All Chapters of Webs of Dark Passion: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I gasp as I see him. My face colors immediately and I bend down to pick my heels, racing out of the club as if I have death on my tails.Looks like I do.I slam into a hard wall as I step out into the open and wince when I realize how unlucky I am.“Going somewhere, princess?”I frown. I hate that he has caught me, despite how hard I tried to avoid him. I look around, wondering how he had gotten to me so soon.“Home.” I reply, ignoring how fast my heart beats.He arches his eyebrow. “Certainly not to your parents.” He runs his gaze over my red mini dress.I feel naked and fight the urge to cover myself up with my hands.He should leave so I can go.“I wonder what your parents will say about their daughter dancing and shaking her ass in a club while four guys grope it.”I wince at his description, hating the bad decision I made tonight. I had come to the club to forget the memory of finding my boyfriend of two years in bed with his supposed ‘just friend’. I hadn't been having sex nor I

“We have to stop this.” I announce as I walk into his room, forcing my eyes to behave and not stare at his chest.“What did you say?” He asks, closing his laptop and standing up.“This.” I gesture wildly with my hand. “What we have between us.”“What do we have between us?” His voice cracks with danger, daring me to voice out the words.“Sex. Being fuck buddies.”“You said you wanted it that way.” He reminds me, stalking forward.I swallow. “Till I'm ready for a relationship. We only agreed to soothe each other's itch.”“And?” He prompts, his face hard as granite.“I'm going on a date tomorrow and it's likely I settle with the guy.” I blurt out. “Looks like I'm ready for a relationship and don't need our arrangement anymore.”“The hell you don't.” He snarls.“Ryan,” I warn, inching backward.He takes a long stride and pulls me forward, slamming me against his hard chest. My heart beats fast, drowning at his touch and the fires he lights up in me. Too bad it's just sex and I'm starting

“Snap out of it,” my best friend sighs, snapping her fingers before me.“What?” I say, blushing.“You are staring at him. Again.” She points out.“I'm not,” I deny.“You are.” Her face fills with pity. “Zane is wildly desired by half of the female population in school and asides that, you, my dear, are not the kind of girl he goes for.”Ouch. That hurts.Nothing lowers a girl's confidence faster than being told by her best friend that she isn't attractive enough for the guy she has had a crush on for a year.Thank you, Sammy. I try not to roll my eyes at her.“Let's go, Zara.” She stands up. “There is nothing here for us anymore.”I stand up. The game I don't care about is over and Zane who I care about is already walking away from the field, trailed by a dozen cheerleaders.I hide my displeasure at the image.“Let's go have some snacks.” She turns to me. “I'm hungry.”Code for she wants to have dinner with her boyfriend. “I'm not hungry.”I shake my head. I'm not in the mood to watc

I stare at my best friend, wishing like smacking him all the way here to hell.How can someone be this stupid?“She left me again.” He cries.And she wouldn't have the chance this time if he had respected himself the first time she broke up with him. But no, he had to cry and make a fool of himself, begging her to take him back.She did, after hanging out with a loser college guy who jilted her after five months of dating.I almost gouged out my eyes the day I caught Ryan, my stupid bestie, kissing her after she agreed to be his girlfriend again.She has broken up with him six other times since then, and I'm forced to watch and comfort him every time that happens.I would rather not do any of those things I do.Why would I want to watch the boy I've loved for years cry over another girl who doesn't love him?If anything at all, I pray his ex leaves the country and breaks up with him for good.Maybe, maybe then he will finally see me and realize what he has been losing out on.“Chelsea

He is Mr. Grumpy but super attractive. Ethan.My brother's best friend and my taboo.“Pass me the salt, Jack.” Dad says to my brother who teases him with it for a while before handing it over.I watch as my family laugh and tease one another as we sit around a huge barbecue, eating and having fun.Not all of us seem like we are having fun though, and not everyone here is my family.There is dad, Jack my brother, and Ethan his best friend. Ethan watches everyone and everything with his usual expressionless face, acting as if he is bored. I wonder how he is friends with my loud and carefree brother. I also can't help wondering what it will take to make his mask crack.That was when I got in trouble, obsessing over a man who won't even bat an eyelash if I drop down dead beside him.“Do you need anything, son?” Dad asks Ethan.Ethan shakes his head. “Not at all, sir.” He replies politely.Ever so polite.Ever so guarded.Ever so annoying.Dad smiles at him and puts a big meat on his pla