All Chapters of Anything For You: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Emily's heart raced as she surveyed the transformed gallery space. Soft lighting illuminated abstract paintings and sleek sculptures, while the clinking of champagne flutes and murmur of voices filled the air. Her navy dress swished around her legs as she made final adjustments to a floral arrangement."Bloody hell, we actually pulled this off," Sophia whispered, sidling up next to her. Emily grinned. "Don't jinx it. The night's still young."Her gaze drifted to Lucas, looking devastatingly handsome in his matching suit as he chatted with her parents. A familiar warmth bloomed in her chest."Earth to Emily," Sophia teased. "Stop eye-fucking your man and help me with these gift bags."Emily snorted, grabbing a stack of g

Emily squinted against the harsh sunlight reflecting off the pier, her head pounding with each step. The salty sea breeze did little to ease her hangover as she and Lucas approached the quaint cafe, its weathered wooden sign creaking in the wind."I need caffeine. Stat," Emily muttered, her voice raspy.Lucas chuckled, his hand on the small of her back. "I think we all do after last night."As they entered, Emily's eyes immediately locked onto Ryan, sitting at a corner table. Her stomach clenched, a mix of residual anger and unexpected nerves."Let's get this over with," she whispered to Lucas, steeling herself.They made their way over, the floorboards groaning beneath their feet. Ryan stood, his usually impeccable appearanc

As Lucas mixed batter and the bacon began to sizzle, Emily poured two steaming mugs of coffee. She breathed in the scent, savouring the moment. Fuck, when did domesticity start feeling so damn good? she wondered, watching Lucas flip a pancake with practiced ease. The sight of him, all tousled hair and relaxed muscles, stirred something warm in her chest."What're you thinking about?" Lucas asked, catching her stare.Emily sipped her coffee, buying time. "Just... how nice this is," she admitted softly.Lucas set down the spatula and walked over to her, his movements fluid and deliberate. He stood behind Emily, his warmth enveloping her as he pressed a gentle kiss to her shoulder. "It is nice, yes," he murmured agai

ANYTHING FOR YOU, SOPHIA: Chapter TwoJake's strong hands caught Sophia's wrists, pinning them behind her back in one fluid motion. A thrill shot through her as he hooked his feet over her ankles, spreading her legs apart."Thought you could tease me, huh?" Jake's voice was low and husky in her ear.Sophia's breath hitched. "Maybe I like teasing you."His free hand danced up the inside of her thigh, leaving goosebumps in its wake. "And maybe I like putting you in your place."She squirmed against his grip, torn between wanting to break free and aching for his touch. "My place? And where exactly is that?"Jake's fingers finally reached her core, eliciting a gasp. "At my mercy.""Cocky bastard," Sophia muttered, even as her hips bucked involuntarily, the movement splashing water everywhere.His chuckle vibrated against her back. "You love it."She bit her lip, refusing to give him the satisfaction. But as his fingers began to move in maddening circles, coherent thought fled. All she cou

Sophia's eyes fluttered open, consciousness creeping in along with a dull ache in her muscles. She rolled over, arm reaching out, but found only cold sheets beside her. "Jake?" she mumbled, voice rough with sleep. No response.She sat up, blinking in the harsh morning light streaming through the gap in the curtains. The room was empty, Jake's clothes no longer strewn across the floor where they'd been hastily discarded the night before. "Well, shit," Sophia muttered, running a hand through her tangled curls. A folded piece of paper on the pillow next to her caught her eye. She snatched it up, unfolding it with fingers that trembled slightly.A phone number was scrawled across the paper, along with the words "Text me later, little one."Sophia stared at the note, a mix of emotions swirling in her chest. Part of her wanted to crumple it up and toss it in the bin. Another part wanted to grab her phone and text him right that second."Get a grip, Soph," she told herself. "It was just a