All Chapters of Her Innocence His Addiction : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I couldn't go back to my remaining classes so I headed to the Dean’s office to see if they were done with the meeting. I hadn't expected to see April sitting on the pew in the hallway right outside the Dean’s office. I froze at the sight of her. She turned her head slowly in my direction but looked away quickly. Bracing myself up, I took the courage to keep walking and then joined her on the pew. But I sat at the extreme, giving us a good space. She didn't seem like she wanted to speak to me. I was dying to but the fear of her, ignoring me, held me back. Until it couldn't anymore and I just did it. “I'm really sorry, April.”“Don't talk to me.” She hissed. I shut my mouth quickly, blinking back my tears. “Why didn't you tell me?” The question came out almost like a whisper. I looked at her. “How could I tell you? You'll hate me. You'll feel betrayed and the thought of that scared me a lot. I didn't wanna lose you. So I couldn't tell you.”“If you didn't wanna lose me, then you

I reread the note a thousand times, until I memorized every word. Silly thoughts like calling him crept into my mind. I wish that were an option. I wish it were, but it wasn't. Finally, I shut my eyes to sleep. But they flipped open at the sounds coming from the window. I got louder. Like someone was throwing stones at my windowsill. The silly thought that it might be him got me jumping to my feet and hurrying over to the window. I looked and it was Nathan. Of course, it was him. Joe wouldn't throw stones at my windowsill. He'll break the front door instead.Seeing Nathan was a bit more exciting than I'd like to admit. Sure, I'd have loved it if it were Joe, but I wasn't exactly disappointed either. He gestured at me to come down and I nodded. I grabbed my coat and left the room. Mum and Dad were in the living room still talking. They saw me leaving the house but they didn't stop me or question me. Weird, because other times, Mum would have yelled at me. This new phase of freedo

INTRODUCTION Nineteen-year-old Alex Raynot has never known peace. Between a sick younger brother, parents whose love curdled into daily war, and a cheating ex who turned violent, she’s learned that survival means never trusting too deeply, and never hoping too much. But when one night of terror drives her straight into the path of three dangerous men who look like sin sculpted in flesh, her world takes a turn she could never have imagined. Reed. Rhett. Rhys. Three brothers with eyes like night and power that hums in the air around them. They rule Denver’s underground. Their names whispered with both reverence and fear. Ruthless. Unreachable. Untouchable. Until Alex crashes into their world. A wrong door. A desperate escape. One encounter that should have ended in disaster becomes a collision course with fate. Because when her family is forced to relocate for her grandfather’s funeral, Alex discovers the unthinkable truth: those same three men, the ones who saved her, and br

ALEXA slut?How could he so bluntly say that to me? Noah lied, and I might work in a nightclub, but just as a waitress, but I'm not a slut. I'd rather die than sell my body for cash. It's just something I would never do, regardless of the pressure."I'm not a slut," I meant to sound very bold, but my words quivered when they came out. Something about the way they were staring at me killed my confidence.I could be wrong, but they seemed to be ripping off my clothes with their heated gaze, fumbling my boobs and teasing my pussy. They were doing it all with their eyes, not holding back. Weren't they much older than I was? Was it right to stare at me like this?It was rude and inappropriate, but I couldn't deny that my body wasn't reacting to their stares. I've been ogled at, but nothing ever heated me like this. Again, I wondered who they were and why did they seem to not care about the world? They held a dangerous aura of authority, like they owned everything, even the breath I was t

ALEXI pushed through the back door of the club, the familiar thumping of the bass resonating through the walls. Tonight was different, though. I wasn’t here for another grueling shift. I was here to collect my things and give my resignation. The familiar smell of sweat, drugs, food, and drinks hit my nose as I walked in.The locker room was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to the chaos just beyond the doors. I grabbed my locker key and began gathering my belongings. My heart raced as I prepared to confront the manager. Maybe I should get Gilda's help? Fuck! I hadn't told Gilda too. My mind was overwhelmed.I sat on the bench for a moment, letting the emotions wash over me.I picked the remaining of my belongings and decided I would see the manager first and then Gilda. As I approached his office, I could hear his gruff voice barking orders at someone. Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door.“Come in,” he growled.I opened the door, stepping inside. “Hey, Mike, I need to talk to