All Chapters of Guilty Pleasure #2: Chapter 91 - Chapter 98

Ryan’s phone still lay abandoned on the desk, its screen glowing faintly before dimming into silence. His hands were not on the phone anymore, they were on Elena, clutching her waist, his grip firm, almost bruising, as if he couldn’t quite believe she had dared to invade his fortress of authority like this.The kiss was a conflagration. It wasn’t just a meeting of lips, it was a raw, claiming collision that erased the lingering fury from Ryan’s body and replaced it with a white-hot, singular need. Elena’s boldness, the sheer audacity of her invasion, had short-circuited the CEO and unleashed the primal man beneath.His hands, which had moments ago been clenched in frustration, were now everywhere.Elena, perched on his lap, acted like she belonged there, her fingers toying lazily with the top button of his black shirt, sometimes flicking it open, sometimes fastening it again just to undo it once more. She leaned close, her perfume a sweet weapon that curled into his senses.“Do you kn

The hum of the city blurred outside the tinted windows as Ryan’s car glided smoothly through the evening traffic. Elena sat beside him, her white dress glowing softly under the car’s ambient lights. She kept sneaking glances at him, her lips curving into a small smile each time she caught the slight quirk at the corner of his mouth.“Where are we going?” she asked, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.“You’ll see,” he replied, his voice calm, controlled, but his hand tightened slightly on the wheel when her knee brushed his thigh.Elena smirked. “Mysterious as always.”The restaurant Ryan pulled up to was charming, nestled on a quiet, tree-lined street. It wasn't the intimidating, glass-and-steel tower of a Michelin-starred place she might have expected. It was warm, with a red brick facade and soft golden light spilling from its windows.Elena’s heart swelled with affection. He’d really listened.He came around to open her car door, offering his hand. “Your venue for the evening,

A week had passed in a blur of forms, lists, calls, and endless “are you ready for this?” questions. Elena could hardly believe how quickly time had slipped away. The carefree summer days were officially over, replaced by a frantic energy that hummed through the Carter household.  Her room was stacked with shopping bags, stationery, books, and important documents. Her calendar was marked, her wardrobe refreshed, and yet she still woke up every morning feeling like the girl who had been floating in Ryan’s arms just days ago. She was in the thick of preparing for her first day of classes, her mind buzzing with course schedules, reading lists, and the daunting prospect of balancing her MBA with her new internship at her father’s company. Her morning

The car rolled to a stop in front of the secluded vacation house, its windows glowing faintly under the pale wash of moonlight. For Elena, this place already carried the weight of fantasy, his gift, a promise made on her birthday, tucked away for nights just like this. Ryan stepped out first, walked around, and opened her door. His hand extended, palm up, steady and commanding. She took it without hesitation, her heart thudding against her ribs as she followed him to the front door. The house stood still, waiting, and in that brief pause she thought maybe they would enter calmly, maybe he would let her look around, maybe they would unpack first. She was wrong. The moment the key turned and the door gave way, Ryan’s hand was at her back, shoving her inside with a force that startled her into a gasp. The door clicked shut behind them, his palm slamming it closed before she could even gather her breath. In the same instant, his body pressed against hers, pinning her back to the cool