I immediately went to the bathroom to clean every part of my body, trying to rid myself of the lingering touch of his hands and the taste of his lips on mine. I knew deep down that I shouldn't be giving in to his advances, but the pull of his body against mine was intoxicating. As I scrubbed my skin raw in the shower, I couldn't help but wonder how I had let things go this far. I needed to find the strength to resist him, to stop this dangerous game before it consumed me completely. I dried myself before I went back to the counter. My coworker looked at me with a question in her eyes: why was my hair wet and my eyes red? I shrugged it off with a forced smile, not wanting to burden her with my struggles. Sean just came here to tease me, and after he said those words, he made me leave his car with some cheesecake all over my body. I scanned the room, taking orders and chatting with customers. My heart skipped a beat when I noticed a familiar face in front of me. It was someone I hadn'

Sean pushed me back onto the couch. A sense of helplessness washed over me, the weight of his body pressing down on mine as his lips trailed kisses along my neck."Sean, please," I whispered, my voice tinged with desperation as I tried to push him away once more. "You need to stop."But he seemed oblivious to my pleas, his hands roaming over my body with an urgency born of desperation, seeking solace in the familiarity of our shared passion."Sean, listen to me," I urged, my voice growing more insistent as I struggled beneath him. "You need to go home. You need to sort things out with Lilia."He paused for a moment, his eyes meeting mine with a mixture of confusion and pain. "I can't," he whispered, his voice barely audible above the pounding of my heart. "I can't face her, Mollie. Not after what happened.""You're the one I love, Mollie.""But why did you ruin my trust?"My heart ached at the raw vulnerability in his voice, the depth of his pain mirrored in my own. But even as I long

"Who's that bitch?" a heavy stilleto clacked against the floor. I was about to stand up when Sean held me and made me hide under the table. I could hear the anger in her voice as she demanded to know who was there. Sean's grip on my arm tightened, silently urging me to stay hidden until she left the room.It's Lilia."What are you doing here, Hon?" Sean asked in a calm voice, trying to distract her from discovering my presence. He stood up and looked toward where Lilia was."I know you had your woman in here," she said accusingly, her voice filled with venom. Sean remained composed, trying to diffuse the situation before it escalated further. "Lilia, there's no one here but me," he replied firmly, attempting to protect me from her wrath."You did not go home last night. I'm sure you slept in her house.""I slept in one of my condos; you know that I can't stay in the house with you when you have that dirty mind," Sean said."You don't have another woman?" Lilia's voice quivered with hu

"It's fucking different, Mollie. It's my child we were talking about," he retorted, his eyes flashing with hurt and frustration."My child would not be sick if you hadn't been such a selfish mother," he added.The tension in the car was palpable, thick with unspoken resentment and unresolved emotions. I could feel Sean's eyes burning into me, his words hanging heavy in the air like a dark cloud.I felt something boiling inside my body. My ears perked up at what he said. My palm, which I had been preventing from landing on his face, when I saw him caring for Aoife earlier, like he did not abandon us, hit him."Your child?" I looked at him and tried not to smirk at what he just said. "Last time I checked, you weren't even there when she was born," I pointed out, my tone dripping with sarcasm."You have no right to slap me in the face with your words on how I should be raising my child," I continued, my anger bubbling to the surface. "You may have helped create her, but you certainly hav