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To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter seventy seven.
Chloe's POV.The door clicked shut behind Hardin, and the silence that followed was deafening.I stood there, wrapped in nothing but a towel and guilt, staring at the space where he had just been... tall, confident, dangerous. My skin still tingled where his fingers had brushed my cheek, and even though I wanted to scrub away the feeling, part of me didnโt want to forget it. Part of me wanted to remember every godforsaken second of that encounter.I squeezed my eyes shut.โWhat is wrong with me?โ I whispered into the still air.I was supposed to be getting dressed. Hayes was waiting downstairs, completely unaware that the woman he called his girlfriend had just been mere inches away from kissing his uncle. Again.And Godโฆ I wanted to. Every time Hardin looked at me like that, like I was something forbidden and precious at once, my chest tightened and my knees threatened to give out.But I didnโt give in.Not yet.I threw on my clothes in a hurry, opting for the simple black jeans and
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-11To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter seventy eight.
Chloe's POV.I was finally home.The moment I shut the door behind me, I leaned against it with a deep, exhausted sigh. My body was hereโฆ but my mind? God, my mind was still back at Hayesโ family house... still back in that guest room with him. With Hardin.I kicked off my shoes and rubbed my temples like that would somehow force his image out of my head. The sinful smirk, the way his hazel eyes darkened when they locked on mine, the way his deep voice curled around my name like it had every right to know me intimately.I hadnโt even gotten his scent out of my system.God, Chloe. What is wrong with you?Hayes had kissed me goodbye earlier, hugged me like I was his whole world. And Iโd smiled up at him like a damn liar, my head full of images I had no business entertaining. Images of his uncle.I groaned as I slipped out of my jeans and threw on my favorite oversized tee. I didnโt bother with pants... just underwear and the shirt, hoping that a long hot shower had done enough to cleans
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-13To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter seventy nine.
Chloe's POV.I couldnโt breathe in my own apartment.Everything felt heavy.The air, my body, my thoughts. Especially my thoughts.The moment I opened my eyes this morning, I was still trembling from the dream. Last night.I didnโt dare describe it to anyone. God, I could barely admit it to myself. But it felt so real. The way his mouth moved on mine. The way his hands. I let out a groan, yanking my pillow over my face.โThis is not happening,โ I muttered into the fabric. โThis is not me.โBut it was. And it had been building for days. Since the moment I stepped into the wrong room and found Hardin standing there with nothing but a towel and that look in his eyes.I hadnโt seen Hayes since I left his house. I kept sending him quick excuses"Work's crazy", "Headache", "Need rest". I couldnโt face him. Not with the way my skin still remembered the way his uncle had looked at me like I was made of temptation and sin.I didnโt trust myself.And I definitely didnโt trust Hardin.Which is
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-13To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter eighty.
Chloe's POV.I didnโt remember walking home.My feet moved, but my mind was stuck.. right there on the street, Hardin's voice still echoed in my ears like the chorus of a dangerous song I couldnโt stop humming.His words haunted me.โYou and I both knowโฆ I already live in your head.โHe was right. God help me, he was so right.The second my front door clicked shut behind me, I slumped against it, chest rising and falling like Iโd just run a marathon. Maybe I had... emotionally, anyway.I kicked off my sneakers and wandered into my apartment like a ghost, switching on the hallway lamp more for comfort than light. I needed grounding. Something normal. Something that reminded me who I was before Hardin stepped into the picture.I curled up on the couch, knees tucked to my chest, and stared blankly at the muted TV.I hadnโt texted Hayes all day.Again.The guilt tangled in my stomach like a knot I couldnโt untie. He didnโt deserve this. He was sweet. Kind. The kind of guy who brought flow
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-14To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter eighty One.
Chloe's POV.A deep sigh escaped my lips as I walked out of the company building, exhausted and tired. It had been one of those endless days at work where the hours dragged and everything I touched seemed too heavy to lift. I just wanted to get home, curl into bed, and pretend like the weight on my chest didnโt exist.I stood at the edge of the curb, my eyes squinting against the setting sun, and my hand raised slightly to flag down a cab. Traffic inched along lazily, horns honking in the distance. I was mid sigh, debating whether to start walking toward the next block, when a familiar black Mercedes slowed in front of me.At first, I thought it was Hardin.My heart stalled. That luxurious car, that same sleek bodyโฆ I braced myself, gripping the strap of my bag tighter, heat crawling up my neck like a flame threatening to burn through my resolve.But the driverโs window rolled down, and my stomach settled, only slightly.It wasnโt Hardin. It was Hayes.My boyfriend.He smiled at me..
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-15To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter eighty two.
Chloe's POV. There was something particularly cruel about waking up on your birthday only to feel more alone than ever. Iโd always romanticized birthdays as a kid... cake in the morning, too many messages to count, laughter that made my cheeks hurt. But reality wasnโt so kind.The sun was already up and shining by the time I peeled myself off the sheets. I hadnโt showered. I hadnโt eaten. I hadnโt even replied to the handful of birthday texts that felt more like reminders of who wasnโt reaching out.No call from Hayes. No video message. No surprise flowers.Nothing.He was on a business trip, yes, and heโd texted me a short โHappy birthday, babe" at exactly 12:01 AM. But that was it. No warmth. No depth. No real effort.And maybe that was what stung the most.I was twenty four today. I thought Iโd feel moreโฆ alive. But the only thing I felt was heavy. Like something inside me had been quietly deflating since morning.Lying on my side, I stared at the wall across my bedroom, watching
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-16To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter eighty three.
