All Chapters of LOVE BENEATH LAYERS OF LUXURY : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

He stepped into my room, closing the door behind him. "This stopped being a contract for me weeks ago. Maybe months ago. I don't know when it happened, but somewhere between hating this arrangement and now, you became the only thing I think about. The only person I want. And seeing you with Allen, seeing another man touch you, call you by my name for you, it made me lose my mind."My breath caught. "Denzel…""I was jealous. So jealous I had you followed, which was wrong and controlling and I'm sorry. But Amelia, I can't help it. The thought of anyone else touching you, looking at you, wanting you…" His jaw clenched. "It makes me want to burn the world down.""That's not, we can't…""Can't what? Feel something real? Want something more than what's in that contract?" He moved closer, and I could feel the heat radiating off his body. "Because I do want more. I want everything.""This is too complicated. There are too many..""I don't care about complicated. I don't care about the contrac

My eyes widened. "Three times? I don't think I can….""You can. Trust me."He stood up and started unbuttoning his shirt, and I watched, mesmerized, as he revealed his body inch by inch.God, he was beautiful. Broad shoulders. Defined chest and abs. A trail of dark hair disappearing into his pants.He unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants down, along with his boxer briefs, and then he was completely naked.And I couldn't look away.He was big. Really big. The small daddy was really big.Panic must have shown on my face because he smiled softly. "It'll fit. I promise. But we're going to take it slow, okay?""Okay," I whispered.He opened his nightstand and pulled out a condom, and I felt a flicker of jealousy thinking about him keeping them there for…"I bought these today," he said, reading my expression. "After our fight. After I realized I couldn't keep fighting what I feel for you. I wanted to be ready. Just in case."The jealousy melted away. "Oh."He rolled the condom on and th

"That's it," Denzel said, pulling out his own phone. "I'm calling my security team. Oliver, you're getting round-the-clock protection. Amelia, you're not going anywhere without security either.""Denzel, you can't just….""Yes, I can. Someone is threatening you. Threatening your brother. Using violence to send a message. I'm not taking any chances."He stepped out into the hallway, phone already to his ear.I sank into the chair beside Oliver's bed, my head spinning."I'm sorry, Ray," Oliver whispered. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to drag you into whatever this is.""This isn't your fault. None of this is your fault." I squeezed his hand gently. "We're going to figure this out. We're going to find out who did this.""What if they come after you next? What if….""They won't. Denzel won't let them.""You trust him?"Did I? I'd just given him my virginity. Just let him into my body, into my heart in ways I'd never let anyone before. But trust?"I don't know," I admitted. "But right now,

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry for the late post, please help me and like my book you can also add it to your shelf, if you want. thank you.Now enjoy!!!!!Rayna's POVI woke up to sunlight streaming through the hospital window and Denzel's arm wrapped around my waist.For a moment, just a brief, perfect moment. I forgot where we were. Forgot why we were here. All I knew was the warmth of his body against mine, the steady rhythm of his breathing, the way his hand splayed possessively across my stomach.Then reality came crashing back.Oliver. The attack. The threats.And the fact that less than twelve hours ago, I'd lost my virginity to the man currently holding me.I could still feel him. The soreness between my legs was a constant reminder of what we'd done. Of how he'd touched me, filled me, made me fall apart in his arms.My face heated at the memory."You're thinking too loud," Denzel murmured, his voice rough with sleep."I wasn't…""You were. I can practically hear the panic spiraling in

Denzel's POVI stood in my office, staring at the photo of Naomi on my phone.Tied to a chair. Tape over her mouth. Terror in her eyes.My baby sister.Forty-eight hours. That's all I had to get her back.Marcus stood across from me, tablet in hand, looking grim. "We've analyzed the photo. No identifying markers in the background. Plain walls, concrete floor. Could be a warehouse, basement, storage unit, anywhere.""What about the phone they used to call me?""Burner. Turned off immediately after the call. We can't trace it unless they turn it back on.""So we have nothing.""Not nothing. We're running facial recognition on everyone who's been near your property in the last seventy-two hours. Checking security footage from every camera within a five-mile radius. Cross-referencing known associates of your business rivals.""That could take days. I have forty-eight hours.""Then we work faster." Marcus's expression softened slightly. "We'll find her, sir. I promise.""Don't make promise