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Chapter Fifty-eight

Autor: Zara Dusk
last update Última actualización: 2025-10-25 05:14:04

Scarlett's POV

“Just let me finish these pancakes first,” I mumbled around a mouthful of syrupy goodness, shoving another forkful into my mouth like I hadn’t eaten in days.

Olivia snorted, flopping onto my bed without a shred of hesitation. She stretched out like she owned the place, fiddling absentmindedly with my bedsheets as her legs dangled off the side.

“So,” she said, her voice casual but expectant, “where are we even gonna go?” Her fingers tugged at a loose thread on the quilt, her nails clicking softly against the fabric as she waited for my answer.

I hummed in response, entirely too focused on the stack of pancakes in front of me. My clips sat on the table next to my plate, and I grabbed one, sliding it back into my hair with one hand while shoveling more pancakes into my mouth with the other.

“I don’t even…” I started, my voice muffled by the food I hadn’t bothered to swallow yet. Olivia raised a perfectly arched brow at me, her expression equal parts amused and judgmental.
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  • Off-Limits Desire   Chapter Sixty-five

    Scarlett's POVI shook my head, sitting up groggily. The room spun slightly, and I felt a wave of fatigue wash over me.I ran my hands across my face, feeling around for my phone. My fingers wrapped around its slender frame, and I pulled it up to my face.The bright screen made me squint, and I shielded my eyes, forcing myself into an upright position as I stretched lazily. The stiffness in my body was evident, and I let out a low groan.My neck made an odd cracking noise as I twisted my back, trying to shake myself awake.I tossed the phone onto the armchair adjacent to where I sat, the soft cushions enveloping it. As I forced myself out of the couch, my joints creaked in protest.I headed to the television to turn it off, my neck aching with every movement. The screen went black, and the room fell silent except for the dull hum of the radiator in the corner and the distant buzz of horns as the city came to life.I sighed heavily, remembering I had work today. The thought of facing t

  • Off-Limits Desire   Chapter Sixty-four

    Scarlett's POVMy breath seized in my throat as I gripped the edges of my tray tighter, exhaling shakily.Now I know I did not leave that this morning.What the actual fuck is going on?I stood frozen for a moment, my mind racing with possibilities. I tiptoed to the room, bracing myself for whatever I was going to see. The creaking of the floorboards beneath my feet seemed amplified, and my heart pounded in my chest.As I pushed the door open wider, a violent shiver ran down my spine. The sight before me was like a punch to the gut. I felt like I'd been robbed, violated.I dropped the tray on the floor, close to the doorframe, as I stepped over my overturned desk, trembling. My sheets hung awkwardly from my windows, my bed totally wrecked. The mess was chaotic, like a whirlwind had swept through my room.I picked up a ripped pillow, staring at it as if somehow it would tell me what exactly had happened. My bedside drawers lay on the floor, contents totally emptied out onto the floor.

  • Off-Limits Desire   Chapter Sixty-three

    Scarlett's POVAs I trudged towards my front door, a smile still plastered on my face, I rummaged through my purse for my phone. My fingers closed around it, and I pulled it out, dialing Spencer's number out of habit. But then I remembered he was away on a business trip, and a chuckle escaped my lips as I shoved the phone back into my bag. "Silly," I muttered to myself.I continued to fumble through my purse, searching for my keys.My fingers dug deeper, and I pointed the bag towards the dim street light by the fence, but there was nothing."Don't tell me I forgot my keys. Do not fucking tell me I forgot my keys," I muttered, crouching down by the fence as I emptied the contents of my purse onto the ground.The items clanged against each other, and a faint glint caught my eye. I grabbed the keys, sighing in relief as I packed my stuff back into the bag.As I stood up, I dusted off my knees, grunting in frustration. "I really need to organize my shit better," I muttered to myself.I st

  • Off-Limits Desire   Chapter Sixty-two

    Ares' POVDon't get an erection.Don't get an erection.Don't get an erection.Scarlett's weight was still pressed lightly against me, her frame soft where mine was tense. My hands, which had instinctively gone to steady her, now rested awkwardly at her waist.Her brown hair framed her face, shielding her hazel eyes which were barely visible. It smells faintly of coconut and lavender, her signature scent.Her breath hitched as she glanced down between us, then quickly backed up. Her cheeks bloomed a deep shade of red that stirred something very unholy within me.DON’T. GET. AN. ERECTION.She pushed herself off with a flustered gasp, avoiding my eyes as she dusted off her jorts. I cleared my throat, a low rumble that scraped against the tightness in my chest.I swallowed hard, risking a glance at her as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, eyes flicking everywhere but at me.My lips twitched in spite of myself.I inwardly chuckled, watching her fidget as she glanced at any and e

  • Off-Limits Desire   Chapter Sixty-one

    Scarlett's POVI hum softly, closing the distance between us, feeling the heat radiating off of him.The air around us seems to shift, thickening with something unspoken, something charged. “And you,” I say, my voice low as I jab my index finger into his chest.His brow arches, his lips twitching upward in amusement as if I’m nothing more than a source of entertainment to him. My cheeks flush instantly, the weight of his piercing blue eyes locking onto mine making me feel like my thoughts are on full display.Those eyes, sharp, unreadable, hold emotions I can’t quite place, swirling beneath the surface in a way that makes my stomach twist.I swallow thickly, my throat suddenly dry. My palms feel clammy, and I discreetly wipe them on the fabric of my skirt, praying he doesn’t notice.“You didn’t answer me,” I finish, crossing my arms over my chest in an attempt to look composed, even if my heart is hammering against my ribs.For a moment, he doesn’t say anything. He just stares at me,

  • Off-Limits Desire   Chapter Sixty

    Scarlett's POV“Where are my cream slacks? Spencer groans, rummaging through his closet as I button up my blouse, plopping on his bed.His vanilla scent wafts into my nose as Ariana's voice croons out his speakers, barely audible.“Spence, you don't have cream slacks you have beige slacks,” I pause, chuckling as the perfectly starched pair of pants catches my eye underneath his big blue suitcase. “And here they are,” I say as I wrench them out from underneath his suitcase with a grunt.“Ugh,” he groans, grabbing them from my arms as he ruffles my hair, “Scar, you are a lifesaver. I was so gonna be late for my flight,” he says as he rips a shirt off its hanger, hastily buttoning it up.I pat my hair down, smoothing it as I shoot daggers at Spencer.He chuckles lowly, glancing at his watch.“Shit, shit,” he cusses, grabbing his wallet and airpod case from the nightstand as he disappears into the bathroom, reappearing moments later with his toiletries.“If I don't get going now, I'm not

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