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WHEN DESIRE BECOMES A SIN Chapter 99
The music swirled around us, a soft waltz fading into the background as Rafael’s hand pressed firmly at the small of my back. “Stay close,” he murmured, his voice low enough that only I could hear it. His words were almost a command, yet soft, teasing, and intimate. I swallowed hard, my pulse spiking at the heat in his tone. I tried to focus on the dance, the rhythm, the subtle sway of the crowd around us but every time our bodies brushed, every time his hand lingered at my waist, it was impossible to think clearly. “You’re fidgeting,” he whispered, leaning just slightly closer so that his lips brushed the shell of my ear. “I’m not,” I said, though my voice was shaky, betraying me. “You are,” he countered, his smirk evident even without looking at him. “Always so stubborn. Always pretending you’re in control.” My stomach fluttered at the statement. He wasn’t wrong. I had spent a week convincing myself that I was fine, that I could be rational, that I could keep my distance. An
WHEN DESIRE BECOMES A SIN Chapter 98
SAPPHIRE POV The morning I left Baguio, the air felt colder than it had the entire week. Or maybe it wasn’t the weather. Maybe it was the emptiness settling inside my chest. A thin mist clung to the mountains, rolling gently over the pine trees surrounding Rafael’s property. The quiet was almost haunting too peaceful for the storm of thoughts raging inside my head. My suitcase stood beside me near the driveway while I waited, arms folded tightly across my body as if I could hold myself together by sheer will alone. I didn’t sleep much that night. Every time I closed my eyes, memories replayed with brutal clarity. His hands. His voice. The way he looked at me was like I belonged to him. I squeezed my eyes shut briefly. No. I made the right decision. Leaving was the only choice I had. The low hum of an approaching engine broke through the silence. Relief and dread collided inside me at the same time. A familiar black sedan stopped in front of the house. Our family driv
WHEN DESIRE BECOMES A SIN Chapter 97
RAFAEL POV I didn’t make a move to stop her. Not immediately. Watching Sapphire leave my room, I assumed she simply needed space, that she wanted to step back and gather herself. She often pulled away when things became… heated. I could respect that. Or at least, that’s what I told myself. But standing there, fully clothed while she dressed, I couldn’t tear my eyes away. Every curve, every line of her body was a map I knew too well yet could never grow tired of. College had been the beginning, and for seven years, no woman, no thrill, no fleeting encounter had ever matched the gravity she had over me. Even now, as she slipped into her clothes, aware of my gaze, I felt the familiar ache of desire but tempered by a discipline I rarely had to summon. The pull of her, the magnetism she exuded, was intoxicating and dangerous. I could have claimed her again with a word, a touch, but I didn’t. Not tonight. The night stretched on in silence. I had no idea she would leave the house
WHEN DESIRE BECOMES A SIN Chapter 96
SAPPHIRE POV The silence that followed our encounter was deafening. Every breath I took sounded too loud in the stillness of Rafael’s room, like the world had shrunk down to the two of us and nothing else existed. I didn’t know what he was thinking. His gaze lingered, sharp and unreadable, following my every move as I rose from the bed. But one thing I knew with absolute certainty. I needed to end this right now before things spiraled any further. I didn’t voice my thoughts aloud. I didn’t need to. I could feel the weight of his eyes on my back, the way they tracked every step as I moved toward the scattered clothes on the floor. I stood, bare-skinned and aware, letting the moment settle between us. For a second, I almost thought of letting him see, letting him enjoy the vulnerability I had once feared, but I shook the thought away. That time had passed. I was no longer the same girl from college, and this was no longer just a game we were playing. My fingers grazed the fabric of
WHEN DESIRE BECOMES A SIN Chapter 95
By the fifth day in Baguio, I had mastered the art of avoidance. I stayed in my room as much as possible, only venturing out when necessary. “When I know he’s just around, I don’t leave my room. I listen first, trying to sense if there’s any movement in the house before I step out.” Even trips to the kitchen were calculated with military precision. Every footstep, every glance, every creak of the floorboards had to be accounted for. I felt like a mouse trapped in a house full of shadows, constantly aware that the predator knew exactly where I was. The fog outside thickened, swallowing the pine trees until only pale, ghostly silhouettes remained. Baguio’s chill crept through the kitchen but it was nothing compared to the heat that spread through me at the thought of Rafael Del Fierro near. It had been two days since that night two days since he had claimed me completely again. The memory pulsed in my chest like a living thing, and my pulse quickened at the thought. I swallowed
WHEN DESIRE BECOMES A SIN Chapter 94
Morning came slowly in Baguio. The cold mountain air seeped through the glass windows, wrapping the entire house in a quiet chill that felt heavier than usual. Pale sunlight filtered through the tall pine trees outside, casting long shadows across the wooden floors. I woke with a sharp inhale. For a moment, I didn’t move. My body felt heavy, muscles sore in ways she refused to acknowledge. Memories clung to her skin like heat that hadn’t fully faded his hands, his voice, the intensity that had swallowed her whole the night before. Her jaw tightened instantly. God. Why did everything with him always feel like a storm? She pressed her palm against her forehead, eyes squeezing shut as flashes from last night replayed without permission the way he touched her, the way her body betrayed her, the way he left afterward without a word. Anger flared hot in her chest. “Idiot,” she muttered under her breath. She forced herself upright, pushing the blanket aside and swinging her legs o
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