All Chapters of Dirty Seduction: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

I wasn’t nearly so certain. I couldn’t be. Julian was such an incredible man that I didn’t believe anyone would want to cast him aside permanently, no matter what the situation was, but he knew them better than I did, just as I knew Mum and Crenham Drive better than he did. With everyone’s voice in Mum’s ears constantly, she’d be under the spell of judgement, and I’d be lost to her.Still, it was what it was. The world would keep spinning, and Julian and me would still be together, pain binding us as well as love. I didn’t expect anything different, genuinely.I read Julian’s amazingly written scenes at night, and focused on college in the day, and I spent time with Lola after lessons, and she and Peter joined us for one of Julian’s pork roasts at the weekend. It was great.But still, I didn’t see my mum.I stood strong through jeers and whispers, and revised for my exams, and played filthy games with Julian every evening, and it was all fine for weeks. Apart from the fact that I didn

Maybe one day soon she would. I already had my plans on the horizon, but once again, my cards were very, very close to my chest. That feeling, at least, was familiar.I began unpacking our cases as Rosie stood at the window, still admiring the view.“We’re going to have an incredible time,” I told her. “I promise.”She turned and grinned at me, with the sunlight from the window catching her hair.“I already am.”I took out my new suit, still in its premier casing, hanging it up on the wardrobe door. Rosie wasn’t the only one who’d be dressed for the occasion. I’d ventured into town to have my new outfit tailored while she was at college.“Ah, ah, no!” I chided as she approached the suit cover. “No peeking. We’ll both surprise each other tonight.”“But I want to see!” she said, and I fake wrestled her, bundling her down onto the bed where I pinned her arms over her head.“I said, no,” I told her, and she arched up, pouting as she wrapped her legs around my waist.Jesus Christ, at that

The tension between us was alive. Unfightable. Undeniable. And at the sight of the hunger in her eyes, my fiery demons rose, brave, emboldened. I pictured the men eyeing her up across the club. The guy dancing close, eyeing her cute ass. The idiot leaning in close, trying to make conversation at the bar before I’d stormed in like a man at war. “You’re not the only one who’s fucking jealous,” I said, letting the full force of my feelings slam home. “Every other cock in the world can burn in hell. You won’t ever be taking any but mine.” I tore her dress down from her tits, and her tiny nipples were already hard. I needed to see my marks on her, so I slapped them nice and hard, making them brighten, pink. My Lilith moaned, presenting them higher for more. “I want to be yours,” she said. “Use me like I’m yours, push me like I’m yours, love me like I’m yours.” Fuck! I slapped her again. More fresh pink. It matched her dress. “Get on the bed,” I said and she did as she was told. She

He wasn’t expecting that. He looked awkward, staring ahead across the street and not at me.“I know you were waiting for me,” I told him. “Don’t pretend you weren’t.”“How could you know that? I could have been waiting for anyone. You’re not normally out of there for ages now anyway.”“Stop trying to fool me, Jay. I know you were.”I found I was smiling, remembering all the times we’d spent together. I could read him like a book.“Whatever, Rosie. I do have other mates you know.”“I know that, but you were waiting for me. I could tell.”“How?”“You always have a particular scowl when you’re angry at me. Your eyebrows pit, like this.” He turned to me as I pulled a face, and despite his terrible mood he couldn’t help himself. He shook his head, but he was smiling.“I was going to tell you to fuck off.”“Again? Wow. Aren’t I lucky.”“Guess you’re getting immune since the whole of the estate wants you to fuck off right now.”“Ouch.” I faked a heart wound.“Yeah, well, true, isn’t it?”I l

One last hug before she slung her backpack over her shoulder and set off for the day.And then it was just me. Waiting. Nothing new to write. Just me and my thoughts. Waiting.Nine a.m. turned to ten a.m., and my nerves increased. Waiting. Ten turned to eleven, and my nerves were growing more jagged. I found I was pacing between cigarettes, hope fading fast. Until I heard the tap of knuckles from outside.I thought I’d prepared myself to answer the door, responses ready for whatever reaction awaited me, but they all faded to nothing when I came face to face with Beverly in the flesh, standing there before me with the printed pages gripped in her hands.“Can I come in?” she asked.“Of course,” I said and stepped aside.Her eyes roved around the place.“I didn’t expect it to be like this in here. Looks like a palace.”“Thank you. I’ve tried my best. Your daughter was quite an asset on that score, she has a great sense of style.”“Yeah, she does. Just a shame she never got a chance to ex