All Chapters of Inappropriate Conduct : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

118 Chapters

Bonus Chapter 19: Role Reversal

Bonus Chapter 19 — Role Reversal: Jamie as the Strict Boss Future scene – a playful weekend night at home, years into their marriage, when Jamie decides to flip their usual dynamic for the evening The loft is quiet except for the low hum of jazz from the living room speakers. Jamie stands in the doorway of their home office—arms crossed, sleeves rolled to his elbows, dark jeans hugging his hips. The desk lamp is the only light on, casting long shadows across the room. Julian is seated in the leather chair behind the desk, shirt unbuttoned halfway, tie loosened, looking up at Jamie with a mix of amusement and anticipation. Jamie doesn’t smile. He steps inside, closes the door, locks it. “Mr. Black,” Jamie says, voice low, clipped, authoritative. “You’re late for our meeting. Again.” Julian leans back in the chair—slow, deliberate—crossing one ankle over his knee. “Traffic,” he replies, matching Jamie’s tone. “Won’t happen again.” Jamie walks around the desk—slow, measured—until

Bonus Chapter 20: Pregnancy Announcement

Bonus Chapter 20 — Pregnancy Announcement Fantasy The loft is bathed in the soft blue of early evening. Rain taps against the windows—gentle, steady, like a lullaby. The living room lamp is dimmed low. Jamie sits on the couch in sweatpants and one of Julian’s old Black + Lane hoodies, knees drawn up, phone resting on his thigh. Julian walks in from the kitchen—two mugs of chamomile tea in his hands. He pauses when he sees Jamie’s face: eyes bright, lips trembling, a small, disbelieving smile breaking across his features. Julian sets the mugs down on the coffee table without a word. Drops to his knees in front of Jamie. “What happened?” Julian asks quietly, voice already thick. Jamie turns the phone screen toward him. It’s an email from the surrogacy agency. Subject: Confirmation of Successful Embryo Transfer Body: We are pleased to inform you that the embryo transfer was successful. Beta hCG levels are positive and rising appropriately. Pregnancy confirmed. There’s

Extra Bonus Chapter 1: Last Friday

Chapter One — Last Friday Avery's POV Avery Delgado had always been the one who saw everything. She saw the exact second Jamie started spiraling after that mystery hookup—saw the way his eyes would glaze over during happy hour, staring into his gin and tonic like it held the answers to why he’d let a stranger take him apart in a hotel room and then vanish before dawn. She saw how he flinched every time someone at the bar said the word “boss.” She saw the precise moment—Monday morning, 8:47 a.m.—when Jamie realized the stranger from Friday night was now standing at the front of the conference room in a charcoal-grey suit, sleeves rolled just enough to show a scar near his wrist, writing JULIAN BLACK, Creative Director on the whiteboard like it was no big deal. She also saw Levi Black. Julian’s younger brother. The one who showed up at Black + Lane like he had a permanent seat on the throne (technically he did—family ties, board seat, the kind of quiet power that didn’t need to sho

Extra Bonus Chapter 2: Sparks in the Chais

Chapter Two Levi's POV Levi Black had learned early that the world rewarded control. Control your temper, your words, your expectations. Control the narrative before someone else wrote it for you. Control the fallout when the people you loved inevitably broke themselves against things you couldn’t fix. It was the only way to survive when love felt like handing someone a loaded gun and hoping they wouldn’t aim it at themselves. So he controlled everything he could. His schedule was military-precise: gym at 5:30 a.m., black coffee (no sugar, no cream, always the same ceramic mug) by 6:15, inbox zero before most people opened their eyes. His relationships were few, shallow, never close enough to leave bruises. And his brother—Julian—was the one variable he could never quite tame. Julian still looked at him sometimes like he was the scared twelve-year-old who used to cry when their father yelled, not the man who now sat on the board and kept the family legacy from crumbling un

Extra Bonus Chapter 3: The Break room Standoff

Sparks in the Chaos Chapter Three — The Break-Room Standoff Avery's POV Avery Delgado did not do nervous. She did sharp. She did loud. She did “say it to my face or shut the hell up.” Nervous was for people who had something to lose. But standing in the hallway outside the break room, heart slamming against her ribs like it wanted out, Avery felt dangerously close to nervous. She blamed Levi Black. He’d walked away after their little standoff like it was nothing—like he hadn’t just stepped into her personal space, smelled like cedar and quiet danger, looked at her mouth for half a second too long, and then left her standing there buzzing like a live wire. She hated him for it. Hated that she’d spent the rest of the day replaying the way his voice dropped when he said “deal.” Hated that she’d noticed the faint scar above his left eyebrow. Hated that when he’d said “he needs people like you,” it had landed somewhere soft inside her chest and stayed there. She was not

