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Book two. My boyfriend's irresistible uncle.Blurb: Chloe was in love with her boyfriend, contented and happy. But what happens when, due to unavoidable circumstance, she bumps into his uncle? And surprisingly, felt a spark she has never felt with her boyfriend before? Will the obstacles and hurdles surrounding their spark let it blossom? Or would she protect the heart of her boyfriend at the expense of her own pleasure?Chapter One: Wrong Door, Right Temptation.Chloe's POV.I should’ve known I took a wrong turn.It was my first time visiting Hayes, my boyfriend.He had given me directions through the endless corridors of his family's estate, but I'd been distracted by the antique paintings and the richly decorated aesthetics. I opened the door I thought led to his room, only to find something else entirely.And someone else.My fingers were still on the doorknob when the bathroom door creaked open.Steam poured out like a slow moving cloud, wrapping around the figure that emerged.
Last Updated : 2025-04-08To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter seventy four.
Arya's POV.I finally found Hayes’s room after roaming around like a lost tourist in his family’s ridiculously large estate. My heart was still thudding in my chest...not from the brief panic of being lost... but from what I had just seen.Correction… who I had just seen.Hardin.God, that man. He wasn't just attractive. He was a walking storm wrapped in a towel and dripping confidence. And sin. Mostly sin. That body... how was it even legal to look that good in nothing but steam and shadows?I tried to scrub the image from my mind, but it was burnt into the back of my eyelids like a brand."Chloe!" Hayes screamed the second I stepped into his room, pulling me into a warm hug, burying his face into the crook of my neck.“There you are,” he said with a soft chuckle, “I was beginning to think you lost your way, you won't let me pick you up." I forced a laugh and hugged him back, though my arms felt stiff and slow. “Sorry, I got lost. This place is like a maze.”He pulled back to kiss m
Last Updated : 2025-04-09To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter seventy five
Arya's POV.I had been tossing and turning for over an hour in the guest bedroom Hayes had shown me to. The sheets were soft. The room was perfectly cool. Everything should have been ideal for sleep... except my mind wouldn’t stop replaying him.Hardin.The way he looked at me across that candlelit table. Like I was the only thing worth seeing in a room full of everything. The air between us had felt electric... like a live wire was thrumming under my skin every time he spoke.It wasn’t just what he said. It was how he said it. Like we were in on some shared secret… like he could see through my composure and into the chaos I was desperately trying to hide.I groaned and buried my face into the pillow.I was a terrible person.Hayes had kissed me goodnight like everything was normal. Like I wasn’t about to combust from the heat someone else had caused. I cared about Hayes. I did. He is safe, sweet, good.But good wasn’t what had me wide awake at nearly 1 am, biting my lip and rememberi
Last Updated : 2025-04-10To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter seventy six.
Chloe's POV. I took a deep breath and stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror.Get it together, Chloe.I was still in Hayes family mansion, already getting ready to take my leave. Hayes had wanted me to stay a bit longer but how could I? When a certain sin in human form still paraded the house? Haunting my thoughts every given second? I badly needed to leave before I shut off the remaining ounce of morality I have and trip into this dripping hot temptation. My pulse was still rattling in my neck, and the towel I'd just used to dry off clung a little too tightly to my clammy palms. I felt flushed even though the shower was cold. Cold showers were supposed to help. Calm the nerves. Clear the head. Freeze the heat crawling beneath the skin.But nothing.Nothing... could thaw what Hardin had ignited inside me. That man wasn’t just a spark. He was wildfire. And I was standing barefoot in a forest of dry leaves.I am just going to walk out of this room, thank Hayes for dinner, a
Last Updated : 2025-04-11To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. 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 didn’t want to forget it. Part of me wanted to remember every godforsaken second of that encounter.I squeezed my eyes shut.“What is wrong with me?” 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 God… 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 didn’t give in.Not yet.I threw on my clothes in a hurry, opting for the simple black jeans and
Last Updated : 2025-04-11To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. 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 here… but my mind? God, my mind was still back at Hayes’ 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 hadn’t 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 I’d 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 didn’t bother with pants... just underwear and the shirt, hoping that a long hot shower had done enough to cleans
Last Updated : 2025-04-13To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter seventy nine.
