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To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter sixty four.
Arya's POV.Lucas's lips kissed down my jaw to my neck and playfully bit me. I gasped and shivered in his arms, loving the sensation. He quickly grabbed my top and pulled it over my head, His head moved lower so his mouth could catch a nipple. I gasped as I felt his hot wet mouth fully on me, and I clutched him closer.My hands found the buttons on his shirt and tried to open it, but I was fumbling and it was so terribly frustrating that I was growling. He then half grunted and laughed and just tore off his shirt. Buttons snapped and went flying, but he didn't seem to care. My hands ran greedily up his chest, loving the feel of his muscles move underneath, then I gripped his shoulders so I could pull him down to me.He slowly picked me up, laying me on the dining table as he kissed me and fondled my boobs with one hand. His other hand rose higher and higher on my thigh, pushing my skirt up until it bunched at my hips. Fingertips slowly tugged down my panties until they were off and on
Last Updated : 2025-03-31To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter sixty five.
Arya's POV.I couldn’t stop staring at my ring.The way the diamond sparkled under the bedroom light was hypnotizing, like a tiny universe trapped inside the gemstone. My heart was still fluttering, the moment replaying in my mind over and over again... Lucas, sitting across from me at the dining table, smirking like he always did, teasing me endlessly before finally slipping this ring onto my finger. It felt unreal.I, Arya Richard, was engaged to Lucas Griffin.I traced my fingers over the ring, still in disbelief. Me? Engaged to the most powerful man I’d ever met? The thought made me giddy, and before I knew it, I was kicking my feet like a lovesick teenager.I need to call Kelly.How could I have held on to such spicy tea for too long?Grabbing my phone, I immediately dialed her number, barely able to contain my excitement as the call connected.The moment he answered. "my girl." His voice came on the phone."Kelly!!!!" I screamed before I could hold myself back. "Whatever is ma
Last Updated : 2025-04-01To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter sixty six.
Arya’s POV.I quickly rushed into the bathroom, fixing a quick bath and rushed out, not even stopping for a second to see how I was dressed. I had more pressing issues at hand.The morning air was cool as I stepped out of the mansion, but for some reason, I felt uneasy.I hugged my coat tighter around myself, glancing toward the row of security guards stationed outside the gates. Their presence should have reassured me.But something felt… wrong.Brushing off the unsettling feeling, I slid into the backseat of the black SUV, sighing as Marcus, one of Lucas’s trusted drivers, started the engine."Kelly’s place?" he asked, adjusting the rearview mirror to meet my gaze.That has been like my default location ever since I came into this house, I had nowhere else to go anyway. I nodded, forcing a small smile. "Yes, please."The car rolled forward smoothly, but my stomach was in knots.I had barely eaten this morning, my nerves tangled in thoughts of the test."We need to take a test Arya
Last Updated : 2025-04-02To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter sixty seven.
Arya's POV.The cold air clawed at my skin as I sat bound to the a chair, my body aching in ways I had never known before. My arms were twisted behind me, my wrists bound so tightly with thick, scratchy rope that every movement sent a sharp, searing pain through my limbs. My legs were tied to the chair’s legs, and the rope around my ankles had rubbed the skin raw, sending a dull, relentless ache through my bones.I had long since stopped trying to break free. The more I struggled, the tighter the restraints dug into my skin, and all it did was drain the last reserves of energy I had left. My body slumped forward slightly, weak and exhausted, my breaths shallow and uneven.How long had I been here?I wasn’t sure anymore. Time had melted into an agonizing blur. My mind was slipping between consciousness and unconsciousness, the hunger in my belly twisting into unbearable knots. My lips were dry, cracked from dehydration, and my throat burned from the countless times I had screamed for h
Last Updated : 2025-04-02To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter sixty eight.
Arya's POV.A loud hysterical laughter suddenly blurted through his mouth, echoing all over the room.I tried to strain my eyes to at least, get a little glance at his face since a considerable amount of light had filtered into the room, but being in the darkness for the past few hours seemed to have punctured my eye lens making it seem as though I was staring into space despite how I hard I tried.But then, why does the voice sound so familiar? I mean, the darkness hasn't affected my ears too right?I quickly squeezed my eyes shut, taking in a deep breath, and remained still for a few seconds before snapping my eyes back open.That seemed to work as I started to make out a few things in the room, I got to realize that it wasn't a room but rather a warehouse, it was extremely large and empty, except for the few trashes littered around.Suddenly, the huge figure slowly squatted before me, bringing his face closer to mine, and peered into my face.A sharp gasp fled my mouth as I finally
Last Updated : 2025-04-03To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter nine.
