Todos los capítulos de Dirty and Sinful Collection: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

8ena’s POVWe didn’t tell anyone where we were going. He didn’t even tell me. He just packed a bag, tossed one at me and told me to bring something warm, comfortable, and make it something I could take off fast. The drive to wherever it was was quiet, the windows down, wind in my hair. His hand was on the gearshift and it was close enough that I could feel the heat of his skin. He didn’t look at me much, and I didn’t as where we were going. I didn’t need to.I trusted him. God help me, I trusted him.The cabin was tucked in the woods, deep enough that no one would find us unless they were looking. It was old but cozy, with a stone fireplace, creaky floors and thick rugs that smelled like cedar and time.He unlocked the door and stepped aside. “Go in.”I did, taking slow steps inside and looked around. “It’s nice.”He watched me. “You like it?”“I do.”He didn’t say anything else, just closing the door behind him, locked it and stood there, looking at me like he had no idea how he got

VanessaThe first time I met Adrian Cole, I didn’t expect him to look at me the way he did, like I was already undressed.It wasn’t overt. He didn’t leer or smile. He just looked. Eyes sliding from my face to the dip of my collarbone, down to the edge of my pencil skirt, then back to my eyes like nothing had happened.I’d worn the black blouse for confidence, not attention. But when his gaze lingered, my skin flushed beneath the silk.He introduced himself with a nod, hands in his pockets. “Adrian Cole.”“I know,” I said, and immediately regretted it.He arched a brow. “Should I be flattered or concerned?”“Depends,” I replied, smoothing the folder in my hands. “Do you prefer being feared or admired?”A pause, then the ghost of a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.God, he was beautiful when he smiled.Two days in, I was still learning my way around the office. Adrian’s schedule was busy. He had a lot of back-to-back meetings. I’m the evening, the floor had emptied, the chatter h

3VanessaThe office lights buzzed above me. My heels clicked against the tile as I walked toward the elevator, trying not to look behind me. Trying not to think about the way Adrian’s eyes had followed me all day, throwing me quick, hungry glances when no one else was looking. That hollow between my thighs ached just from the memory of them.The office was almost empty now. After six, the floor always quieted, the glass walls cast long shadows in the fading city light. But I felt his presence behind me. I hadn’t heard his footsteps, but my skin prickled the way it always did when he was around me.I reached for the elevator button and pressed it, my finger trembling slightly. I heard the him of the machine as it came up. I didn’t turn around to look at him. I just waited silently, my pulse ticking in my throat. He finally stopped behind me, the heat of his breath fanning my neck just before he spoke.“You’re leaving late.” I didn’t know if that was a question, or if he was telling me

5VanessaMy phone buzzed on the desk. I didn’t look at it right away. I was halfway through typing a report, my fingers flying over the keyboard fast. There one one buzz agaun. And then another. I recognized the ringtone. It was our private thread, because I had saved a separate ringtone for that so I’d know when he was texting. I glanced around the floor. Everyone’s heads were buried in their screens, their phones to their ears, paper rustling and keys clacking. It was business as usual.I turned the phone over and clicked on the thread.Adrian: “You wore that blouse on purpose.” I looked up instantly, my eyes darting around and looking at him through the glass doors of his office. He hadn’t dimmed them today, and he was staring right at me, his eyes unreadable. I dropped my eyes slowly and read thr next one.Adrian: “I can see your bra through it. Red. Lace.”I glanced down at my blouse, feeling extra self conscious at that. I hadn’t really noticed that it was that transparent. Oka

VanessaThe soft hum of the city below was the first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes. That, and the steady warmth pressed behind me. Adrian’s body was curved around mine protectively.For a second, I didn’t move. I watched the filtered morning light crawl slowly across the marble floors of the hotel, golden like honey. My heart beat a little too fast.I’d told Jake I was staying over at Claire’s since it was closer to the event, and we also planned a girls’ night. It was an easy lie I’d practiced. He didn’t believe me, not really, but he didn’t push. He gave me that look. The one that said I know, but also I won’t ask. That was somehow worse.Adrian stirred behind me, his breath brushing the back of my neck. “You awake?” he murmured, voice thick with sleep.I nodded, not trusting my voice yet.His hand slid up my waist beneath the sheet, fingertips grazing my bare skin. He didn’t say anything else.His touch was familiar now. Too familiar. I should’ve pulled away but I didn’t. I