All Chapters of Saint by Day,Sinner by Night: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Serena's POVHe looked like he was trying so hard to swallow a golf ball, and I admit, for a moment there, I thought I had overstepped my boundaries and gone too far. I thought he was going to slap me or something, but then he reached out and wrapped his hand on the partition glass.“Yes, Sir?” the driver's voice came through immediately the glass was lifted.“A slight change in plans,” Myles said. “Head over to the Silver Atrium instead.”“Understood, Sir.” The driver replied, and the partition glass came down again.I smiled but didn't say a word. I had gotten what I wanted. We were heading to the Silver Atrium, where he would be forced to eat even if it would be a small quantity, and then he'd rest, too.You must think that I picked the Silver Atrium because it was the most expensive and the most luxurious restaurant in the town. You must think I wanted to flaunt wealth or something, but no, that's not the case. The silver atrium was where even governors and presidents, and people

Serena's POV“Myles?” I called slowly. “Did you really do it?” He still said nothing. Myles sat with his posture perfectly straight, staring ahead of him, even though he wasn't really looking at anything. He just stared ahead unblinkingly, and this gave me the creeps.I was too scared to ask again, so I kept quiet or rather, my lips kept quiet while my heart thumped quite loudly in my chest. I was too scared of the monster I had involved myself with. It was just for six months, right? Yeah, I'll just suck it up for six months and then leave his life for good.The car finally stopped in front of his office, and he got out immediately. He immediately began to walk up the stairs leading to the door, but he suddenly stopped, noticing that I wasn't behind him. He walked back to the car and stooped to peer in.“What are you doing?” He asked.“Waiting for the driver to take me home,” I replied.“No way.” He snapped. “I'm not risking you going back home without proper protection. I'll inform

Murphy's POVI stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the collar of my cut with the leather jacket bearing the insignia of the Dead Revenants biker gang. My mind was still brooding over the encounter at the restaurant earlier. Myles’ fucking smug face, his calm fucking demeanor, that goddamn arrogance—it burned in my chest the more I thought about all of it. That bastard thought he was untouchable. But he’d learn soon enough. Pain was a great teacher, and it seemed he wanted it.A soft moan from the bed pulled me from my thoughts. I glanced over my shoulder to see Victoria sprawled across the sheets with her naked body glistening from our earlier fuck. She was older than most women I bedded, but probably my very best fuck buddy. She was a proper milf, married to some corporate idiot who probably treated her like an afterthought. But I? I made sure she felt every fucking inch of what she’d been missing.“Leaving already?” she purred as she stretched lazily on the bed with her tits b

Serena's POVI had long decided that I wasn't going to let Myles intimidate me or anything, but the look he gave me right there was enough to make a herd of raging buffalo stop in their tracks and think whether they really wanted to go on with the stampede!“You disobey my orders!” He hissed. “You left the office even though you knew very well that it wasn't safe to do so and you… you… What is this?!” His nostrils flared as he gestured at all the bags the men had brought into the house.“I just made a detour,” I replied, trying to sound as casual as possible. “I realized I needed to go shopping.”“You needed to go shopping.” He scoffed. “What else did you realize you needed to do, to visit the saloon and get your manicure while your boyfriend massages you?!”“Stop being an asshole!” I shouted. “You know there's next to nothing in this cursed house! I needed to go shopping! It was a logical thing to do!”“Oh yeah?” He scoffed again. “Who the hell told you that I want to have anything i

Myles's POVEven as I was on my chopper motorcycle heading towards the clubhouse that night, I just couldn't get my mind off the little episode we had back at the house moments earlier. I really hoped she was fine. The way she limped after kicking that bottle…It was my fault. I admit so, and I was mad at myself. I was angry too. Why was I so jealous whenever I saw her in the company of other males? I noticed that when she was with others, she felt so at ease and joked and laughed freely too unlike when we were together.Surely our contract forbids personal feelings, and that meant she was free to openly date whoever she wanted to date and sleep with whoever she wanted to. I was allowed to do so, but.. I just couldn't bear seeing her happy and laughing with other men!Detective Harry Davies was another problem slowly stepping into the picture. I mean, why does it have to be a detective of all people? With the background check my men ran on Davies, I was aware that Davies was a cop ded