Lahat ng Kabanata ng Chasing my Bestfriend × Lover: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

ADRIAN'S POVThe plush velvet of the couch felt alien beneath me. I was home, technically, back in our penthouse living room, but the air hung thick with unspoken tension.I craved the oblivion of sleep, but I knew it wouldn't come. Not with Damien across from me, his presence a palpable force. He was observing me, his dark eyes narrowed, and the silence stretched, taut and unforgiving. I could practically taste the simmering frustration radiating from him, and it was all aimed at me. I felt like a cornered animal, every instinct screaming at me to flee.“What’s going on, Adrian?” His voice was low, a husky rumble that usually sent shivers down my spine.I forced a casual shrug, trying to mimic the nonchalance I usually wore like armor. "What do you mean? Everything's fine."The sound of his palm slamming against the glass coffee table shattered the tense silence. I flinched."Don’t play dumb with me. Don't lie to me, Adrian," he growled, his voice a dangerous whisper. "Something's w

DAMIEN'S POV I felt…good. Genuinely good. The air between Adrian and me had been thick with unspoken tension for weeks, a suffocating cloud of misunderstanding I couldn’t quite grasp. The relief was palpable. It had been hanging over me for days, this suffocating fear that Adrian was somehow slipping away. We’d had… not a fight, exactly. Just a distance. A coolness that settled between us, a space where easy conversation used to flow. But this morning, we’d talked. Really talked. About the little things that bothered us, about everything and nothing.And now? It was gone. The distance had evaporated. I felt like I could breathe again. He was here, my Adrian, my best friend.I even felt a pang of guilt remembering the selfish thought I’d blurted out this morning, something about hoping he wouldn’t find his future wife for at least ten years. I just… I couldn't envision my life without him. He was a constant. A brother. The thought of him building a life with someone else, a family tha

DAMIEN'S POV The sterile scent of disinfectant hung heavy in the air as I stretched, the last of my morning patients finally seen. My back popped in protest, a familiar ache that signaled the end of another busy shift. I stepped out of my office, intending to flag down Sienna, our ever-efficient secretary, and check my afternoon schedule.As I rounded the corner, Adrian's office door caught my eye. It was closed. And locked.A knot of unease tightened in my gut. Adrian never locked his door during consultations. It was an open invitation, a silent reassurance to his patients that he was approachable, available. The only time I ever saw that door locked was… well, it was a memory I’d rather bury. The memory of catching Adrian and Selena in a compromising position.A flicker of anger, a possessive rage, threatened to ignite. Has he… was he doing it again? But reason quickly doused the flames. Adrian wasn't stupid. He wouldn't make the same mistake twice. This felt different, heavier. S

ADRIAN'S POV Suddenly, sirens wailed in the distance. The police were coming. "We have to go," Delilah hissed at Brent, her voice shaking. "Now!" Brent looked confused, but Delilah grabbed his arm and dragged him towards their car. He hesitated for a moment, glancing back at me, the ice pick still poised against my neck. "This isn't over, Adrian," he growled. "You haven’t seen the last of us." With that, they scrambled into their car and sped out of the parking lot, leaving me trembling in their wake. Damien rushed to my side, his face etched with concern. "Adrian! Are you okay? Let me see that cut." I nodded, pressing my hand against my neck. "Yeah, I think so. Just a scratch." He examined the wound, his expression grim. "That needs stitches. Let's get you to the emergency room." As we waited for the police to arrive, Damien put his arm around me, pulling me close. "I'm so glad you're okay," he murmured. "Me too," I said, leaning into him. "Thank you, Damien. You saved my li

DAMIEN'S POVShe tried to deep throated me again and again, the sensation was overwhelming. She slid her wet flexible tongue to my cock while thrusting it in and out her mouth.The wetness and warmness of her mouth engulfing me fully was unbearable, I instantly feel my cock pulsated and throbbed inside it. The tingling sensation of my cock going in and out of her mouth swirled in. I guide her head and push it down to go deeper and swallow me fully inside her mouth.The room filled with the sounds of her gasps, her moans, the wet sounds of slurping and gagging. She continued to work on me, her pace changes from slow and deliberate at first, gradually building in intensity. She also started to explore every part of my surrounding area of my cock . She played with my balls, softly squeezing and caressing them, using her hands to fondle them one by one before bringing me back to the main show. I was impressed with her progress and continued to give her instructions on how to improve.I fe