All Chapters of Love I tried to Hide: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Long after Tyrra and Grace parted ways, Tyrra couldn’t stop thinking about their meeting and Grace’s hypocrisy. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t believe that Grace could be so two-faced. If she hadn’t seen Grace and Flavier with her own eyes six years ago, she would never have believed it, even if someone had told her.The thought of seeing Grace at the anniversary party, having to act like everything was fine, made her stomach churn. She would have to avoid any personal interaction, or risk losing it and slapping the fake smiles right off her face.Her eyes narrowed as she remembered Grace’s interest in Lemar. Did Flavier know about it? Was that why he seemed worried that she was getting close to Lemar?It didn’t make sense. Why would Flavier be okay with his lover eyeing his cousin? Shouldn’t they be plotting their own future, instead of Grace dreaming about Lemar while she and Flavier still had something goi

Grace smiled faintly, almost smugly. "She was just… guarded. I guess six years of absence will do that. She didn’t exactly welcome me with open arms, but she didn’t slam the door in my face either."Eric frowned slightly. "Huh. That’s strange. You two were so close before she left. Do you think something happened between you?"Grace shook her head innocently. "No, nothing like that. She’s just… different now. I think she’s trying to protect herself, maybe even from me."Claire exchanged a glance with Eric, concern flickering in her eyes. "I just hope she’s doing well, Grace. She may act cold, but she’s still our daughter’s best friend. She cares for you deep down."Grace’s lips curved into a calculated smile. "Of course she does, Mom. But you know how people can be. Sometimes you have to dig a little to find the real story."Eric raised an eyebrow. "Sounds like you learned a lot fr

As Tyrra and Lemar stepped into the suite, Tyrra quickly surveyed the room.Her eyes fell on the single king-sized bed dominating the space, and she let out a frustrated sigh. Then her gaze shifted to the couch. It was small, but she decided it would have to do."I’ll take the couch," she said firmly, crossing her arms over her chest.The scent of fresh laundry drifted from the bed, tempting her to reconsider, but she stood her ground. There was no way she was going to share a bed with this daredevil, feel the warmth of his body, or inhale the tempting scent of his skin.Lemar glanced at the plush sofa, then back at her as he loosened his tie. "You won’t be comfortable there. Besides, we can share the bed. It’s big enough for both of us. You don’t have to be scared," he said with a grin, his deep voice low and persuasive.The sound of his voice sent a shiver through her, but Tyrra shot him a glare, eyes flashing with determi

After breakfast, Lemar led Tyrra on a tour of the resort. As they strolled along the cobblestone paths lined with colorful flowers, he pointed out various amenities."That’s the spa, and over there is the fitness center. The public pools are on the other side of the resort, each with its own style," Lemar explained, and Tyrra nodded, taking in the beauty of the place.The resort truly was a paradise. Despite her reservations about Lemar, she couldn’t help but feel a little enchanted and allowed herself a small smile.As they walked past a lush garden, Lemar’s phone rang. He glanced at the screen and smiled when he saw it was Flavier calling."Excuse me," he said to Tyrra before answering."Hey, what’s up?" he asked casually."Where are you? Did you forget we had plans? I stopped by the hotel so we could work out together, but you’re not here. Did you go home?" Flavier asked, sounding a little annoyed."No

Tyrra’s mind screamed at her to stop, but her body betrayed her. She kissed him back, her arms wrapping around his neck as she melted into the kiss. For a fleeting moment, she let herself get lost in the sensation. The world around them faded, and nothing mattered but what she was feeling.All she wanted in that instant was to forget the past, to live a little, but reality crashed back in. She couldn’t. Not when so much was at stake. Not when she had to protect Samantha, and herself.She pulled away abruptly, her heart pounding. "I can't do this," she said, her voice tight with regret. "I'm sorry, Lemar."Before he could respond, she turned and hurried into the suite, desperate to clear her head. She grabbed her toiletries and locked herself in the bathroom. Leaning against the door, she drew deep, calming breaths. Her lips still tingled from the kiss, and she could feel the lingering warmth of his touch on her skin. Shaking her head, she tried to di