All Chapters of Sins With My Ex's Father: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Kylie's POV His cold, commanding aura wrapped around me like a second skin as I nestled into his muscular arms. Should I touch his abs? The mischievous part of me couldn't resist. I mean, who could? Not when his warm, solid chest was pressed against me like this. So I did it – sneakily, or so I thought, laying my palm gently on his chest. A low rumble vibrated through him as he inhaled sharply. I instantly snatched my hand back, meeting his gaze. “Are you having fun, Ms. Kylie?” I missed the first part of his sentence, but that last part? The way he said my name? Heaven. “Mmm?” I blinked out of my trance and smiled playfully, kicking my feet. “Yep. I’m having fun.” Though I want to touch you more. I didn’t say that part aloud. But I wanted to. “I’m quite curious,” he said, his eyes fixed on the path ahead. I found myself staring at the rise and fall of his throat, the sharp line of his jaw, the way his beard framed it just right... his nose, perfectly stra

Kylie's POV That woman... She kept chasing after an illusion of what once was, desperately clinging to something long broken.All because that slut ruined her life’s trajectory and cut her joy short, like a string suddenly snapped and left to fall. "Ky—Kylie... Close your eyes. Momma’s here. Just close your eyes, just for a while. Momma will protect you—"“Damn!” I cursed, rolling over on the bed.I don’t want to remember.I don’t want to remember at all.Fuck.I buried my face in the sheets, wishing that memory would just vanish.Goddess heard my prayer. Because after a while, it faded away a bit. I lifted my head and turned to the right, staring into the emptiness, until something caught my eye.A picture…One that numbed me.One that made my heart drop.Elijah.And a woman I’d never seen before.But I didn’t need a name to know who she was.She was beautiful.Even in the photo, her eyes sparkled like gemstones.She must have looked even better in real life.Elijah was younger in

Kylie's POVI stilled at his words. His tender tone didn't make it easy for me, and I had a feeling I would completely soften if I met his gaze. His warm, large hand grazed my cheek, brushing against it like I was something precious."I–I... You did nothing wrong." My voice wavered as I pulled away, slipping my cheek from his palm. The white bedsheet suddenly became the most fascinating thing in the room, one I would rather stare at than his gaze.Anything to avoid him, to avoid meeting those deep gazes like black holes so they wouldn't suck me in and trap me in. "Kylie..." he said again, his tone sharper, his hand tightening against my jaw. "Look at me."My heart skipped.And before I knew it, I raised my head, and our gaze collided.Just like I expected, I fell into those blue eyes, and my heart fell along. Being stared at by those mesmerizing orbs — I felt my resolve shatter, every effort to stay distant crumbling into pieces.His hand still cradled my jaw, and his eyes burned wit

Sarah (the Old Maid)'s POVPushing open the door to my room, my eyes landed on a pacing figure.A small, helpless smile crept to my lips as I looked at the man who had once been a little boy, one who used to seek my cuddles and embraces. My boy. His frame was broader now, shoulders squared like a true Alpha. He had his mother’s presence, confident and powerful, and for a moment, I saw Luna Ashley again. That gentle, beautiful soul whose death had carved a wound I’d never stopped bleeding from.Luna Ashley was a girl I had watched blossom into a woman. I held her as a newborn, fresh from her mother’s womb. She was a little flower, one I swore to shield from storm and rain. I watched her grow; first word, first step, first heartbreak. She went from being the child I used to sing lullabies to, to the woman who shared every detail of her day with me. My love for her was fiercely maternal, so much that when she married outside of the pack, I decided I would follow her.No matter how hard

Sarah’s POVI couldn't believe my ears. I thought I had misheard. But clearly, I hadn't. Jeremy’s reaction mirrored my own.His voice trembled, the knife slipping from his fingers and clattering to the dirt floor. “No! No, I can't do that. I can't!” He stumbled backward, his entire body shaking.Likewise, my heart pounded in my chest at the scene.A single tear slid down my cheek. Elijah had been testing Jeremy, but the latter had failed.And I knew what that meant.“Oh... so you loved her after all?” Elijah’s voice sliced through the heavy air, devoid of emotion.Jeremy’s lips trembled. “Just... just don’t hurt me…” He realized too late that he had failed the test. His voice cracked in desperation.But he still didn’t understand, neither did I. We had overestimated Elijah’s cruelty.“I told you…” Elijah said, a dark chuckle rising from his throat. “Those who lie to me always lose their tongue.”“Please! Please! Don’t cut my tongue!” Jeremy shouted. He begged, but it was a pity it wa