Semua Bab Dark Temptations: Falling For My Ex: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Yasmeen's face was twisted in disbelief. "What? That's... that's insane. He was my boyfriend, and he proposed to me. How on earth is this even possible?" She staggered back. I nodded solemnly. "I know it sounds crazy, but Troy admitted it to me just now. He tried to brush it off as if it were nothing, but it's clear he's been involved with her. It is clear that something happened." Helen's hand flew to her mouth in shock. "But why would he... Why would he do something like this? Raine is only a child. She's my sweet, precious baby." Her lips quivered. "Because he's twisted," Yasmeen said, her voice trembling with anger. "He's always had this weird obsession with Raine, but I've never seen it like that. I figured they were getting along. He would just always talk to her and try to include her in our activities. I figured he was trying to be a part of the family. I just never thought... I never thought he'd go this far." "We have to do something," Helen said, her eyes darting toward

Damon and I had a wild night and a memorable one too. I was beyond exhausted and so was he. But I had a job to do so I snuck out of bed while he was sleeping and got ready for work. After taking a cold shower and brushing my teeth, I pulled my hair into a high ponytail and got dressed. Thank goodness I left spare clothes here because of Damon’s and I little moments that usually spill over into the morning. “Sneaking out on me Arya?” Damon’s raspy voice penetrated my ear. “Well I didn’t want to interrupt your beauty sleep.” “If it’s to see you before you go, you can interrupt me all day princess.” His finger glided against my lips. “As much as I would love a round two, I’m satisfied as fuck. I’m going to be walking side to side all day.” I said and he smirked. “I fucked you pretty good, didn’t I?”“Don’t flatter yourself.” Damon smacked my ass causing me to yelp as I walked out of the door. He had that smirk on his face as he winked. I arrived at work on time and went to the o

Michael’s POV Lana was out of town for the while, she said she had to visit her parents up North because her grandma had fallen ill. We were off and on. Before she left we had a huge argument about us. She thought that having Arya work for me was a bad idea. Arya had been plaguing my mind lately. I just wanted to talk to her. My phone rang snapping me out of my thoughts. I was at a bar having a drink, thinking about Arya and how scared she was of thunderstorms. It was actually cute, the way she scrunched up her nose and whimpered every time thunder echoed. She was just the same as back then but she had also changed a lot. Answering the phone, Arya’s slurred voice came over the line. “Hey, my head is spinning where are you Yas?” Clearly she was mistaken but I didn’t want to hang up. Before I could say anything I heard her again. “Hey! Can you not touch me like that?” She shouted. I immediately grabbed my keys and walked to my car. “Where are you?” I asked

Well things returned to normal for the most part. Michael and I maintained a professional relationship and barely spoke to each other. I couldn't shake the feelin that centered me though. I wanted to actually talk to him and get to know him. As strange as that sounds, it was how I felt but I knew better. Yas couldn't stop apologizing for leaving me at the club but I assured her that it wasn't her fault and that she wasn't to blame for any of it."C'mon am I that boring cutie?" Damon pouted as he flicked my forehead."You aren't. I was just lost in thought," I smiled."What's on your mind?" He asked. "Michael." I blurted and he raised a brow.""Oh it's like that huh?'"It is not. He just saved my life at the club and I can't stop thinking about him you know. It is weird because I actually loathe him and I don't want to be with him or have anything to do with him. But my mind won't let me stop thinking about him.""Then maybe talk to him genius.""You know I can't do that." I said a

"So why are you interested in my son? He also told me you're a corporate lawyer."I froze mid-sip of my water, nearly choking on it. Damon had conveniently left out that his mom was the type to cut straight to the point. Setting the glass down carefully, I pasted on a polite smile, though my brain was screaming for a coherent answer.“Well,” I began, glancing at Damon for backup, but he was casually eating a piece of bread, pretending not to notice my silent plea for help. Jerk. “Damon and I… we just kind of clicked. He has this way of—uh—pulling people in.”His mom raised an eyebrow, her sharp gaze making me feel like I was under a spotlight. “Interesting. And what about him specifically caught your attention? Humor? Looks? His penchant for trouble?”“Definitely not the trouble part,” I quipped, earning a laugh from her and a smirk from Damon. “Honestly, it’s his… persistence. He doesn’t give up easily, and there’s something admirable about that.” I paused, cringing inwardly at how r