Extra Bonus Chapter 4: The First Night

Chapter Four — The First Night Levi's POV Levi didn’t talk much on the drive to his place. Neither did Avery. The city blurred past in streaks of neon and brake lights, wet streets reflecting red and gold like spilled paint. The radio stayed off. The only sound was the low, steady hum of the engine and the occasional sharp inhale when their hands brushed on the gearshift—accidental at first, then deliberate, then lingering. He kept one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the console—close enough that his pinky grazed the side of hers every time he shifted. She didn’t move away. She didn’t speak. She just sat there, legs crossed at the ankle, staring out the passenger window like she was trying to decide whether this was the best or worst decision she’d ever made. Levi already knew his answer. Best. Definitely best. He lived in a converted warehouse loft on the edge of the West Loop—high ceilings, exposed brick, too much glass, not enough furniture. He’d bought it after hi

Extra Bonus Chapter 5: The Morning After

Chapter Five — The Morning After Avery's POV Avery woke up to sunlight stabbing her eyes through blinds she didn’t recognize. For one disoriented second she thought she was back in her own apartment—until the sheets smelled like cedar and clean laundry, and the arm slung heavy across her waist reminded her exactly where she was. Levi’s place. Levi’s bed. Levi’s naked body pressed to her back, breathing slow and even against her neck, chest rising and falling in perfect rhythm with hers. Avery froze. Then the memories hit her in rapid-fire succession: the hallway kiss that tasted like coffee and bad decisions, the elevator where his hands had already been under her shirt before the doors even closed, the brick wall just inside his door where he’d pinned her and kissed her like the world was ending, the way he’d carried her to the bedroom like she weighed nothing, the frantic stripping—buttons popping, jeans shoved down, briefs ripped aside—the way she’d pushed him onto his back

Extra Bonus Chapter 6: Back at Work

Chapter Six — Back at Work Levi's POV Levi had always prided himself on compartmentalization. Work stayed at work. Family stayed at family. Mistakes stayed buried. But Avery Delgado had blown a hole through every compartment he’d ever built. He walked into Black + Lane on Tuesday morning like nothing had changed. Same dark sweater. Same black coffee. Same controlled stride down the hallway. Except everything had changed. He could still taste her on his tongue—salt, heat, the faint bite of red wine from the night before. Could still feel the dig of her nails into his shoulders, the way she’d gasped his name when he’d pushed her over the edge. Could still hear the soft, wrecked laugh she’d let out when they’d finally collapsed together, tangled and breathless. He’d told himself it was one night. She’d told herself the same. They’d both lied. And now he had to walk past her desk like she hadn’t spent the night riding him until they both forgot how to breathe. Levi kept his e

Extra Bonus Chapter 7: The second night

Chapter Seven — The Second Night Avery's POV Avery told herself she wouldn’t text him. She told herself the one-night thing was done. Clean break. No repeats. No complications. Just two adults who’d scratched an itch that had been burning for months and could now go back to glaring at each other across the office like civilized people who hadn’t fucked each other senseless against a brick wall. She lasted three days. Three days of stolen glances in the hallway when she thought he wasn’t looking. Three days of feeling his eyes track her every move when she walked past his office—slow, deliberate, like he was memorizing the way her hips shifted. Three days of her skin remembering exactly how his hands had felt—firm, possessive, careful in a way that made her chest ache even now. Three days of waking up wet between her thighs from dreams where his mouth was still on her neck, his fingers still inside her, his voice still growling her name like it belonged to him. On Thursday n

Extra Bonus Chapter 8: The third Hookup

Chapter Eight — The Third HookupLevi's POVLevi told himself he wouldn’t go to her place again.He told himself the second night was the last one. A second slip-up. A momentary lapse after the supply closet. He could stop. He could compartmentalize. He could go back to being the controlled, distant, “don’t get close” version of himself he’d perfected over years—walls up, feelings locked down, attachments minimized to zero risk.He lasted five days.Five days of seeing her in the office—laughing with Jamie in the break room, head thrown back, eyes bright and unguarded—and feeling it like a punch to the gut every single time. Five days of catching her looking at him across the bullpen—quick, burning glances she thought he didn’t notice, but he noticed every one. Five days of his body remembering every sound she’d made against that supply closet door, every scratch she’d left on his back, every time she’d gasped his name like it was a prayer and a curse at once. Five days of waking up h

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