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CHAPTER 9. MILLY
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MY FORBIDDEN NIGHTS WITH THE DEVERAUX BROTHERS (18+) CHAPTER 10. MILLY
CHAPTER 10. MILLYThe stadium is a beast that breathes noise.It’s almost 8:00 PM when we arrive, and the roar of the crowd is already deafening. It rises from the concrete bowl like steam, a chaotic mix of chanting, drums, and the shrill blast of air horns. Thousands of people are here, waving banners and painting their faces, worshipping the two teams about to clash on the field.I am not comfortable. My skin crawls with the sheer volume of humanity pressing in on all sides. But what choice do I have? The plan is set. The cycle must continue. Nothing is going to stop me now, not even my crippling social anxiety.I tug my hoodie tighter around my head, clutching the zipper of my jacket until my knuckles turn white. The cool evening air still manages to seep through the openings, raising goosebumps on my arms.Riley is in her element. She moves through the crowd like a fish in water, waving at people, shouting greetings over the din."Hey, Sarah! Looking good!" she calls out."See you
MY FORBIDDEN NIGHTS WITH THE DEVERAUX BROTHERS (18+) CHAPTER 9. MILLY
CHAPTER 9. MILLYWe are back at our off-campus apartment, but the familiar scent of lavender and old books does nothing to lift the heaviness in my chest. There is nothing I can say about my mood as I trudge across the living room. It feels like I’m dragging a set of iron chains with every step."I'm going to find us something quick to make so you can relax, okay?" Riley calls out from the kitchen, trying to catch my attention.I can barely register her words. They float over me like static. I keep walking toward the stairs, my eyes fixed on the worn carpet."Millie!"I don't reply."Millie!" she calls again, louder this time.Still, I don't reply. I just want to disappear into the sanctuary of my room and never come out.I hear her groan, a sound of pure frustration, followed by the thumping of her feet against the floorboards. She catches up with me halfway up the staircase, grabbing my hand mid-step and spinning me around to face her."Are you seriously kidding me right now?" she d
MY FORBIDDEN NIGHTS WITH THE DEVERAUX BROTHERS (18+) CHAPTER 8. DAMIEN
CHAPTER 8. DAMIENI am in high spirits.I am floating on a cloud of adrenaline, caffeine, and the sweet, intoxicating taste of vengeance. It settles in my chest like a warm weight, grounding me, making me feel invincible.We are relaxed in the heart of our kingdom: the campus Starbucks. But calling it a coffee shop feels like a disservice. This is the most popular branch at Crestwood University, a sprawling glass-and-steel structure that serves as the unofficial throne room for the social elite. It’s where deals are made, reputations are destroyed, and where we, the Devereaux brothers, hold court.The air is thick with the scent of roasted Arabica, vanilla syrup, and the expensive cologne that wafts off my teammates. The hum of conversation is a low, respectful buzz. Everyone knows we are here. I can feel the eyes on us—not the scrutinizing, judgmental stares that the plebeians get, but looks of adoration, envy, and fear.The only thing my mind can think of is the peace and comfort of
MY FORBIDDEN NIGHTS WITH THE DEVERAUX BROTHERS (18+) CHAPTER 7. MILLY
CHAPTER 7. MILLYI feel the crushing weight of a choice that could destroy everything I have ever worked for.I stand there for what feels like eons, rooted to the spot while the world spins violently around me. The sun beats down on the back of my neck, baking the coffee into a sticky, suffocating shell against my skin. I am battling with the strong, overwhelming sensations in my chest—a volatile cocktail of shame, fury, and a terrifying sense of injustice. I grind my teeth so hard my jaw aches, the sound echoing in my own ears like cracking bone. I fold my arms tightly across my chest, digging my fingers into the sodden fabric of my hoodie, trying to hold myself together physically because emotionally, I am shattering.Riley is looking at me expectantly. She is scrutinizing me with that wide-eyed, worried expression, searching my face for a crack in the armor, waiting for me to say something rational. Waiting for me to agree that I should roll over and play dead.I don't even know w
MY FORBIDDEN NIGHTS WITH THE DEVERAUX BROTHERS (18+) CHAPTER 6. MILLY
CHAPTER 6. MILLYMy mind is a massive blur of rage.It is a blinding, white-hot static that drowns out the world, obliterating logic, reason, and fear. I am not walking; I am storming. My sneakers squeak against the concrete, a wet, squelching rhythm that serves as a constant, humiliating reminder of the brown sludge coating my hair and clothes."Milly! Milly, please! Wait!"I can barely register Riley's footsteps pounding on the pavement behind me. Her voice is breathless, desperate, calling out my name like she is trying to talk down a jumper from a ledge. But I am not on a ledge. I am in a war zone.The battle line has been drawn. It was etched into the floor of the hallway the moment that dark, sugary liquid splashed against my face. There is no way in hell I am going to let this slide. There is no turning back, no "forgive and forget," no taking the high road. The high road is washed out. The bridge is burned.I move through the campus grounds like a hurricane, my vision tunneled
MY FORBIDDEN NIGHTS WITH THE DEVERAUX BROTHERS (18+) CHAPTER 5. MILLY
CHAPTER 5. MILLYDarkness.My eyes are screwed shut, my lashes glued together by the sugary, sticky substance that is currently coating my entire head.For a moment, the world narrows down to a single, overwhelming sensation: wet.I feel the warm liquid seeping through my hair, reaching my scalp in slow, invasive rivulets. It runs down my forehead, tracks through my eyebrows, and drips off the tip of my nose. It soaks into the heavy fabric of my favorite hoodie, turning it into a suffocating, sodden weight against my skin. The smell is overpowering—roasted beans, artificial hazelnut, and the cloying scent of humiliation.Shock paralyzes me. It holds me in a vice grip, freezing my muscles, stopping my breath in my throat.Oh my God. He did not just do that.My mind stutters, trying to reject the reality of the situation. This happens in movies. This happens in teen dramas written by people who have never set foot in a real high school. This does not happen to Milly Carter, the invisibl
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