All Chapters of All Shades of Passion: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

Sheila's POVIt was the 7th day since Zuki left when I heard a car pull up from upstairs.I looked out the window and just stood there for a second.Greg's car.I hadn't seen that car in three months.By the time I got downstairs he was already letting himself in like he hadn't been missing for the better part of the year. Same confident stride. Same easy energy filling up a room before he'd even properly entered it.And beside him, Monalisa.We'd met once before. The day Greg got sick and I'd panicked and called her because he wouldn't let me call anyone else or agree to take his meds. She'd shown up calm and capable and I'd liked her immediately despite the circumstances.She caught my eye now and gave me a small warm smile.I kept my face expressionless.Greg looked up and saw me standing at the bottom of the stairs with my arms folded and had the absolute nerve to smile."Hey sis.""Hey sis," I repeated slowly. "That's what you're going with?""I know—""Three months Greg." I wasn

Sheila's POVNobody told me London would feel like this.I came out of Heathrow into a January morning that was grey, damp and completely indifferent to the fact that I had just flown fourteen hours on a wing in an air conditioned box.A big contrast to the weather in Vegas.Here, people moved around me like they had somewhere important to be and had been getting there for centuries. Fast and purposeful. Black cabs. Red buses. Accents coming at me from every direction.I stood on the pavement outside arrivals with my carry-on and had a very brief internal conversation.You can do this.I don't know anyone in this city.You know one person. That's enough. That's the whole point.I got a cab.I had the address already. I'd called Steven the night before I flew out."I need Zuki's address in London," I'd said.A pause. "Can I ask why?""No you can't."Another pause. Then he read it out without another word. And just before he hung up he said simply, "Good luck Sheila."I'd thought about

Sheila's POVSo I told them.I gave them the full highlights and they were the most enthusiastic audience I had ever had in my life. Lionel reacted to every single detail like it was the most extraordinary thing he'd ever heard, gasping and grabbing Kenzie's arm at the dramatic parts. Kenzie laughed easily and asked warm genuine questions. Clara sat back with her wine and watched everything with those sharp eyes, occasionally dropping a comment so dry and perfectly timed that the whole table lost it."Wait," Clara said at one point, looking between me and Zuki. "So Zuki made you attractive for your crush, who was your best friend and just after sleeping with him, you then broke up with him because you were in love with someone else?" She paused, looking genuinely confused. "How the hell did that happen?"I shrugged, "I have no idea.""I didn't see that one coming," Kenzie clicked her tongue."And what of Zuki?" Lionel asked. "What did she do when your love-life was falling apart?""S

Sheila's POV. She was still catching her breath when I sat up. I reached for the strap-on and she watched me without a word. I removed the strap-on from her and fastened it on me. Fixing it exactly as I saw her do. Then I was parting her legs and sliding my newly attached dick into her pussy. "God, Sheila," she moaned as I slid in. "You're such a fast learner." I smiled down at her, "I pay attention." She was about to say something more when I thrust into her and the words died on her parted lips. I started slow, the same way she had with me. Watching her face. Learning what made her react. She was already sensitive from earlier and it didn't take long before her hips were rising to meet mine. I picked up the pace and she grabbed the sheets. I fucked her, just as she fucked me. Moving my hips in and out, and feeding her every inch of this cock. She gasped, taking it, her hips rising to recieve it. My fingers found her clit and I rubbed it while I kept moving and that's when

Bailey POVI pulled into my apartment complex a few minutes later and grabbed my keys, jogging up the stairs two at a time.Get in. Grab the stopwatch. Get out.And in the process, try not to jump in bed with Philip.He'd complained earlier about me being so busy with work. So I figured I would surprise him with a movie date tonight, after my class.A small smile tugged at my lips as I reached the door.We hadn’t seen each other in weeks before he flew in. Vegas to Indiana was a long stretch, but we made it work. We never let the distance break us.I unlocked the door and stepped inside.“Phil?” I called.No answer.That was strange.Usually, he answered right away, even if he was half asleep.I shut the door behind me and slipped off my shoes, setting my keys on the table.“Phillip?” I called again, a little louder this time.Still nothing.Then. A sound.Soft. Faint.I froze mid-step.At first, I thought it was the television.Or music.But then it came again.Low.Breathy.A woman’