บททั้งหมดของ UNBIDDEN DESIRES : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

GRAYSON As I stared at the video, my emotions tangled in a mess I couldn't unravel. My thumb hovered over the screen, ready to close it and shove the feelings back into the box where they belonged. But before I could, a notification banner appeared at the top of the screen.Lord Andre: Why didn’t you tell me your wife had a miscarriage?My heart stopped, then kicked into overdrive, thudding so hard I could feel it in my throat. My grip on the phone tightened, my knuckles going white. How the hell did he know? I made sure that everything that happened inside my house stayed there. I’d made damn sure of it. Without thinking, I hurled the phone across the room. It hit the glass window with a sharp crack, the sound echoing in the quiet office. The glass didn’t shatter, but a thin spiderweb of cracks spread across the surface, matching the fractured chaos inside my mind.I leaned back in my chair, trying to steady my breathing, but the anger and confusion boiled inside me, refusing to se

ARIANA I woke up to the warm weight of Grayson’s arm draped over me, his body wrapped around mine like a protective shield. My heart hammered in my chest, the rapid thudding echoing in my ears as I took in the situation. I could feel his steady breaths against the back of my neck, each exhale sending shivers down my spine. I shut my eyes tightly, willing my heart to stop its frantic race. The memories of last night came flooding back—his quiet request for me to stay, the vulnerability in his voice, the way he held me without a word, just needing my presence. And now, here we were, entangled in a way that felt both terrifying and…comforting.I swallowed hard, carefully prying myself from his hold. My movements were slow and deliberate, every inch I gained feeling like I was tiptoeing around a lion. I finally freed myself and sat up on the edge of the bed, but as I moved, my gaze fell on his face, and my breath caught in my throat.He was still asleep, his face softened in slumber, so

ARIANA I stood frozen for what felt like hours, my mind spinning as I tried to process everything the old woman had just said. My cheek still stung from her slap, but the pain was drowned out by the flood of questions crashing through my thoughts. I straightened up, my fingers trembling as they brushed against my cheek one last time. Then I took a steadying breath, squared my shoulders, and made my way out. As I walked down the corridor towards the foyer, I stopped in my tracks, a sudden thought crashing into me like a wave. The cameras. Grayson had cameras in almost every corner of this house. Could he have seen or heard what just happened earlier? I looked up, scanning the ceiling for the usual glint of the small black cameras that dotted every corner of the mansion. My heart sank.There were none.Why are there no cameras here? I murmured under my breath. My eyes swept the hallway again. It didn’t make sense. Every hallway, every room seemed to have surveillance, yet this o

ARIANA My body felt heavy, like lead, as I drifted back to consciousness. Darkness surrounded me, thick and suffocating. My head throbbed painfully, a dull ache spreading from the spot where I'd been struck. I fought to open my eyes, my lids feeling like they were weighed down with concrete, but after a few groggy blinks, I finally managed to pry them open.The first thing I noticed was the flickering light—dim and orange, dancing just beyond my line of sight. I squinted through the haze, my vision slowly adjusting to the low glow of flames crackling in the distance. Fire. The realisation hit me, and I froze, my heart pounding in my chest.I was lying on the cold, hard ground, the surface beneath me uneven and gritty. The sharp scent of smoke and burning wood filled my nose, mixing with something else—something metallic and acrid. Fear tightened its grip on my throat as I became more aware of my surroundings.I wasn't alone.Through the slits of my barely open eyelids, I saw them—fiv

GRAYSON I drove in silence, the weight of my thoughts suffocating me. The betrayal gnawed at the back of my mind, each second ticking by like a bomb ready to explode. Tony. My most trusted man. The thought alone sent my stomach into knots. But I couldn’t jump to conclusions. Not yet.When I reached the phone technician’s shop, I parked the car and grabbed all three phones that had been in the car with me. I strode inside, the bell over the door jingling as I entered. A young technician sat behind the counter, his head popping up from behind a laptop as he saw me walk in.“Check these,” I said, tossing the phones onto the counter with a deliberate thud, my tone clipped. “See if there’s anything on them—tracking devices, bugs, anything.”The guy blinked, clearly caught off guard by the sudden demand, but quickly nodded. "Sure, I’ll take a look."I leaned back against the counter, arms crossed, my jaw tight. As he got to work, my mind churned. Tony, wherever you are... I whispered to my