Semua Bab Her Innocence His Addiction : Bab 41 - Bab 50

ALEX As the evening wore on, I excused myself, needing a moment to clear my head. I wandered out onto a balcony, the cool night air a welcome relief.I jumped as a hand touched my neck.I turned to see Rhys standing beside me, one of his hands in his pockets.“Beautiful night, isn't it?" I jumped as a hand touched my neck. I turned to see Rhys standing beside me, one of his hands in his pockets."Beautiful night, isn't it?" he said, his voice smooth as silk.I swallowed hard, my heart racing. "Yes, it is."He leaned against the railing, his eyes studying me intently. "You seem... uneasy."I forced a smile. "It's just a lot to take in. The move, the new surroundings, everything."Rhys nodded, his gaze never leaving mine. "I can understand that. It's a big change."The way he looked at me, like he could see right through me, made my skin crawl. I tried to maintain my composure, but it was getting harder with each passing second."You know," he began, his voice dropping to a whisper, "

ALEXThe night had been a blur of danger and temptation. Even now, as dawn leaked through the tall windows, pieces of it replayed in fragments—the dinner table’s tension, Dad’s warning, the Reed’s piercing gazes that seemed to follow me as I fled to my room. Sleep didn't come easily. I stayed up rolling on the sheets, and in fragmented clips: his firm butt ramming hard into the blonde as she cried out, till she spasmed and he slowly, with theatrical motion, slid himself out of her gapping softness. She spit out juices, alongside his enormous dick. Oh, his eyes locked to mine as he grabbed that heavy dick, now softer but still serpentine, and flicked a couple of times to remove leftover cum. Every thought of the brothers made my chest tighten—Reed’s commanding eyes, Rhys’s playful smirk, Rhett’s silent power. They had filled my sleep, their shadows woven through every breath I took. And now, in the thin morning light, I felt raw and exposed, every nerve alive.Dragging myself into th

ALEXReed shot me a final, lingering look that sent another shiver down my spine before he exited the room, leaving me alone with his mother. My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of fear and something else I couldn’t quite name.Fuck! I was tense yet something between my legs burned for a few seconds he had touched me. Pictures of what I had seen in the early hours of the morning flooded my mind."I was also about to leave, Good morning, Mrs Gunner."“Nonsense, girl,” Mrs. Gunner said, her tone motherly but firm, as I made a move to stand. “You’ve barely eaten. Join me.”I hesitated, my mind still reeling from Reed’s touch and the sudden change in the room’s atmosphere. Mrs. Gunner’s presence was calming but carried an underlying authority that I found hard to resist. I sat back down as Mrs. Gunner took her seat across from me. She poured herself a cup of tea, then looked up with a thoughtful expression. "Do you know what your grandfather looked like, dear?"I shook my head, my curios

RHYS The air around the estate was thick with the late afternoon heat as I walked towards the lake, seeking a moment of solitude. The weight of the past few days, filled with family drama had been exhausting. As I walked, my thoughts drifted to how much had changed since my mother had married Mr. Chaz. It felt like a lifetime ago, though it had only been a couple decades.Back then, my brothers and I were still grappling with the aftermath of our own father’s death, and Mother didn't want us thrust into handling his business. And when we had taken the reigns, it had been a nightmare for her. The Alcatraz brothers weren’t exactly known for their responsible streak, but we’d managed to keep things afloat. Chaz, for all his eccentricities, had been a stabilizing presence—or at least, that’s what he’d tried to be. His attempts to bond with us had been awkward, filled with strained family dinners and forced conversations. But there had been moments of genuine connection too, moments I had

ALEXDinner in this house always felt like a performance. Tonight, the tension was thicker than usual, a palpable force lingering over the table. No one dared to speak out of turn, each word carefully measured, each glance weighted with unspoken meaning. I could feel the pressure of it all, the power plays, the buried resentments, the secrets twisting through the air like invisible threads pulling us all into their web.I couldn’t get the image of Reed out of my head. That smug, infuriating smile as he touched the blonde lady, his eyes hawked on me as he drove his cock deep into her and fucked her till she came, dared me to react. Fuck! The thought was turning me on against my will. I couldn't trust myself with these men.Even now, with him sitting at the far end of the table, I could feel his intensity, an invisible tether pulling me toward him. I hated how I couldn’t shake it, couldn’t shake him, no matter how hard I tried. The worst part was, he knew. Reed always appeared like he