บททั้งหมดของ Dangerous Desires : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

LILY I'm sitting on the grass in the park watching children play games with their parents cheering them on. Some children are dancing and running around and taking pictures, and every moment looks like a dance move. The parents rallying around their kids are a mocking reminder to me that I lack love and support. "Hey, can I join you?" I look up to find a young girl standing in front of me. She's wearing a very short skirt and cropped top; she looks older than me, maybe 21 or so. She smiles and shifts her brown hair from her face. I ignore her and look away. To my surprise, she takes the spot beside me, brushing her bare thighs against mine and sending signals to my body. I shift away. We sit down quiet together for a while, neither of us speaking. I'm looking at the kids playing faraway, but I'm not seeing them. From my peripheral, I can see this girl still staring at me. I absently check my phone to find out if anyone at home has called to check on me. My phone is buzzing; I powe

LILY I tie his wrists and then take a few steps back and look at him; a smile grows on my face. I have him exactly where I want him. We are still at a club, in like another room, and it is dark as hell in there (except for the spotlight right above the pole) in the middle of the room. I take a step forward, my legs somewhat wobbly. And a lyric fills the room, a sexual song that always puts me in the mood, you know those songs with the dirty lyrics that just make you want to do those nasty things to that special someone. I begin to dance, my movements slow and sensual. A cold metal pole, and it is so icy, and my hands couldn't stop sliding up and down it, my shirt bunching up and my stomach showing. I feel Luca's eyes on me, hungrily drinking in every inch of my bare skin. But he can't move because his wrists are tied to the chair that he is sitting on. So I just really quickly unbutton my shirt and drop it down to my boobs. They shake with every move I make, and I can feel his

LILY I don't know why I sneaked into the house through the backdoor; it's not like my dad didn't hear me drive in and couldn't see his meeting to scold me for my bad behavior, but somehow I feel good for doing it. Instead of taking the turn to my room, something snaps in me, and I take the turn to my dad's study. I'm dying of curiosity to know what's going on. I rest my ears against the door, trying to listen. But all I hear are incoherent muffled noises that make no sense. I can tell they are having an argument or some kind of confusion; everybody is talking at the same time. Maybe something has gone horribly wrong at the firm. I recognize my dad's voice, Luca's voice. Even my mom is in there? What's going on? I lean further into the door, and I don't know when the door is opened, but next thing I know, I'm falling forward into the room, but instead of falling into the room, I land on a heavy rock; its large form blocks my view of the room and shields me from being seen by those

LILY"It's all my fault I'm so stupid.""Nothing is your fault, Lily." Tiffany wraps her arms around me. "Should I get you water?" She stands up and starts heading for the kitchen. "You're stressing too much." "No, I don't want water." I snap. "This is all my fault; if I had not posted that picture on social media, none of this would have happened."Tiffany folds her wrist on her waist and stares at me. "You don't know that for sure.""Of course I do; that is what the officers said at the station; that document that I posted was given to my father in confidence to be kept private. Guilt was eating me alive in that station; that is the reason I had to run out of there and back to my home. Will my father be sentenced to prison?"Tiffany doesn't answer. I know her silence means yes. I rub my puffy eyes. "He can't be punished; it's all my fault."Tiffany sits in front of me. "You know no one knows you posted that photo online besides the two of us.""I used one of my fake profiles; they

LILY"Your grades are so poor and your attendance is slacking behind; if you keep this up, Lily, you won't graduate...blah blah blah." Mrs. Patricia's lips move up and down in a funny way.That is all the counselor has been saying since she called me into her office this morning. I raise my hands up to say something, but she signals me to remain quiet. I bit my lips in, while my fingers drum unconsciously on my thighs, and my eyes dart across the small office."Lily!" Mrs. Patricia snaps her fingers in my face."Oh." I jolt back to reality.What was she saying now?"Now, what are you waiting for?""What? Oh, is it time for me to go?" I carry my bag and start standing."Oh, it's not time for you to go everywhere. Sign the papers before you."Taking my seat, I look down on the desk, flipping the pages of the documents. "What are these?"The counselor adjusts her glasses. "An undertaking of good behavior. You will not miss your classes or any test henceforth."Is this school thing by for