All Chapters of SINNERS' SANCTUARY: A Collection Of Forbidden Love: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Why didn’t you tell me, Mirabel?”My pulse skipped. “Tell you what?”“That was my dad,” he growled. “Mother Superior called my parents. Told them I seduced you. Told them your parents disowned you for not taking your vows. And you didn’t think to fvcking mention that?”My throat closed up. Kyle had never sounded this angry with me before. It scared me. I bit my lip and looked away, shame flooding me.“I… didn’t want to burden you. They texted tonight. Said if I didn’t show, I was dead to them. I didn’t know how to tell you.”He exhaled sharply, then pulled me hard into his chest. “You tell me everything. Always. No secrets. Your parents don’t want you? Fine. I do. Your home is with me now. Fvck everyone else.”Tears stung my eyes as I clung to him. “But your family… they’ll hate me.”“Let them,” he said coldly, tilting my chin up. His gray eyes burned into mine. “I don’t belong to them anymore. I belong to you. Tomorrow, we go there together. They’ll deal with it.”I trembled, whisper

Kyle’s POVThe house was a fvcking warzone.Voices slammed against the walls, insults tearing through the air like knives. The pounding on the door never stopped, like they thought they could break it down and drag her away from me. Over my dead body. I would burn this whole place to the ground before I let that happen.Mirabel clung to me, trembling, her face was buried in my chest as her mother’s voice echoed through the wood. My jaw ached from how hard I was grinding my teeth. She didn’t deserve this. She was mine, and I wasn’t letting them win.“Let’s make a baby, angel.” My voice was low and steady. “Not now... you’re still bleeding. But soon.”Her head snapped up, her eyes were wide, and her lips parted in shock. “Kyle… what?” Her voice cracked, it was barely louder than the banging on the door. “You can’t just… say that like it’s nothing. That’s a baby.”I shrugged, playing it cool, even though the words rattled in my chest. Where the hell had that come from? Me... talking about

I jolted awake with a stabbing pain low in my belly, sharp enough to make me bite down on my lip. My hand searched blindly across the sheets, desperate for Kyle’s warmth.Nothing. Just cold emptiness.“Kyle?” My voice was weak, barely a croak as I forced my eyes open. "Kyle?"No answer.I sat up, blinking against the dim light. This wasn’t the couch we had been lying on. The room was massive: sleek, expensive. A chandelier glittered overhead.My heart pounded."Where am I? Are we still in his parents’ mansion?"I yanked the blanket back and froze.Blood. Dark red, blooming across the perfect white sheets. My stomach dropped. Too much. Way too much.“No, no, no…” My hands flew to my thighs, it was sticky and wet. My period wasn't supposed to be this heavy.Panic clawed at my chest.“Kyle!” I shouted, ignoring the pain as I crawled off the bed and toward a door beside the room.I stumbled into a marble bathroom and tore through cabinets. Shoving aside towels and fancy soaps. No tampons

The paramedics shoved me inside the ambulance. My mom climbed in, while Kyle’s mom sat beside me, holding my hand like she actually cared. The doors slammed shut, sirens wailing as my cramps twisted deeper. Blood streaked my thighs, cold air mixing with the metallic smell. My mind screamed his name. Where was he? Why wasn’t he here?Then the back doors crashed open.“Get your fvcking hands off my girl.”His voice was a growl, if was low and lethal. My head snapped up. Kyle filled the doorway, snow clinging to his jacket, his eyes were black with rage. Every muscle in his body looked ready to destroy.“Kyle,” I breathed, my voice was breaking on his name.“I’m here, baby,” he said, softer now, but his stare stayed murderous as it swept the ambulance.The paramedic pulled his hands back like Kyle’s glare burned.He climbed inside, grabbed the stretcher, and yanked me into his arms like I weighed nothing. Then his mouth crashed against mine, the kiss was rough and desperate, claiming me r

I stumbled into the bedroom, my legs were still weak from the quick sex in the bathroom. My heart was pounding from that text about Zoey.The room was dim; on the bed lay a silky deep-blue nightdress, it was clearly Kyle’s choice. He watched me from the edge of the bed, his eyes were unreadable. I ignored him, slipped on the dress, and crawled under the covers, pulling the blanket over my head.His hand found me through the blanket, stroking my side slowly. I shivered even though I didn’t want to.“Mirabel,” he said, low and rough. “Why are you pushing me away?”I yanked the blanket down and glared at him. “Are you seriously asking me that?" I snapped, my voice was sharp. "Why the hell won't you tell me about Zoey. Or Denise? I asked you, Kyle, and you just... ignored me! Why won’t you answer me?”He ran a hand through his hair, sighing heavily. “What do you want me to say, angel?”“The truth!” I shot back, my hands were shaking. “It's obvious you're hiding something. Don’t lie to me.”