Semua Bab Forbidden desire- In love with my father’s best friend : Bab 11 - Bab 20

The party. The shots. Her clothes sticking to her thighs from dancing too hard. The laughter. The brief, unsteady cab ride. Wandering the massive house… stumbling into a room… thinking it was hers…Her eyes widened in horror.Ryan.“ Oh my God, ” she whispered, sitting up abruptly. " He’ll kill me, ” She said in panic. The room spun. She gripped her temples, squeezing her eyes shut as if that might make time reverse. Had she said something? Done something? The last thing she remembered was Ryan’s voice… smooth and amused… then the feel of the soft mattress as her body gave out.As if summoned by the mortifying memory, the door creaked open.She whipped her head toward it, and there he was.Ryan Woods.His shirt clung to his chest in the morning light, sleeves rolled up to his forearms. His hair was tousled like he’d just run his hands through it, and his gaze… cool, unreadable… landed directly on her.He lifted a brow. “ Good morning, sunshine. ”Amelia frowned. What the hell was wro

Would he pretend it didn’t happen? Would he keep avoiding her eyes over breakfast, brushing past her in hallways like she was a ghost?Her stomach churned at the thought.She hadn’t expected things to escalate between them... not really. She knew Ryan was older, off-limits in so many ways. Complicated, closed off. But still, there had always been this tension. This undercurrent of something unspoken.Last night, she had finally stopped pretending it wasn’t there.And for a few precious seconds, so had he.But now?Now she was just a girl in his bed. The wrong girl. The forbidden one.She got up slowly, gathered the scattered pieces of her clothes, and dressed in silence. Her reflection in the mirror made her pause. Her makeup was smudged, hair a mess. She looked… different. Not broken. Not ashamed. But changed.And deep in her chest, something had woken up.She couldn’t go back to pretending Ryan was just some cold man who happened to let her stay under his roof. Not after the way he

" What's going on? " Evan whispered, starting to look uneasy. He thought they would be alone. So who the f*ck was outside? He asked himself. " What's happening, Mel? Thought you said your parents were out of town? " He asked again, searching her face for answers. Amelia didn't answer. Instead, she kept her ear to the door, waiting for Ryan to come in. Some minutes later, the front door opened and Ryan came in. With a sly smile, Amelia opened her room door at the same time and dragged out Evan again who looked too confused to speak. He just allowed her to pull him around like a rag doll. They came face to face with Ryan who looked mad when he saw them. That was even an understatement. His eyes emitted fire and rage as he stared at them. " What the hell is going on here? " Ryan asked with gritted teeth. Evan straightened up and tried to match Ryan's glare with his, but the kid was obviously no match for the powerful billionaire. Ryan broke the eye contact first. Not because he was

The clock ticked louder than usual as Amelia sat in the back row of her first class, pretending to take notes while her mind drifted in a million directions.The professor’s voice was just a low drone in her ears. She barely caught a word.Instead, she focused on keeping her breathing steady, on not letting her eyes scan the room for Evan or worse, Stella. She had spent the entire hour dreading what could happen the moment class ended. Her heart thumped like a drum in her chest every time the door creaked or someone stood up.What if he’s here? What if she corners me the moment I step out?But the class eventually ended without incident. There were no angry glances. No cold shoulders. No best friend charging toward her with fire in her eyes. No Evan either.Just the usual shuffle of feet and backpacks zipping up.Amelia let out a quiet breath of relief as she gathered her things and slipped out of the classroom as fast as she could.The corridor was busy, but not chaotic. Students mil

Stella looked like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar. She went stiff, her hand still half-raised from her earlier gasp.Amelia braced herself. Here we go again. She waited for the explosion. For him to shout.To demand answers.But instead… he said nothing immediately. He walked past them slowly, eyes flicking to the shoes by the door... Stella’s bright white sneakers standing out among Amelia’s more subtle footwear.He stopped a few feet away. Amelia didn’t dare breathe.“ Thought I said not to bring anyone here, ” he finally said, voice low, calm. Too calm.“ Yeah, well, ” Stella said before Amelia could respond. “ She didn’t bring me. I insisted. I’m her best friend. If she’s living somewhere, I need to know what kind of conditions she’s in. ”Ryan’s expression didn’t change, but his jaw ticked slightly.“ This place is… wow, by the way, ” Stella added quickly, trying to defuse the tension.Ryan didn’t take the compliment, “ Do you always ignore house rules? ” he asked A