บททั้งหมดของ Falling For His Dirty Trap: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Bentley My entire body is wound tight. My mind runs in spirals, stuck on how Hillary reacted to my praise the other night. She can’t actually be into stuff like that, can she? Nothing sexual was even happening, yet she practically convulsed when I called her a good girl.Urghh.She’s so damn naughty.Now I want to push her, tease her, get under her skin every chance I get. I know it’s wrong—she’s my brother’s fiancée, and I have no business uncovering whatever kink she’s hiding.But I’m getting too relaxed around her. Too fond of her. And it scares me. Nothing scares me, but with her, I lose control. Especially my eyes. Seeing her in that hot pink swimsuit the other night? That altered my brain chemistry.She’s hotter than I expected underneath clothes.Okay. Eww. Ben, that’s enough.I grab a bottle of bourbon and a glass. From here, I can see her in the kitchen, biting into a sandwich, long brown hair cascading down her back. My fingers itch to slide through those strands, twist the

HillaryHe didn’t respond. Not a yes or a no. He didn’t want to tell me.I weave through the crowd as we exit the film room. The movie’s over, and I hate that I learned things I never needed to know.Outside, I scan for Ben but can’t find him anywhere. I spot Georgia and Leo and hurry over.Georgia fakes a gag. “That movie made me sick.”“Have you seen Ben?” I ignore her.“No,” she shakes her head. “He must’ve gone to the bathroom. Text him and tell him we’re at the bowling alley.”I nod, send the text, and shove my phone back in my pocket. We change into bowling shoes and start to play. Twenty minutes pass, still no Ben, no reply.“I’m going to look for him,” I say.“He’s an adult,” Leo points out.“Yeah, but he’s like a nerdy billionaire or something. What if he got kidnapped?” Georgia jokes.“Haha. Funny,” I mock, but now she’s got me paranoid.I start searching, calling his phone as I run up and down escalators like a lunatic, sweating, breathless.I burst into a designer eyewear

Hillary The cold morning air prickles against my skin as I run down the street. I’d ditched my early morning runs for a while, but now I’m going back to them because that’s clearly the only way to deal with Ben. He’s made a full 360 turn back to where we started—a mean, condescending boss who lives to get on my nerves, picking on and insulting me whenever he can.“Hi, Adam,” I wave. I don’t stop to make small talk. I don’t have the time—or the strength—for Ben’s trouble this morning. I have to be in his room in ten minutes.“Good morning, Hillary,” Adam calls back just before the elevator doors slide shut.Jake left this morning, and we ended things in such a sore place. Apparently, she wasn’t actually sucking on his dick when he called, but the problem remains I don’t trust them around each other anymore.I want her gone from our lives, but Jake doesn’t think that’s possible. They’ve been friends their whole lives. I get it but eventually, it’s going to be either me or her.I step i

HillaryGeorgia and Leo booked an Airbnb in Boston for me and partly because Leo has business here too. From what I’ve heard, he never stays in one place. He owns houses in over ten states. Georgia suspects he’s not just an artist as he claims, and I agree.He does bad stuff.But as long as she’s safe, I don’t care.Leo’s hosting a gathering today. Georgia begged me to come since she doesn’t know anyone and wants company. I told her it depended on Ben, and luckily, he agreed. I just can’t stay longer than an hour and thirty minutes.“Here, thank you,” I say to the cab driver as he pulls up at the curb.I step out, walk into the building, and take the elevator to the 17th floor, their apartment for the week.The moment I walk in, I get it. It looks like a full-on party in the middle of the day. Tattooed men and women everywhere, only a few looking remotely civilized. The rest look like they do drugs and worse.I weave through the crowd until I spot Georgia in a corner, pretending to en

Hillary “Mom,” Ben says, his tone flat and cold. He doesn’t particularly seem pleased to see her.She ignores his attitude completely, turning toward me with a bright, practiced smile that lights up her whole face.“My darling, how are you? You look great,” she coos, planting a kiss on both sides of my cheek.“Hi, Nora. I’m fine, thank you.” I try to articulate my words as calmly as possible, even though my pulse is still uneven. I can’t believe she almost caught me in a questionable position with one of her sons when I’m clearly engaged to the other.“I hope Ben’s being nice to you. If not—”Ben and I exchange a look, one of those silent, complicated glances that says too much. I swallow hard.“Of course I’m being nice to her,” he lies smoothly. “What’s the sudden visit for, Mom?” he adds, perching on the edge of his desk like he can’t wait for her to leave.“I need to talk to you.” She sets her bag on the table with a soft thud.That sounds like a private matter, so I start to turn