All Chapters of The Bet That Broke Us: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Mia Ever since Rolex left me hanging in the shower, I haven’t seen him again. He disappeared as if he’d never lived here, well no calls, no texts. I guess we’re no longer more than two people having fun. Nothing attached. After thanking Mrs. Pagnole for letting me sleep at her place, I’d already told her I wanted to secure a new room on the first floor. If I couldn’t, I’d probably just leave. I’d already proved myself shameless before Rolex. Let myself crave for him even when I knew I couldn't have him, I’d never really wanted someone so much and in the end gotten them. It’s like I’ve always been unlucky. Maxello probably hates me now, thinking I’ve been sleeping with his brother. Well, I had plans ever since Rolex saved me from those guys. And after everything he did..the touches, the way he held me…he’s been stuck in my mind. No matter how hard I try, the night under the shower keeps coming back. Thinking about him doing those things to me makes me press my thighs together

Mia I finally stepped out of my room after he had returned my suitcase and left without a word. Maybe I was wrong about Hazel… but why does he tense up every time her name comes up?I limped toward the counter to fix myself something to eat, and there he was…leaning against the counter, his gaze fixed on me, watching me closely, like I might run off at any second. His stare alone was enough to weaken my legs.“Ahh!” I whimpered when a sharp pain shot through my knee as I tried to lift it. That’s when I realized I hadn’t treated the injury since the day I got hurt. I thought it was fine, but now the pain was unbearable. I could barely move my leg.Suddenly, two strong hands gripped my waist. Before I could react, he lifted me effortlessly and set me down on the counter, caging me between his body and the cupboards.his gray eyes locked on me like a hawk, and I swallowed hard under the pressure.“You couldn’t even take proper care of yourself,” he hissed, then turned and disappeared i

MiaI could taste blood in my mouth. My own blood. His grip was so strong it left my throat burning. Struggling felt pointless. Even if I fought, he would still do whatever he wanted. So, finally, I went still.His fingers loosened around my throat just as his mouth deepened the kiss, and I knew it would leave a mark like the bruises already blooming on my wrists.What scared me most was that some part of me liked it, it should’ve been only pain, but a shameful part of me didn’t hate it.As soon as I softened beneath him and stopped resisting, his grip eased on my wrists and my arms rose, almost on their own, slid around his neck and pulling him closer to deepened the kiss.And it was nothing like the soft, careful kisses I’d shared with Maxello at the bar. It was rougher and darker making me breatheless. My palms drifted down to his waist, fingers brushing the hard muscles under his shirt. His groan was low, and approving…until he caught my wrists again.“This is supposed to be a pu

Mia I woke up to the weight of a hard, warm muscle pressed against my waist. I tried to wriggle free, but the arm around me tightened when I shifted, pulling me back before I could slip free. Frustrated, I opened my eyes and glanced down at the hand gripping me. I didn’t need to guess whose it was…his scent was already everywhere, intoxicating and seeping into my skin. My gaze flicked around the unfamiliar room before I realized exactly where I was. His bed. Slowly, I turned my head over my shoulder. My back was pressed flush to his broad, hard chest. His eyes were still closed, but his grip on me stayed firm and possessive, like he was claiming me even in his sleep. Slowly, I shifted to face him. Shame burned through me, threatening to drown me, after recalling everything he did to me yesterday, how He’d made me feel things I had never felt before.The pleasure he’d coaxed out of me with his so called punishment. No one had ever exposed me like that, had me so undone. Last n

Mia Standing in front of the orphanage, I stared at the only place that had ever felt like home. It had been almost a year since my last visit, and for the first time in years, I wished I’d never left.The world outside these walls was cruel and lonely in ways I couldn’t explain.I just wanted to escape everything. First Rolex, now Maxello… I couldn’t breathe anymore.I’d asked Bruno to cover my missed shifts and promised to pay him back once I returned. I told no one where I was going. I needed a break….from everyone, from everything.Inside, nothing much had changed. The same worn-out walls, the same faint smell of chalk and soap. They never had enough to renovate; whatever little they got went straight to the kids.When I reached the playground, laughter filled the air. The children were playing soccer, chasing the ball with bare feet and wild joy. Among them was a man, his back turned to me as he passed the ball. The kids seems to adore him, their giggles echoing through the yar