, rustling the trees lining the Carter driveway. A mom

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