Chloe's POV.The warmth of Hardinโs palm on the small of my back sent a confusing jolt through me.. half thrill, half dread. It was my birthday. A day I thought Iโd be spending alone, sulking beneath the weight of guilt and temptation. But there I was, stepping out into the night, led by the one man I shouldnโt even be entertaining thoughts about.Hardin.He looked sinfully handsome under the streetlight, dressed in a dew button up shirt that hugged his sculpted chest just enough to make me dizzy. His jaw was clean shaven, and his eyesโฆ God, those eyes had the audacity to smolder.โCareful,โ he said, as he helped me down the steps of my apartment. โDonโt trip. Though I wouldnโt mind catching you if you fallโฆ or pinning you down, for that matter.โI rolled my eyes, trying to mask the way his words pooled heat between my thighs. โYouโre incorrigible.โโAnd yetโฆ youโre still here,โ he whispered near my ear, his breath hot, fragrant with that minty cologne that made me want to melt into h
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-17To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter eighty four.
Chloe's POVI could feel my heart kicking hard against my chest as we pulled up in front of my apartment. I didnโt want the evening to end. I didnโt want to get out of the car. And I sure as hell didnโt want to go back to my quiet, lonely room and replay the entire date in my head like a lovesick fool.But there I was... seated quietly in Hardinโs car, the engine purring beneath us, matching the low hum of tension that had been rising between us all evening. He put off the engine, and for a moment, neither of us moved.His hand casually rested on the steering wheel, while his other arm draped over the leather. I could feel his gaze on me even though I kept my eyes forward.โI hope tonight made up forโฆ you being alone earlier,โ he said softly. His voice had a gravelly warmth to it that sent a ripple down my spine.I smiled, unable to stop the blush rising to my cheeks. โIt did. You made my birthday... more special than I ever imagined.โโGood.โ He leaned a little closer, the scent of h
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-18
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To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter hundred and fifteen.
Hailey's POV. The drive back home felt longer than usual. My head was in a state of chaos and it was all because of him.I couldnโt get his face out of my head.I had only seen him for a second, maybe two, before Mom dragged me out. There was something... familiar about him, even though Iโd never seen him before.Maybe it was the way his hair fell over his forehead, just a little too long, or how his eyes, those brief, shadowed eyes, looked calm.Maybe he looked like someone I knew back in California but I really doubt that. I couldn't stop replaying that fleeting moment over and over.Who was he?I didnโt even catch his name. I had been too caught up in my own anxiety. I really wanted to know who he was.I wanted to know why seeing him made my heart stutter like it had forgotten how to beat.I leaned against the car seat, pressing my back against it and letting out a slow breath.What was it about him?Maybe it was the way the world seemed to tilt just slightly when our eyes coll
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter hundred and fourteen.
Haileyโs POV.A week.Seven whole days since we moved.Youโd think that might be enough time for me to at least unpack or open the blinds or look around the neighborhood. But no. I stayed in my room like it was a bunker and the rest of the world was at war. The most I did was drag myself to the kitchen for water or snacks, and even that felt like crossing enemy lines.I didnโt care about the house fridge or the stupid backyard with trimmed hedges that looked like they belonged in a brochure.I don't want any of that."Wakey wakeey, sunshine." Aiden's text was the first to wake me up. "Hey." I simply texted him. "Are you still pissed about moving?""Very much so.""C'mon, try to let it go, and enjoy the city." "But I won't be able to see you again." "What made you so sure that I lived in California and you could find me there?" That seemed to strike a bell. "I don't know, I just had a feeling." A knock suddenly came on the door before I could get his next message. โHailey,โ mom
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter hundred and thirteen.
Hailey's POV.The plane had barely landed before I was itching to disappear. Not into a new place or new beginning like everyone kept saying... but to dissolve. Just vanish. Because arriving didnโt feel like an arrival at all.I clutched the strap of my backpack tighter, head down, ignoring everything, my parents. Everything . It all made me sick.The drive from the airport took another eternity. I didnโt care about the clean streets or the fact that the weather here was โnicer.โ My chest ached like a balloon filled too tightly, ready to burst with the slightest jab.When we finally pulled up to the new house... big, modern, ugly in its perfection... I didnโt wait for anyone. I grabbed my duffel bag, ignored Dadโs attempt at a half smile, and walked straight in without a word.I stomped up the stairs, turning corners I wasn't used to, passing empty rooms and unfamiliar walls. I picked the room at the end of the hall just because it was farthest away from everyone. It didnโt matter
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter hundred and twelve.
