Semua Bab Jacob Hale: Enemy’s Secret Toy: Bab 91 - Bab 100

JacobThe shower scalded my skin, yet his scent lingered, taunting me. Reminding me of the one thing I wanted, but fate wouldn’t let me have.Him.Daniel.Steam curled around my shoulders like possessive arms, the memory of his touch still searing into my flesh. I could still taste him… tequila and minty gum, the metallic tang of my blood where he’d bitten my lip too hard. The water turned my skin lobster-red, but no amount of heat could purge him from my pores. I scrubbed my thighs raw with a loofah, the soap stinging the bruises from his teeth marks. The abrasive fibers scraped over the crescent-shaped indents, each pass sending a jolt of pain-pleasure up my spine.His marks. His claims. I was beginning to love how my body throbbed at the memory. The mirror fogged over, thankfully concealing the damage to my neck. I didn’t want to see the marks of his passion… the purpling blooms that screamed “Jake Hale belongs to Daniel Cobbs.”“Fuck."I threw the loofah with the soap embe

DanielLife has this fucked-up way of spinning on a dime. One second, you're living a lie, and the next, reality slaps you in the face so hard you see stars. And right now? I was fucking blind.Jacob stood in front of me, his body rigid, his eyes avoiding mine like I was something he needed to scrub off his skin. The air between us was thick with words we couldn’t speak… every stolen touch, every whispered promise, every fucking time he had moaned my name like it was the only word he knew. And now? Now he was telling me it was over. Done, like it never happened. Like we never happened.I watched him, hoping he'd say something to change the story… anything. A hesitation. A flicker of doubt. A sign that he was just as torn apart as I was. But what came out of his mouth was a punch to the gut. “We have to end this," he murmured, his voice firm but shaky. “I'm marrying Nathan in a few weeks. I'm in love with him."Bullshit.Those words sliced through me like a hot knife throu

Nathan I studied him from afar, his eyes glued to his phone, but I could feel it. Something was off with Jacob, and it wasn’t just the dark circles under his eyes or the tension from work. This was a shift in his mind, a change that seemed to have lodged in his very marrow. It was a shift that had occurred over the last few weeks, a transformation that was palpable yet unspoken. He wasn’t the same. Not the vibrant, warm-hearted man I’d come to adore. Now, he was a stranger, lost in thought, detached. Whenever we were together, his eyes had a tendency to wander, and when our fingers grazed, there was no electricity, no warmth. It was as if he was playing a part, going through the motions of love without truly feeling it. I had almost convinced myself that it was all in my head, that Jacob was just overwhelmed. But the truth slapped me in the face, undeniable. I’d caught them. Together. More than once. It wasn’t just the furtive looks or the way Jacob’s eyes lit up like a Chr

Nathan It’d been a few days back at my parents' house. I found myself back in my father’s study, the gloomy light making the shadows stretch like long fingers across the room. The scent of old leather and dusty books wrapped around me, once a comfort, now feeling like chains. In my grip, a tattered folder, its pages yellowed with age, held secrets that had taunted me since I stumbled upon them…papers filled with betrayal and a tragedy that linked both Jake’s family and mine… together. One photo in particular had grabbed my attention, showing my dad and a man all chummy, grinning as they clasped hands. Jacob’s Dad.It was taken right before the fire that wiped out Jacob’s family. The photo was a stark fucking reminder of the messed-up history we shared. I’d found the folder when I was just a teen, poking around for something to read. The floorboard near my father’s desk was loose, and when I pried it up, the hollow space beneath revealed a stack of documents wrapped in twine.

Nathan The weight of my family’s secret still burned through me like a fire that had refused to be quenched by an ocean.The last time I’d somehow summoned the courage to bare myself open to Jake, to tell him all the secrets surrounding his family’s demise, something had interrupted.At first, I thought it was a text from that devilish bastard.Daniel.But no, it wasn’t. It had been from one of Jake’s friends at school. Something about a project they had to do together and to prove to me that he wasn’t sneaking around anymore, he’d asked me to drive him there. “Don’t forget dinner, tomorrow.” I’d whispered in his neck, before kissing his forehead and sending him off into his friend’s apartment.He didn’t come home that night, but he kept me updated on what he did.And I was grateful for that. It gave me hope that maybe I hadn’t entirely lost him… and telling him about this fire would ruin everything.And my heart wouldn’t be able to bear it.Of course, I would still tell him the who