Lucas's POV. The car had barely halted to a stop as soon as I drove into the mansion before I quickly rushed down and practically ran into the house.... To my woman... My soon to be wife.The scent of fresh flowers lingered faintly... Arya's touch. She’d been so particular about the type of lilies she wanted placed in the hallway. White, with a tinge of blush.“Arya?” I called out casually, expecting her to pop out from the kitchen or maybe come down the stairs with that insanely beautiful smile that had become my new favorite sight. “I’m back, babydoll.”No response.Strange.I loosened the top buttons of my shirt, unbuckled my watch, and dropped my keys on the credenza. The silence in the house was unsettling. Not even the faint shuffle of her feet. Usually, she’d either be humming while preparing something, or laying in wait for me on the couch.“Arya?” I called again, this time louder, walking toward the kitchen. The lights were off, no sign of her. The living room? Empty. Her ph
Last Updated : 2025-04-05To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter seventy.
Arya's POVI had no idea how long I had been submerged in the darkness again, but it felt heavier this time... like a curtain of grief had dropped around me. My breath came in shallow hitches as I sat motionless, too exhausted to even cry anymore. The ropes bit deeper into my wrists, now raw and sore, and every movement stung like a warning. I had lost all sense of time. There was no ticking clock, no chirping bird, no shifting sunlight. Only silence. Only the heavy sound of my own breathing and the pulsing fear inside my chest.I had almost drifted into that numb space again... where time and pain no longer mattered.... when I heard the door creak open.My body tensed involuntarily. Footsteps echoed across the warehouse, slow and deliberate, the sound bouncing off the hollow walls. My desperate heart leapt in my chest with hope... but that hope withered quickly when I saw his shoe appear again.Martin.The man who used to be just a background character in my life... now stood before
Last Updated : 2025-04-05To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter seventy one.
Arya's POV.The silence in the dark room was unbelievable. Darkness lingered even though some light filtered in through a crack in the wall... it barely did anything to chase away the shadows inside me. I’d been here too long. Too long with nothing but my breath and my thoughts to keep me company.My eyes were sore from crying, and my wrists stung against the ropes, now slick with dried blood and sweat. I tried not to cry anymore...tears felt like a waste. But every time I remembered Lucas… every time I thought about him, about how he must be going out of his mind, my chest caved in again.Then I heard footsteps.That same gait. Slow, heavy, deliberate. My body went still. My heart paused for a second as the metal door groaned open.Martin.Ofcourse it's him. He didn’t look angry this time. His shoulders were slumped, his eyes… softer. Tired. Worn. Broken.He dragged a chair with a loud scrape across the dusty floor and sat in front of me. No mocking laughter. No bitter smirks. Just
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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
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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
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter hundred and four.
Chloe's POV.Just as I felt him beginning to get hard again in my mouth, he quickly pulled out, helping me to my feet and turned me around, he pushed me forward so I had to grip the lid of the toilet tank to keep my balance. Without a word, I spread my legs, black heels firmly on the ground. Reaching down, Hardin lifted my dress all the way to my waist, to display a set of frilly red panties. They weren't thongs, but they left most of my round ass on display.Leaning down, he kissed my firm globes as he lowered my panties to my knees, stretching them between my legs. Kissing his way inward, he reached my bare pussy lips, pulling on them with his own lips. I couldn't hold back my moan, loud enough to be heard from outside and in response Hardin squeezed my ass, reminding me to be quiet.Turning his head slightly, he ran his tongue up and down my slit, tasting my growing arousal as it began to coat the tip of his tongue. My knees buckled, making me bounce slightly as he ran his tongue
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter hundred and three.
Chloe's POV. It was only a split second before his zip was flying open and his cock, out to my hungry eyes.It's thickness glorious, with a bulbous head that's now completely exposed, the foreskin pulled back to reveal a glistening purple black helmet. "Can't take your eyes off it, huh?" His voice snapped me out of my chain of admiration, and I chuckled nervously. He suddenly reached out and grabbed a handful of my hair, not painfully, but firmly enough to make it clear who's in control. From this position, his cock looks even more bigger... a veiny, pulsing tower of flesh pointing directly at my face. The scent was overwhelming, the pisshole at the tip dilates slightly as another bead of precum forms, this one thicker.His cock twitched right in front of my face, and another glob of precum oozed out, hanging in a sticky strand from the tip."Someone might walk in, Hardin." I mumbled in a really low tone, my hands resting limply on my thighs. "Well, you have to admit that makes i
To Sin. To Moan. To Feel. Chapter hundred and two.
Chloe's POV.I should have known better than to think I could survive the night without slipping.Hayes had been glued to my side since the moment we arrived, his hand permanently stamped to the small of my back like a branded claim. His touch made my skin crawl, not from nerves, but discomfort. I tried to mask it with smiles, polite nods, meaningless chatter with the crowd. I even entertained a few harmless flirtations from other men, if only for a little breathing room.But Hardin… God, Hardin had different plans.Since after the little moment Hardin and I shared dancing, Every time I caught a glimpse of him across the room, he wasn’t just watching me... he was devouring me with those stormy eyes. His gaze made my skin burn hotter than the champagne slipping down my throat.I lost track of how many times I swallowed the lump in my throat, pretending not to notice him.Pretending I wasn’t thinking about the dance we shared earlier.Pretending my body wasn’t already aching.At some po
