Lahat ng Kabanata ng SEX AND SINS: The Alpha's Forbidden Claim: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

CHAPTER 1: HEAT IN THE DARKSELENE’S POVThe trembling in my body refuses to stop. Every muscle quivers as if I’m standing on the edge of something dangerous, something I shouldn’t touch but crave with every part of me. Heat pulses through my veins like molten fire, curling in my belly and licking up my spine. I try to ignore it, to pretend I can keep it contained, but the ache is relentless, coiling tighter with every breath I take.The bass thunders through the club, each beat vibrating in my bones, threading itself into my blood. The music doesn’t just play—it wraps around me, sinks its teeth into me, makes my body move with a hunger I can’t tame. Lights flash in shades of crimson and gold, blurring into a haze that makes the place feel even wilder, as though the shadows themselves are watching.I shouldn’t be here. I know that. This place is wrong for me, forbidden. If my father finds out, he’ll be beyond furious—he’ll be catastrophic. The kind of furious that brings punishment I

CHAPTER 3: TANGLED IN HEAT AND DARKNESSSELENE’S POVOh, my good Goddess. The heat enveloping me is so intense that it feels like molten fire is searing through every vein in my body. My back is pressed firmly against the cold wall, the chill doing little to temper the fever raging inside me. My head tips back, eyes rolling upward, as I try to brace myself against the relentless onslaught. Somehow—though I don’t even remember moving—I’ve locked my legs tightly around his waist, my thighs trembling, my breath tearing out of me in ragged gasps.I moan—loud, raw, unrestrained—as he plunges harder into me, his pace unyielding, every movement more forceful than the last. He moves as though splitting my very soul in two, shattering the fragile hold I have over my own body. My nerves are aflame, every touch amplified, every friction a burst of white-hot sensation. The heat doesn’t just crawl through me—it claws, bites, devours.My moans rise in pitch, spilling out as desperate cries I can’t

CHAPTER 5: THE GAZE THAT HOLDS MESELENE’S POVI remain where I am, frozen, every muscle locked tight as if my body has suddenly turned to marble. My heart hammers so violently in my chest that I can feel each beat reverberating through my ribs. My breath comes shallow and uneven. The weight of his presence presses into the air, thick and suffocating, an unseen force that wraps itself around me like invisible chains. It is more than intimidation—it is dominance, an aura that fills the room until there is no space left for my own existence. I can’t move. I can barely think. My hands clench around my phone, the plastic casing digging painfully into my palm, but even that pain feels distant, muffled under the sheer impact of him.God, this… this is indescribable. Words can’t do it justice.He moves. Slowly, deliberately, the duvet sliding against his body as he pushes himself upright. His eyes are half-squinted, his expression unreadable, as if the act of waking is an inconvenience he to

CHAPTER 7: SHATTERED COMPOSURESELENE'S POV Where did he go? How—how did he just vanish? He was here. He was literally here seconds ago. There’s no escape route, no door, no window—nothing. The space beside me is still humming with the memory of him, like the air itself hasn’t quite caught up to his disappearance. My chest tightens as I spin in place, frantic eyes darting over every inch of the room as if a hidden trapdoor might materialize if I stare hard enough.I blink rapidly, trying to stitch the scene together, trying to force my brain into coherence. Okay… what the living hell just happened? I thought… he… He was… no, no, no, that makes no sense. My head reels, my heart hammers, and the silence only amplifies the storm spiraling inside me.“Are you okay, Selene? Why are you looking over there?”My sister’s voice cuts in, sharp and grounding. She sounds more bewildered by me than anything else, her brows pinched as she follows my frantic gaze. I can’t answer. I can only stare a

CHAPTER 9: THE DEVIL’S WHISPERSELENE'S POV My moans rise uncontrollably, trembling through me in broken shivers, the pressure building until it consumes every breath I take. Each wave pounds harder, making it impossible to think, impossible to form a coherent thought. My body is no longer mine; it belongs to the fire he stokes with every slow, deliberate touch.His voice cuts through the haze—deep, smooth, laced with sin.“I love the slut I saw last night,” he murmurs, his lips brushing against my ear, hot enough to burn. “And I’d love to see her again. Wouldn’t it be unforgettable, dear, for me to take her once more, right here, on this bed… before I head out to do my usual business?”Oh, God. That voice.That voice doesn’t soothe. It doesn’t calm. It makes everything worse—so much worse. Each word wraps tighter around me, drawing me deeper into the storm. The velvet timbre, low and deliberate, vibrates straight into my bones, making it impossible to hold on to reason. I’m unraveli