บททั้งหมดของ DANGEROUS ADDICTION: Sex, Love and Scandal: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Chapter 42 Our Little SecretMrs Fiona is a stay-at-home mom. She’s a romance writer who finds pleasure in writing erotic tales. She’s a single mom of two: an 18-year-old boy and a 16-year-old girl.Her phone chimes as she gets off the bed—a message from her son, Fabian.“Is it okay for Sage to stay a week at our place?”She typed back. “Sure. Is everything okay with you, though?”“Sure, Mom! Sage is on his way; keep him entertained till I return.”“Alright.”Sage stayed in the next town, and he has never stayed a week. He only comes around whenever he wants to hang out with Fabian. There are not many sleepovers too.Mrs Fiona grabbed her rope and walked to the kitchen to whip off something for the expecting guest. About an hour later, the doorbell rang, and Mrs. Fiona, who had kept herself busy with Vampire diaries on Netflix, rushed off to get the door.Her eyes widened when she saw Sage. His green eyes shine brightly, with a smile dancing on his lips. Sage wore a shirt with the upp

Chapter 44 The Roommate Joanna sat on the bed, a vibrator pressed against her clit. She moved her hips, knowing that her orgasm was about to come, but all of a sudden, the door flung open, revealing her roommate. He looked like a Greek god, and as usual, he wore just the customary shorts and with his chest bare. Juan just moved into the next room about four weeks ago. It was a shared apartment. And these last four weeks have been hell for her. Joanna can’t sleep without the thought of Juan, and she has been fantasizing about him. They’ve gotten a bit close; there is the sexual tension, which they are both aware of, but no one has initiated it. Well, maybe today is her lucky day. Joanna didn’t bother to close up her leg or stop the act. Instead, she pressed two fingers into her core and began to finger herself slowly with her eyes closed. And when she reopened her eyes, Juan was already close to her on the bed. “Stop.” He mumbled. Joanna stopped what she was doing even though she w

PART 1: TALES OF NORA WILLIAMS Nora was in bed, staring up, counting the glow-in-the-dark stars and moon clipped to the ceiling. A beeping sound pulled her attention back to earth. She reached for her phone. A notification dropped from Whatchat. One message. Daine. “Girl. Class group chat. RIGHT NOW. You need to see this.” Nora sat up so fast she nearly knocked the laptop off her thighs. Daine was not a person who used capital letters casually. Capital letters from Daine meant something had actually happened, not just the usual low-grade drama of someone saying something shady in the comments of someone else’s post. This was group chat territory. This was serious. She swiped out of Textagram first without a second thought and landed in Whatchat, thumbing her way to the class group chat, Westbrook High School’26. The notification badge on it read 890 unread messages, and by the time she tapped in, it had ticked up to 992. The messages were coming in fast, piling on top of ea

Three girls walked toward her. They moved through the crowd with purpose. Their eyes were fixed on her. The one in front was Taylor Jackson. She was tall, blonde, with sharp features and an unfriendly expression. The two behind her were her friends. Nora recognized them from school. The Fantastic Three. They always stuck together.Taylor stopped directly in front of Nora. Close enough that Nora could smell her perfume. The music continued around them, but Taylor's presence created a small bubble of tension."So you're the one," Taylor said.Nora did not respond."I heard about Wednesday," Taylor continued. "Ben is asking you to be his date in front of everyone. Very dramatic."The two friends behind Taylor smirked.Taylor leaned in slightly. Her voice was calm but cutting. "I'm here to tell you not to feel too important about it. Ben only wants one thing from you. He wants you in his bed. After he gets that, he'll toss you in the bin as he does with everyone else."Nora looked at Tayl

The bell rang, ending English-Lit class. Mr. Harrison’s voice was lost in the scrape of chairs and the murmur of students packing up. Benjamin Damien watched as Nora stood and gathered her books. She moved with Daine, her friend, not looking back at him. He had watched the back of her head for the entire hour. He had seen nothing of the board, heard nothing of the lesson. His focus had been solely on her, on the straight line of her shoulders, on the way she tucked her hair behind her ear.Three days of silence. Three days of his texts sitting unread, of her avoiding his eyes in the hallway. It had felt like a physical weight pressing on his chest. He had replayed their last conversation a hundred times. In a chat three days ago, he had told her he was developing feelings for her. He had said he didn’t care if it was too soon. Her reply had been slow in coming, and then it stopped altogether.His friends, Marcus, Leo, and Sam, waited for him by the door. They didn’t say anything, just