บททั้งหมดของ Her Dirty Little Games: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

The door swung open, and Cole’s hand was already shoving his belt into place while I forced out a laugh, pretending to wipe at my eyes like we’d just been joking about something ridiculous. I sat on the side of the bed, leaning forward with a fake smile plastered on my face, trying to ignore the heat still burning between my thighs.Cole leaned casually against the wall by the window, his arms crossed, looking far too relaxed for what had just happened.My mother stepped inside, scanning the room. “There you two are! I’ve been looking all over for you.”Cole pushed away from the wall with an easy smile, walking over to her. “Didn’t hear you calling,” he said softly, resting a hand lightly on her arm. “I was just showing Kimberly to her room. We got caught up talking about her… school, the wedding, what she likes.”I nodded quickly, adding, “Yeah, we were just… catching up.” My voice was steady, but inside, I was really panicking.She glanced between us, smiling. “Well, I’m glad you’re

NEIGHBOURSThis was it. A new job, a new home, a new city.For the first time in my life, I was leaving my parents’ house. I’d always been that spoiled daddy’s girl who went to college close to home, who came back every weekend for laundry and food, who thought her life was perfectly mapped out.Until yesterday.Until I walked in on my one and only boyfriend, the guy I thought I’d marry someday, with his tongue down another girl’s throat. The betrayal still burned, but maybe… maybe it was a sign. Maybe it was time to start over, taste new waters.“Excited?” Dad’s voice broke into my thoughts. His big hand gripped the steering wheel. I smiled faintly, pressing my cheek to the window as the road stretched endlessly before us. “Nervous, more like.”“You’ll be fine.” He glanced at me, his eyes softened the way they always were when he looked at me. “Living alone will be good for you. You’ll grow. Find yourself.”I hoped he was right.Boxes stacked in the backseat held what little I owned

VIVIANMy thighs pressed tight together. God, I was already wet, and I hated myself for it. Focus on the buttons. On the damn elevator. On anything but him.But how could I, when Sebastian’s body was so close, his scent wrapping around me. I kept telling myself I should step back, create space, but my fingers wouldn’t listen… they were still gripping his shirt like I needed him to anchor me.The truth? I wasn’t great with elevators. Never had been. The flickering light, the sudden jolt… it had scared the hell out of me. That was why I hadn’t let go. That was the excuse, at least, but deep down, I knew it wasn’t just fear keeping me here.It was him.The heat rolling off his body, the way his voice dropped low when he told me we were fine. Every second in this tight box with him made my skin prickle. I could feel goosebumps spreading up my arms, over my neck. If I lifted my chin right now, just a little… we’d kiss. I knew it. Should I? Should I risk it?Before I could even decide, he

VIVIANA thrill shot through me so fast my knees nearly buckled. For a split second, my brain screamed at me to stop, to push him away, to remind both of us that this was a disaster waiting to happen.But I didn’t.I held myself there… pinned between his body because god help me, I needed this.I needed something to take my mind off my ex. I needed to start something new, anything new.Hell, I needed to feel wanted again.“Shit,” I whispered against his mouth. “This is insane.”He smirked and unhooked my bra. “You only realizing that now?”And then he sucked my nipples slowly, sending a cold chill through my whole body.It was ridiculous… two neighbors who barely knew how to make small talk in the hallway now tearing each other’s clothes off like it was some kind of Olympic sport.His fingers slowly messaged my clit, I didn’t know when I let out a loud gasp and I slapped my hand over my mouth.His lips curved into a grin. “What? Afraid your neighbors will hear?”“Yes,” I whispered.“G

VIVIANHe led me out of his office, the weight of his hand still warm against my lower back as we moved down the hallway. I tried to keep my steps steady, my chin up, like I wasn’t seconds away from combusting.“So,” he said, breaking the silence. “Your name’s Vivian.”“Yes,” I replied, a little too quickly.His lips tilted into a smirk. “Vivian… that's a nice name.” He dragged the syllables out, like he was tasting my name, and the sound of it in his mouth made my stomach twist in the most dangerous way.“How was your night, Vivian?”I glanced at him, nearly choking on my own air. “My night was… fine,” I said lightly, forcing a chuckle.“Fine?” he echoed, tilting his head. “That’s it?”My lips pressed together, fighting the heat rising in my cheeks. “Yeah. Just… fine.”He leaned closer as we walked, his voice low enough to whisper in my ear. “See, I remember it being a lot better than fine.”My knees wobbled. “Sebastian,” I muttered, glancing around at the busy hallway.But he only c