Chloe's POV.I couldn’t 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 didn’t 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.“This is not happening,” I muttered into the fabric. “This is not me.”But 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 hadn’t seen Hayes since I left his house. I kept sending him quick excuses"Work's crazy", "Headache", "Need rest". I couldn’t 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 didn’t trust myself.And I definitely didn’t trust Hardin.Which is
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Chloe's POV.I didn’t 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 couldn’t stop humming.His words haunted me.“You and I both know… I already live in your head.”He 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 I’d 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 hadn’t texted Hayes all day.Again.The guilt tangled in my stomach like a knot I couldn’t untie. He didn’t deserve this. He was sweet. Kind. The kind of guy who brought flow
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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 didn’t 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 didn’t care about the clean streets or the fact that the weather here was “nicer.” 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 didn’t wait for anyone. I grabbed my duffel bag, ignored Dad’s 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 didn’t matter
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Hailey’s 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 couldn’t yet explain. I didn’t say a word. I couldn’t.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. Howard’s 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 didn’t say anything either. Maybe she saw the tears that had started to slide down my cheeks. Maybe she didn’t. I didn’t bother to wipe them away.This was it. We were really leaving.Dad’s transfer came three w
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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. Chapter hundred and ten.
Chloe's POV. The moment I stepped out of the elevator and into the wide, glass paneled lobby of Hayes’s 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.“Um... Miss Chloe. I’m not sure if Mr. Hayes is available”“Please.” My voice cracked, and I cleared my throat quickly. “Just let him know I’m here. I won’t stay long. I promise.”She 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. “He said… he’s busy.”“I’ll wait,” I said stubbornly and sat on the plush leather couc
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. 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. 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. Chapter hundred and seven.
Chloe's POV. I didn’t want Hardin to drive me home.I couldn’t 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 Hardin’s extended hand and barely meeting his eyes when he called my name with that low, frustrated murmur.“Chloe, let me at least make sure you get home safe.”I shook my head furiously. “No. Just… just go, Hardin.”He exhaled, jaw clenched, torn between anger and concern. His eyes lingered on me for a beat too long. searching, but I couldn’t 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 I’d 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
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter hundred and six.
Chloe's POV. My lipstick was smudged, my breath still uneven as I leaned over the sink, trying to steady myself. The mirror was an unkind witness. My cheeks flushed, mascara slightly smudged at the corners, lips red and swollen. I looked like every dirty thought I ever denied having.Behind me, Hardin buttoned his shirt slowly, each motion dragging across my nerves. His eyes lingered on me through the mirror. That damned smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth again, smug and amused.“You okay?” he asked, his voice low and still laced with satisfaction. He came up behind me, placing both hands on my hips, pressing a kiss just under my ear.I nodded too quickly, still caught in the haze. “Yeah. I… I just need a second.”A second to pretend none of it happened.A second to forget that I had just betrayed someone who loved me enough to make me his girlfriend, Someone who... God help me... was standing outside this building somewhere, waiting for me with that soft smile of his and the ho
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter hundred five.
Chloe's POV.Nodding, I did my best to scoot around him, and him around me. It was already a tight fit in the restroom, and being in heels and having a pair of panties stretched around my legs didn't help. But soon we had managed to switch. Hardin sat down over the neatly covered toilet sink, while I stood in front of him facing the door. Bending over, I shimmied out of my red panties so I could spread my legs wider before bending back towards him.I felt his fingers quickly probe my sopping wetness, rubbing frantically.Then his fingers left me, and the empty feeling returned. But almost immediately I felt a hand at my hip guiding me down slowly, slowly, until I felt the wet tip of his cock pressing against my pussy.Reaching my arms out I pressed against the walls of the bathroom, as I lowered myself onto his cock. Pleasure welled up inside me as my body slowly gave in to the invading hardness. Biting my upper lip, I looked up at the ceiling before closing my eyes, slowly lowering m
