All Chapters of VELVET HEAT:100 FORBIDDEN FANTASIES : Chapter 101 - Chapter 109

“Hanging on?.. I haven’t…”“You stop,” Jenn repeated. “You don’t sit that close. You don’t share lunch. You don’t walk her to class holding hands.”Bree stared. “You noticed all that?”“I notice everything,” Jenn said.“Then you noticed she reached for my hand first.”Jenn’s jaw flexed. “I noticed it won’t happen again.”“You can’t control her,” Bree said. “And you can’t control me.”“You’re wrong on one count.”Bree folded her arms across her chest. Defensive. Aching. “So what, then? I lose my friend because you decided I should?”“Or,” Jenn said, and then she paused, like she was combing through the meanest version of herself and choosing something marginally less cruel, “you make a deal.”Bree narrowed her eyes. “What kind of deal?”“You stay away from Evelyn,” Jenn said, and then, because she didn’t like how desperate it sounded in her head, she wrapped it in something else. “And I’ll take you out.”Bree blinked. “On a date?”“A real one.”“Like..dinner?”Jenn snorted softly. “If

⚠️ Trigger Warning:This chapter is 21+, containing explicit nudity, erotic tension, voyeurism, and psychological dominance. Proceed only if you’re comfortable with mature, graphic material.Yumi stood at the entrance, clutching the strap of her bag so tightly her knuckles ached. Rain clung to her coat, dripping onto the polished stone steps that led up to Kim Yeohan’s private studio.She had agreed,she had said yes. A full-nude shoot.Her heart was loud in her chest when the door opened.Yeohan stood there, taller than she remembered from their first meeting, dressed in black…button-down shirt, sleeves rolled to his forearms, collar loose. His face was unreadable, soft-featured but sharp in a way that didn’t allow warmth to linger. He looked almost bored, though his eyes held something darker, something that made Yumi’s breath catch.“You’re late.” His voice was calm and flat.“I..I’m sorry. The rain..”He stepped back without replying, letting her in.The studio swallowed her, It wa

⚠️ Trigger Warning:This continuation leans into psychological obsession, stalking, and voyeuristic tension. It’s not sexual in this chapter, but it is dark, mature, and unsettling. Proceed only if comfortable.Yumi started noticing it three days after the shoot.At first it was nothing…just a flicker in her periphery, the feeling of eyes where none should be. She told herself it was in her head. She was tired, stressed, stretched thin between coursework and the insane decision she’d made to model nude for Kim Yeohan.But then the little things piled up.On Tuesday, someone had left a coffee on the bench where she always sat between lectures. Not a brand she drank often, but exactly the way she ordered it. No note. No one around. She had thrown it out untouched, telling herself it was coincidence.On Thursday night, she swore she heard footsteps behind her on the street. Not too close, not threatening, but steady. She turned three times. Nobody. But when she got home, her apartment wi

The apartment wasn’t supposed to feel this small.Linlin told herself that for the fifth time as she crossed the narrow kitchen, brushing past Jordan’s shoulder. The counter was marble, cold and clean…like him. He didn’t move when she reached for the kettle beside him, didn’t even glance at her. But she could feel his gaze anyway, hovering just behind her ear, hot and deliberate.He was all sharp edges. From the way he leaned against the counter in that black shirt rolled to the forearms, to the way his voice dropped when he finally spoke.“You’re using my mug again.”“It’s a mug,” she muttered, trying not to sound flustered.He didn’t reply…just tilted his head, studying her. The silence pressed in. Her heart began to drum in her chest, too loud for a kitchen at seven a.m. When she turned, she caught the faintest curve of his mouth. A knowing, dangerous sort of smile.Jordan always looked like he knew too much.When her father married his aunt, Linlin never thought they’d end up here