All Chapters of GUARDED HEAT: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

It was the final week before the wedding, and our home was always filled with chaos. Everyone was so busy, including me and Stephanie. Attending beauty appointments and doing the final wedding attire rehearsal were already tiring, but then adding a media circle was just pure exhaustion. There were so many times both Stephanie and I had almost given up and just forgotten about the facade we had been wearing for weeks, but thankfully, we were able to hold on.God, I can't do any more of this. If Gunner and I get married, I will make sure to make it simple. I don't want it to be grand, and then end up being so fucking exhausted."What are you thinking?" Stephanie, who was sitting on the chair which she had turned from facing my study table to facing my bed so she could look at me, asked.We were now inside my room, finally taking a well-needed rest from all the chaos."My future wedding with Gunner," I answered honestly, my eyes on the ceiling as I lay down on my bed with my arms and leg

The church gleamed with white roses and gold trim. Everything inside the church, the design, all screamed grand and luxury. Everything was actually beautiful. The only thing that was making it ugly was the situation I was in. If this was my wedding with Gunner, then it'd be perfect.Another thing that was making things ugly was the media. I haven't even walked down the aisle, and yet cameras were already following me everywhere I go, taking shots at everything I do. And they're doing the same thing to my parents, with my mother absolutely loving it.That's an attention-seeker and a self-centered person for you."Can we have a family picture before the wedding starts?" I heard one of the photographers that my mother had hired ask."Of course," my mother answered instantly. Then she turned to me and called me in a sweet voice, making herself sound like a good and sweet and loving mother, too far from who and what kind of mother she really was. "Layland, sweetheart, can you please come o

"Gunner...wait," I heard Layland say through heavy and fast breathing, but I did not listen to him. I was done being patient. I've waited long enough already. And now that everything's done, now that everything's over, now that the people who wanted to separate us are gone, I'm finally going to stop holding back. I'm going to claim what was rightfully mine. And I am going to do it now, right here in my apartment.I bit Layland's jawline in a rough manner that would probably leave some marks, then my lips went down until I reached his Adam's apple, which I graciously sucked, causing Layland to gasp loudly.His hands on my shoulders that were pushing me just a while ago were now holding and gripping me so tightly that I felt his nails digging into my skin despite me still wearing my shirt. I loved this kind of pain he was causing me, though."Gunner..." Layland moaned my name again when it wasn't just his Adam's apple I was sucking anymore, but I also started doing it to the other parts

Let me start with thanking all of you, who have supported and loved Gunner and Layland. Please know that I appreciate every single one of you. I wouldn't be able to finish this book without each and every single one of you, so thank you!Now I have an announcement to make.This book was originally written three years ago and was posted on another writing app and site. And even before, I already planned to write Gunner's older brother, Shawn's, own story. I originally planned to write the book separately, but since Shawn's own book is shorter than Guarded Heat (it only has 25 chapters), publishing it here in Goodnovel separately won't be a good decision at all. And so, I decided that instead of publishing it separately, I will make it a side story here in Guarded Heat.I hope you will love Shawn and George's story as much as you loved Gunner and Layland's!Here is the blurb for After Hours Romance (Shawn and George's story):Shawn had already known deep inside of him that he is bisexual

George's POVShawn: I'll be there in an hour.My lips immediately curled into a smile the moment I read Shawn's reply.An hour. That's more than enough to prepare for his dinner and mine as well.I've known Shawn for two years, and based on the knowledge I had gathered about him in those two years, I could confidently say that he hasn't had his dinner yet. He probably had just finished his work and was taking a rest. That's what he always does. Work, rest, and then sex with me. It's a cycle, a habit that I wanted to change because it was not balanced. There should be fun in there. Work, fun, rest, and then sex with me. I tried suggesting that to him, but he instead told me that if he had to insert fun in his life, then he would have to cut off one from what he usually does, and that wouldn't be work because that man was a damn workaholic, and it couldn't be rest as well because he needed that. So, obviously, the choice would be sex with me, which was not a good thing, at least for me.