All Chapters of TWISTED OBESSION: MY FIANCE CHEATED SO I SLEPT WITH HIS BOSS: Chapter 61 - Chapter 67

DAMIEN"Okay," I finally say, the words scraping my throat raw. "If we try everything...real communication, real boundaries, real effort...and it still doesn't work, I'll let you go. I promise."The promise tastes like poison. Letting her go is the one thing I swore I’d never do. But saying it is the only way to keep her from walking out that door forever."Thank you." She reaches across the small table in her apartment and takes my hand. Her fingers are warm, trembling slightly, with short nails that are practical. "I don't think it'll come to that. But I needed to know you'd respect my choice if it did."Her voice wavers on the last word, and it guts me. Because I see the fear in her eyes...the fear that I won’t be able to let go, that I’ll become the cage she’s terrified of."I will. I promise." I squeeze her hand, feeling the fragile bones beneath soft skin, the faint callus on her index finger from hours at her laptop. My chest aches with the effort of holding back everything I w

DAMIEN Elara and I stare at each other across the wide mahogany desk, the air between us thick enough to taste...charged with the lingering scent of her arousal, sharp and sweet, cutting through the polished leather and faint citrus of my office. "Investors," she says slowly, voice husky, lips still swollen from biting them during the meeting. "What investors?" "They'll be here at 2 PM." I check my watch, the cool metal brushing my wrist. "Which gives us about two hours." "Two hours for what?" But she knows. Her pupils are blown wide, dark pools reflecting the hunger I’ve been starving for. Her chest rises faster, nipples tight peaks pressing against the thin fabric of her navy dress. "For whatever you need, baby." I lean back in my chair and spread my legs, giving her space and giving her the illusion of control while my cock throbs painfully against my zipper. "I'm not going to push. Or going to demand. But if you need me... I'm right here." She stands slowly, her thighs pres

DAMIENHis eyes say something else entirely.My blood turns to fire, but I stay silent, watching her.She smiles in a professional but distant way. “I appreciate the offer, but my schedule is quite full. Perhaps we can continue the conversation via email with the team.”Hale nods, gracious in defeat. “Of course. Can’t blame a man for trying.” He glances at me briefly...acknowledging the elephant in the room...then back to her. “You’re a remarkable talent, Miss Blake. I hope our firms have the chance to work together more closely.”They leave. The door clicks shut.The silence is immediate, charged.Elara exhales, turning to me. “Well. That was...”“Interesting,” I finish, with a low voice.She meets my eyes, reading me instantly. “You heard everything.”“Every word.” I step closer, crowding her against the table without touching her. The air between us crackles. “He wants you.”“He was being professional.”“He was being a man who saw something he wanted and asked for it.” I lift my ha