All Chapters of The Taste of Two: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“I don’t even know what to say, Aunt Margaret,” I murmured, lowering my gaze.“Oh, heavens,” Margaret chuckled softly. “You’ve been thanking me all evening, dear. But you should know—what I’m doing for you now is nothing compared to what your mother once did for me. So relax. Don’t feel indebted.”I didn’t know how to respond to that.“Well, here we are.” Margaret led me up to the second floor, occasionally pointing out rooms as we passed. The house was enormous—just as she’d said. There were so many rooms, each one grander than the last. Everything about it spoke of a world far above mine.I’d grown up surrounded by love, even if our lives had been modest. My mother was a kindergarten teacher; my father worked for the local government. We were never wealthy, but we were happy. Still… I couldn’t help but stand in awe of this place.“This will be your room, Leah.”The door opened—and I froze.It was breathtaking.The walls were painted a soft white, perfectly paired with ivory curtains

Soft neon lights shimmered across the club’s ceiling, their glow reflecting off the slick glass floor. Music pulsed through the air—heavy bass, laughter, and the clinking of glasses blending into one restless rhythm. For everyone else, it was energy and chaos. For me, it was just background noise—something distant, muffled beneath the sound of orders I had to take and drinks I had to deliver.It was almost midnight. I’d meant to leave earlier, but my shift replacement still hadn’t shown up. I couldn’t just walk out and leave a full table waiting. Besides… I needed the extra money.Though, honestly, one thought wouldn’t stop gnawing at me—How am I supposed to get home this late? It kept slipping into my head, distracting me until I nearly collided with a few customers or mixed up their orders entirely.It wasn’t that I couldn’t afford a cab. That wasn’t the problem. The real issue was… I was staying at Aunt Margaret’s house now. I couldn’t exactly go back to my old apartment—my things

“Hide in the rinse room.”His voice was quiet but carried an unmistakable command. His expression stayed calm—nothing like me, still too shaken to think straight. I felt my blood run cold.“Hurry, before Ethan walks in.” Adrian’s palm brushed the top of my head, gentle but urgent.That single touch snapped me back to reality—what would happen if I didn’t move now. I darted toward the place he pointed out, heart pounding so violently it felt loud enough to give me away. My breath came in short, uneven bursts. Even after I shut the small door as tightly as I could, my eyes kept scanning the dim space, while my ears strained to catch every word outside… and every footstep that might come too close.“Oh God, what am I doing?” I muttered, dragging my fingers through my damp hair in frustration. Guilt, panic, and confusion knotted together inside me. My clothes clung cold and wet to my skin, but I barely felt it.“I thought you were out of town,” Ethan said. His tone sounded casual, but at

“Don't regret it if I don't stop.”Adrian kissed me again. It was deep. Relentless, and it gave me little room to breathe. He devoured every curve of my lips, giving no quarter. I could only follow his lead, unable to match his pace. My mind was a dizzying blur.Including...“Mr. Hale?” My voice broke between the consuming kisses that made my body rigid. I clung to him tightly—more because I desperately needed an anchor. “What are you do—” Before I could finish the sentence, my body lifted. In a split second, my legs automatically wrapped around his waist.“A-Adrian!” I gasped. This position—God—it was too close. Too intimate. Too dangerous.“Relax, Baby.” His voice was low, and his eyes met mine with a playfully knowing look. “I won't drop you.”“I-I'm not scared of falling.” I squeezed my eyes shut. This was... far more insane than the kiss before.Adrian let out a small, warm sigh against my neck. “Then, hold me tighter.”I had no other choice. I wrapped my arms around his shoulder

“Ugh!” I stretched faintly. The morning greeted me with a soft light pushing through my window curtains—and a dull ache in my thighs. I paused for a moment, trying to process what exactly had happened to my body.How… I went swimming that afternoon, which ended with me hiding because Ethan showed up. Then dinner with Adrian, which somehow ended with him carrying me to my room. Peeling off each other’s clothes and…I immediately shot up into a sitting position. The wave of last night’s memory hit me like a rush of hot, shameless tide. His touches. The way he handled me. His kisses were so tender yet so demanding. And the looked in his eyes as he watched me. Oh, I couldn’t possibly forget the way he uttered my name, as if I were the only thing in the world he ever truly wanted. Even though everything we did was so completely… wrong.I covered my face with both hands. “My God… Leah, what did you do last night?”Hesitantly, I pulled back the blanket that covered part of my body—I was nake