All Chapters of I'm Addicted To You: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Yes, but I was just a quiet, awkward guy hiding behind my hair back then, completely controlled by my strict father. He never allowed me to spend hours at late-night parties. But that night, I saw you. Later on, I saw you crying bitterly, but from where I stood, I couldn't tell what the matter was. Then suddenly, the police arrived, and everything became chaotic. I saw a guy called Jack being dragged out and arrested, but I didn't know what had actually happened to you. My friend and I had to hurry and leave the scene immediately because the police were involved." Alex looked directly into my eyes, his expression softening. "Since that very day, I grew a deep affection for you. I couldn't get you out of my head. I asked my friend if he knew your name, and he told me everything who you were and where you lived. But right after that party, my dad found out I had sneaked out. He immediately packed my bags and sent me straight to military school." He reached across the table, his hand

I lay there. Breathing hard. My body ached for him. I was so close. So close. But he left me hanging. "Alex?" I said. My voice was small. "What's wrong?" "Nothing," he said. His voice was flat. Far away. I sat up. I looked at him. He was staring at the wall. His eyes were empty. Lost in thought, did I do something wrong "What happened?" "I said I'm fine," he said. But he did not look at me. *********** The next morning, I woke up to a room flooded with pale, thin sunlight. Inside the covers, the bed was still warm, but an inexplicable chill hung in the air. Turning over, I found Alex already awake. He was lying flat on his back, staring blankly at the ceiling with empty, hollow eyes. The deep exhaustion etched into his face told me everything; he hadn't slept a single wink. "Alex?" I murmured softly. "Good morning baby," he replied. His voice was flat, completely devoid of emotion, as if his mind were miles away. "What's wrong? You look so sad." "It's nothing," he muttered.

Eventually, I dragged myself up and went back to bed, but sleep was completely impossible. I lay there in the dark, staring at the ceiling, and the moment kept flashing back at me. I remembered the kiss with vivid, terrifying clarity, his lips on mine, so incredibly soft. I caught myself touched by the memory, a small, involuntary smile tugging at my lips before I violently snapped out of it, horrified at my own reaction. I got up to check on Joan; she was sound asleep, entirely unaware of the storm brewing in her mother’s life. Heading back to my own room, a strange, heavy feeling settled deep in my gut. No matter how hard I tried to blink it away, the memory of the kiss kept appearing right in front of my face, burning itself into my mind. The next day at work was absolute torture. The atmosphere in the executive suite was suffocatingly awkward. Justin went right back to ignoring me, but it was different now; the air between us practically crackled with nervous energy. I was st

The morning sun cut through the heavy velvet curtains of the luxury hotel room, I woke up with a jolt, a heavy weight instantly settling on my chest. The air in the room was cool from the air conditioning, but my skin felt flushed. I turned my head slowly, and my heart dropped into my stomach. I was not at home, and right beside me was Justin. His bare shoulder was rising and falling with his steady breathing, and one of his hands was wrapped possessively around my bare waist. The memories of last night rushed back in a terrifying wave the balcony, the secluded service hallway, the frantic tearing of clothes, the slow, deep thrusts while my phone buzzed uselessly on the nightstand. Panic seized me. I needed to get out of there immediately. Gently, with my breath hitched in my throat, I placed my fingers on his wrist. I braced myself, carefully lifting his hand off my waist, ensuring I didn't wake the sleeping billionaire. He stirred slightly, groaning in his sleep, but his arm dr

For weeks, things between me and my boss, Justin, were going too well. We became very close, way closer than we should have been. I found myself sleeping with him again and again in hotel rooms and in his office. Every time it happened, I told myself it was another mistake, but I just couldn't stop myself I couldn't even believe what I was doing. Justin kept sweet-talking me every day, and I actually started believing his words. He told me that Alex could not take care of me properly. Because Alex was always traveling for work, I was always left all alone in our big house. I remember so many lonely nights when I would just be alone in bed fingering myself because I was so desperate for touch. All I wanted and needed was my husband Alex, but he was never there. So, to quench my desire, I would turn to my boss the next day. Then came that Monday afternoon. I was asked to deliver the updated logistics files to the CEO’s private wing. As I got closer to the heavy mahogany doors of J