Haileyโs POV.The rain had started just as we left the house, the kind of rain that blurred everything... buildings, streets, even emotions. It matched the heaviness pressing against my chest as I sat in the back seat of the car, silent, still, and aching in ways I couldnโt yet explain. I didnโt say a word. I couldnโt.Outside, the familiar streets greeted me. Trees I used to race past on my bike stood tall and wet, their leaves seemed to be whispering silent goodbyes. Mr. Howardโs bookstore with the bell that never worked right, the little coffee shop where Marissa , Liam and I used to cram for tests and gossip over muffins too dry and coffee too bitter. Everything looked softer in the rain, like the city was crying with me.Mom glanced at me through the rearview mirror. She didnโt say anything either. Maybe she saw the tears that had started to slide down my cheeks. Maybe she didnโt. I didnโt bother to wipe them away.This was it. We were really leaving.Dadโs transfer came three w
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter hundred and eleven.
Third book alert!SEXT PARTNER.Hailey's parents moved to a new city due to job promotion and she transfers to a new school, only to discover that her secret sext partner was the hottest boy in school, and he was dating the hottest girl in school as well. She stood no chance of having him, but what if she was underestimating the intense hold she had over him. Chapter one."You know I'd really love to see you!" His text popped up on my phone just as I plopped down on the bed. "Well, I am not what you call the perfect lady!" I texted immediately. "I highly doubt that." His reply came and I chuckled to myself. Aiden and I bumped into each other in a weird app, exchanged numbers and have been keeping each other's company intimately, since then. We haven't met, neither have we seen each other. Our interaction was strictly over text and I think we are both okay with that. We are both 18 and in 12th grade."We will eventually see each other someday you know." He texted. "Yeah?" "Yes
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter hundred and ten.
Chloe's POV. The moment I stepped out of the elevator and into the wide, glass paneled lobby of Hayesโs firm, I felt like I was trespassing on a dangerous ground.I continued to feverishly put one feet after another, my footsteps thumping in sync with the unease curling in my stomach. I hadn't seen Hayes in days. Not since... the party. Not since the bathroom. Not since he found out. My heart clenched at the thought.The receptionist looked up with a warm smile that faltered the second she recognized me.โUm... Miss Chloe. Iโm not sure if Mr. Hayes is availableโโPlease.โ My voice cracked, and I cleared my throat quickly. โJust let him know Iโm here. I wonโt stay long. I promise.โShe hesitated, clearly torn between professional courtesy and the pitiful look on my face. Eventually, she picked up the phone and dialed.A moment passed. Then two.Finally, she looked up at me with an apologetic glance. โHe saidโฆ heโs busy.โโIโll wait,โ I said stubbornly and sat on the plush leather couc
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter hundred and nine
Hayes's POV.I slowly opened my eyes trying to take in the environment but it posed a big threat, my eyelids were heavy and my head too.I squeezed my eyes back shut and relaxed, I didn't care about my environment anymore, it felt safe and conducive, not even the problems I was dealing with popped up in my head, I felt at peace.I suddenly felt a presence beside me, I assumed it was Chloe, she stirred and laid her head on my chest, snuggling deeper into me, and in turn, I wrapped my arms around her, in the process, I inhaled the scent of her hair and it sent an unexplainable calmness down my spine.It suddenly occurred to me that this is in no way Chloe's scent. And Chloe and I aren't even in a good place right now for her to be sleeping beside me. My nose suddenly caught her scent again, this time, my eyes popped open in shock.And to more shock, it was an unknown lady lying on my chest, looking closely, I suddenly realized that it was the lady from the club last night.What is she
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter hundred and eight.
Hayes's POV.I dragged my feet frustratedly into the club and went straight to the bar section."A shot please," I said to the waiter.This will make it the second time that I will be in a buzzing underground club ready to soak myself with some really hot liquor, all for the sake of heartbreak.When am I ever going to learn huh?First it was Elisha, and now Chloe. What exactly have I done to deserve this? Have I not been loving enough? Is there something that I am not doing right? It hurts because I truly loved Chloe more than I have ever loved another woman. She really held a place in my heart. Why did she have to hurt me like this when all I have ever done was to love her unconditionally. It hurts more because despite how hard I was trying to shut her out, somehow, I just couldn't and it was infuriating the hell out of me.I should hate her, I should shut her out and cast her away from my life for hurting me so bad, but somehow, all I could think of was her wellbeing, I couldn't s
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.ย ย ย Chapter hundred and seven.
Chloe's POV. I didnโt want Hardin to drive me home.I couldnโt look at him, not right now. Not after everything that had just unraveled like a cruel twist of fate in front of Hayes... his eyes, his trembling voice, his heartbreak. all because of me. I had caused it. I had made this mess.So I stood stubbornly by the curb, trembling, refusing Hardinโs extended hand and barely meeting his eyes when he called my name with that low, frustrated murmur.โChloe, let me at least make sure you get home safe.โI shook my head furiously. โNo. Justโฆ just go, Hardin.โHe exhaled, jaw clenched, torn between anger and concern. His eyes lingered on me for a beat too long. searching, but I couldnโt let him find anything. Not now.The taxi pulled up, and I got in without another word, slamming the door shut behind me like I was sealing off every horrible choice Iโd made tonight.The ride was quiet, filled only with the noises from the street as we drove by. I sat with my head leaning against the cool
