All Chapters of Sinful Desires : Gravity Of Us : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Alex finally came downstairs and walked toward the dining room, but it was empty. As he turned, he spotted a maid passing by."Where is everyone?" He asked."They're all in the garden, Sir." The maid replied politely.Alex nodded. "Thank you." He said before heading out.In the garden, everyone sat in a circle, chatting and enjoying the breeze. As Alex approached, Lily noticed him first. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she saw he had changed out of his earlier suit and was now wearing a crisp white shirt and black trousers."Why did you take so long?" She asked. "And... why the outfit change?"Alex gave a casual shrug. "The suit got stained, so I changed."Meanwhile, Ethan's eyes lingered on him, quiet admiration softening his expression. He looks so good...Mrs. Carol looked up and smiled. "Now that Alex is here, he and Bethany can head out for that date."Bethany lit up immediately and stood. "That's right, Mom." She hurried to Alex's side, linking her arm through his. "Shall we?" She

Marcel stepped into the bar, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on a familiar figure at the bar area. William sat there, casually nursing a drink. Marcel's jaw tightened as he walked over and took the seat beside him. William turned, and when he saw Marcel, a slow smile spread across his face. "Well, well. Long time no see, Marcel. I didn't expect you to show up."Marcel's voice was cold, his expression hard. "Why are you back, William? You swore you'd disappear. And the video—you said it was deleted. Why the hell do you still have it?"William smirked, unfazed. "Easy now, Marcel. No need to cause a scene." He finished his drink and shifted in his seat to face him fully.He reached out, trailing a fingertip down Marcel's cheek.Marcel slapped his hand away, eyes blazing. "Don't mess with me, William. I swear, you'll regret it."William chuckled. "Still so serious." He studied Marcel for a moment, then shurgged. "I came back because I missed Ethan."Marcel scoffed. "You've g

Ethan stood outside the apartment, his body slightly trembling. The nerves were hard to hide, even as he tried to steady his breath. He inhaled deeply, then again—trying to calm the storm inside him.He didn't want to look afraid.It had been four years since he last saw William. Four years since everything fell apart. And yet, the memories still clung to him like fresh wounds.He shut his eyes for a moment, forcing himself to stay composed. "You can do this, Ethan!" He told himself.When he finally felt ready, he reached out and pressed the doorbell.Seconds passed.Then the door opened.And there he was.William.Ethan's breath caught the moment he saw him.William stood in the doorway, smiling—calm, composed, like nothing had ever happened.A sharp ache bloomed in Ethan's chest as memories surged forward; the manipulation, the shame, the pain. It all came rushing back, but he forced himself to stay still. His face remained blank, unreadable.William's smile widened. "Ethan. I'm so g

Outside the company, William stood with Ethan, his jaw tight, still seething from what had happened inside. But he was trying—barely—to keep his anger in check.Ethan looked drained, his shoulders heavy with exhaustion. But he forced himself to stand tall, his expression firm."Why are you doing this?" He asked, voice low. "Why can't you just leave me alone?"William scoffed. "Leave you alone? After your new man humiliated me in there?"Ethan's eyes flared. "Watch your tongue when you talk about Alex." William raised his hands in mock surrender. "Fine. We'll leave that for another day."He stepped closer. "But I need your help. I need money. Something urgent came up.''Ethan let out a bitter laugh, an amused smirk tugging at his lips. He looked William dead in the eyes. "I don't have anything to give you. Go find help somewhere else."William's smile vanished. He pulled out his phone, his tone turning cold. "I tried being nice, Ethan. I wanted to talk peacefully. But if you want to d

William lounged in his living room, laughing loudly at the TV, a drink in hand, completely at ease.The doorbell rang.He glanced toward the door but ignored it, chuckling again at the movie playing.The doorbell rang againWilliam lounged in his living room, laughing loudly at the TV, a drink in hand, completely at ease.The doorbell rang a second time, more insistent.William groaned, annoyed. "Who the hell could that be?"He stood up, muttering under his breath, and walked to the door.The moment he opened it, he froze.Standing before him was a tall, broad-shouldered man—expression unreadable, eyes cold."William Malrick?" The man asked.William blinked, confused. "Yeah...?"The man smirked. "Hmm."Then, without warning, he threw a punch—fast and brutal.It landed squarely on William's face, and he dropped instantly, unconscious before he hit the floor.*****William groaned as he slowly woke up. His head hurt badly, and everything felt blurry.He opened his eyes and tried to move