Lahat ng Kabanata ng Club Red: Sin And Seduction : Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

You know, honestly, I'm not sure I have the headspace to deal with whatever he's doing and with what's going on in my life right now. I'm not sure how to manage Lyla's endless anger toward me. I hate what she's willing to imply and the things that she's willing to accuse me of with no proof. What else is she going to barge in here and try to force me to admit to even though I didn't do it? What else is she going to hold against me and hold over my head? I'm tired of her trying to punish me and hold me accountable for things I didn't do when she's actually the bad guy in our story. All those years ago, when we were young and dumb, she’d wound up pregnant. And she’d hidden the pregnancy from me, until Emma was born, then she’d hit me with child support, because we’d separated before the divorce was finalized. And the first time I’d seen my daughter, Lyla tried to hide her from me. She’d claimed I was an abusive drunk, that my time at the club made me an unfit parent… and she won. I

He shakes his head in a negative gesture. “Not standing up for her as much as not willing to say anything bad about her.” I take a moment to ponder that, wondering why he'd want to protect her after everything that she's done. There's no harm in being honest about how awful she's been, or the lies that she's told about him, or how she's tried to potentially ruin his life by calling him a kidnapper in front of his friends. “You don't need to protect her.” I want him to know that this is a safe place, and he's welcome to speak and clear his mind. He gives me a sideways glance. “What makes you think I'm trying to protect her?” I hesitate for a second, unsure how to answer this question. “Well, maybe you're not exactly trying to protect her, but you're certainly not being forthcoming with what she did or putting any of the responsibility on her shoulders.” “Just because I'm not vocalizing it doesn't mean that I don't feel that she is responsible for the things that she's done.” I ca

I have no doubt that now that I've shared this, a lot of things are clicking into place in her mind. “I'm so sorry that she did this to you.” Once again, her forehead wrinkles slightly as a confused look crosses her face. “Wait, why did you need to tell me this before we continued?” “Because I don't like hiding that I have a child, but it’s not an easy topic to broach. You’re the only person I’ve ever told.” That realization hits me like a blow to the stomach. I've never shared this news with anyone. I've never trusted anyone enough to tell them. But I trust Bella, no matter what happens. Even if we were to split up way down the road, I imagine she'd carry the secret to the grave. And that's one of the things that I love about her; she’s loyal, kind, and fair. “You don't owe me answers. You don't owe me anything. Even if we do get into a relationship, you are allowed to keep your secrets. I mean, obviously, not if your secret is that you're cheating on me or something like that, t

BLURB He wants her so bad it’s driving him insane.Laurel wrecked his car and now, she’s wrecking his mind.One second, she was just a stranger who rear-ended him. The next, she became the only woman he couldn’t stop picturing underneath him.He tried to forget her. Tried to erase the way her mouth moved, the fire in her eyes, the sway of her hips.It almost worked.Until he ended up flat on his back… in her dentist chair.••Chapter 1Laurel“Mia, that’s terrible.” I listen to my best friend giggle on the other end of the line as I take the right turn toward work. The sun streaming down between the trees splashes spots of light on the concrete road in front of me as Mia’s giggle turns to a laugh. I can’t help but smile at her humor.“That's not even the terrible part.” She pauses for a second, as if trying to catch her breath. “After I refused to kiss him because our date went so wrong, he offered to take me to a sex club.”The audacity of some of the men she goes on dates with sti

Arson I can’t get the little bubble-gum pop star woman who rear-ended my car out of my head. Even now, at Club Red with women moaning, whimpering, begging to be touched, I can’t stop thinking about her. As I walk past a couch, a beautiful blonde reaches out and grabs my wrist. I allow her to pull me down beside her as her brown-haired friend on the other side runs a hand up my thigh. My still-hot anger at the accident and the woman’s carelessness that had made me late for a meeting and slowed down the deal I’d been working on continues to thrum in my blood. Both women run their hands up and down my legs, playfully avoiding the length of me as I rest my head back on the couch and stare up at the red-lit ceiling. I can’t quite bring myself to enjoy what’s happening as I think about how much the little woman cost me. I've been working on this deal with Rico for months now. With his marriage and another baby on the way, he and Sandra want to sell the Club. The meeting was supposed to