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Behind the Mask

作者: iindwi_z
last update 公開日: 2026-07-07 08:38:57

Because I felt completely uncomfortable being in this place, I decided to just leave. Yes, I chose to go home. I would be far better off sleeping in my own room at home, spending my vacation reading novels, than continuing to have my heart broken at this villa.

That very night, I immediately packed all my belongings into a bag. However, halfway across the outer lobby as I tried to find my way out, my steps were forced to stop. There, I saw Javier and Adriana arguing fiercely near the parking ar
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  • Secretly Loving My Adoptive Brother   A Mother's Cruel Verdict

    “Why did you brake so suddenly? What if someone rear-ended us?” I protested, gripping my seatbelt, trying to steady myself from the shock of the sudden stop.Javier remained motionless. He simply stared straight at me for several seconds before finally letting out a slow breath. Then he pressed down on the gas pedal again, steering the car through the congested city streets. I couldn’t help but wonder what was truly going on inside that man’s head.Why was his mood always shifting like this? One moment he was protective and kind, and the next he transformed into a complete stranger, cold as ice.For the rest of the drive, silence reclaimed the cabin. Not a single word passed between us.I chose to stay quiet as well, still stewing over Javier’s reckless behavior. What had he even meant by slamming on the brakes like that? What if something terrible had happened?At last, the black car came to a stop right in front of t

  • Secretly Loving My Adoptive Brother   Not Just Anyone

    Just like every night before, I dreamed of being intimate with Javier again. Always the same dream — of how my body was touched and explored by him, without mercy.I slowly opened my eyes. Just like always, I couldn't shake the feeling that none of it had been a dream at all. It felt so real — the memory of Javier's hands beginning to touch me, of those broad, powerful hands roaming every curve of my body.But that was clearly impossible. The bedroom door was locked tight from the inside, and my nightclothes were still fully in place. And yet my body had already answered that fantasy with a mind of its own — I was drenched in sweat, and I could feel the damp heat low in my belly.Damn it. I really needed to see a specialist, but I was far too ashamed to admit this strange affliction to anyone.After cleaning myself up and steadying my nerves, I stepped out of the room, dragging my small suitcase behind me. I wanted to go home right now. I couldn't stand being in this place a second lo

  • Secretly Loving My Adoptive Brother   Behind the Mask

    Because I felt completely uncomfortable being in this place, I decided to just leave. Yes, I chose to go home. I would be far better off sleeping in my own room at home, spending my vacation reading novels, than continuing to have my heart broken at this villa.That very night, I immediately packed all my belongings into a bag. However, halfway across the outer lobby as I tried to find my way out, my steps were forced to stop. There, I saw Javier and Adriana arguing fiercely near the parking area.My appearance, dragging a suitcase, instantly seized their attention.“Where are you going?” Javier asked, cutting off their argument and staring at me sharply.“Home,” I answered, my jaw clenched, trying to sound as natural as possible.“It's already late at night. There won't be any public transportation passing through this area, Camila,” Javier retorted, his tone rising because he disliked my unilateral decision.“I can find my own way,” I said coldly, then resumed walking, ignoring his

  • Secretly Loving My Adoptive Brother   Not by Blood

    “So, will you accept my offer, Camila?”I flinched at the sound of that voice, then shook my head quickly. Was he insane? There was no way I would kiss a man I'd only met a few hours ago.“Then how about this drink?” Pedro said, holding out the glass of thick, dark liquid toward me again.With a trembling, hesitant hand, I took the glass. My mind had gone blank. Forcing this liquor down my throat, I told myself, was far better than kissing a man I felt nothing for.I brought the glass to my lips, the sharp scent of alcohol stinging my nose. But just as the liquid was about to touch my tongue, a strong hand suddenly wrenched the glass from my grip.I looked up, my gaze locking onto his, and my heart seemed to stop beating the instant I realized the man was Javier. I had thought he no longer cared at all, yet here he was, saving me.“Go to your room,” he said, his voice low but carrying an absolute, unshakable authority.“Come on, Javi, she's an adult. Stop locking her up all the

  • Secretly Loving My Adoptive Brother   No One’s to Protect

    “Allow me to introduce her—this is Camila. She’s Javier’s sister.”All I could do was force a thin smile and a small nod as Adriana presented me to a handful of her male friends gathered inside the luxurious villa. If I was being honest, the atmosphere of the place unsettled me the moment I stepped inside. An awkwardness clamped itself around my throat and refused to let go. And the way those men looked at me only made it worse.I had dressed deliberately conservatively—every inch of skin covered, nothing remotely inviting about my outfit. Yet their eyes moved over me as though taking stock of something on display, appraising and unhurried, and the sensation made every surface of my skin prickle with visceral discomfort.“Very beautiful. Allow me—I’m Pedro.” One of them stepped forward, extending his hand with a smile that struck me as far too confident for a first introduction.I accepted the handshake only out of basic courtesy. But I yanked my hand back the next instant—bluntly, wi

  • Secretly Loving My Adoptive Brother   The Rearview Mirror

    After an immense effort to bring my rioting pulse back under some semblance of control, I forced my legs to carry me forward, one slow step at a time. Being this close to Javier—in the intimate hush of the night, with his chest bare—was dissolving what remained of my reason at an alarming rate. But just as I began to move past him, his low baritone split the silence of the kitchen and nailed my feet to the floor.“Why is your face so red?”The question came out short and unhurried, but it carried the weight of something dangerous.On instinct, my fingers flew to my own cheek. He was right—it was burning, radiating a heat that had nothing to do with the kitchen and everything to do with the dream that had woken me.“I’m … I’m perfectly fine,” I managed, my voice coming out small and fractured.Without waiting for a response, I turned and walked out of the kitchen with quick, wide strides. I could not afford to linger near him—not like this, not in the dark and the quiet of the sleeping

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