All Chapters of GUARDED HEAT: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

From my eyes being open groggily, they were now wide open together with my mouth hanging in shock as I stared at Layland.It felt like a bucket of ice had been thrown over my head, making the lust I was just feeling go away, my hard dick becoming limp.Fuck! Is this really real? Is this really happening? Couldn't it be just a nightmare? (A beautiful nightmare, I mean, which was not the point actually, and I shouldn't even be thinking like this).But when Layland suddenly squeezed my limp cock, that's when everything became more sure than it already was.Yep. This was definitely not a dream.After what seemed like an eternity, I finally was able to find my voice and make a move.From lying down, I hastily sat up and tried to get Layland's face off my crotch and his hand out of my cock. But Layland was determined to continue what he was doing. No matter how much I tried to push him away, he wouldn't budge.He squeezed my cock again, which almost made me growl. And because I was fucked i

My head felt like it was going to split open the moment I woke up from my not-so-comfortable sleep.A painful groan got out of my mouth when I opened my eyes and was greeted by the warm sunlight coming from the opened windows of my room.Who the hell opened the damned windows? Every single person in this house knows that I don't like opening my windows in the morning! I hate being greeted by the sunlight!“Fuck!” I whimpered when I tried to stand up and worsened my headache, prompting me to lie down on my bed again.Fucking hangover!I stayed lying on the bed with my palms covering my hands for a few minutes, hoping that it would alleviate the pain that I was feeling in my head. Thankfully, it somehow did.But the moment my headache got better, memories of what I did last night started to flow in my head, and that made me take back the gratefulness that I was feeling. Because my headache might have gotten a bit better, but it was replaced with anger and frustration as I remembered how

When I saw Gunner and Lindsey in the kitchen while looking so close and intimate with each other, I couldn't help the anger surging inside me, which prompted me to yell at the maid and drive her away.Once Lindsey was gone, I turned my attention back to Gunner.The devil knows how much I wanted to strangle Gunner to death right at that moment. Because how dare he flirt with a woman after what I did to him last night? After I made him orgasm twice? If there's anyone he should be flirting with, it should be me, not Lindsey!But let me just get this straight: I am not hoping that he'll flirt with me. I don't want that—or maybe I do? I mean for my plan, alright? If he starts flirting with me, then that would mean that my plan is working. But honestly, it's not only that. Seeing him and Lindsey also made me feel like my pride has been stomped on. It's like he was making me see, and shoving it into my face, the fact that he really does only take last night as a mistake and that he wants not

“So, how are the job and the kid?” Shawn asked right after my ass landed on the seat that was facing his office table.I just got back from sending Layland to his college. I usually stay there until his last class, not leaving and going anywhere to make sure that he won't be able to escape like the last time, but a while ago, I suddenly had the urge to pay my brother a visit. So after making sure that Layland is in his class, I made my way to our agency’s office building, and now here I am, facing my boring and humorless older brother.“We finally got to see each other after almost two weeks, and the first thing that you’ll ask me is, ‘How are my job and the kid?’ How about asking how the well-being of your baby brother is faring? Have you thought of that question?”Shawn went back to reading some documents, which was what he had been doing before I uninvitedly burst into his office.“Why would I need to ask about your well-being when I can clearly see that you're faring well?” Shawn

“What the fuck happened?” I asked in shock upon seeing even more clearly how fucked up Layland's face was. His face and his lips were filled with cuts, and it was starting to swell, while his nose was slightly crooked and was bleeding. His eyes were also bloodshot.From his face, my gaze went down to his body. His clothes were dirty, a total mess, which was enough for me to know that his body underneath his clothes was surely just as fucked up as his face.My eyes went back to Layland’s face. “Are you okay?” But Layland was going out of it already, so he couldn’t answer my question anymore, which led me to turn my attention to Zach instead. But before I could even ask him, he already beat me to it.“I’ll answer all your questions later. For now, we need to take him home and be out of their nosy assholes’ sights.”I frowned. “What do you mean we’re taking him home? We are taking him to a hospital!”“Layland doesn’t want to—”“I don’t fucking care about what he wants. We are bringing hi