Lahat ng Kabanata ng OFF LIMIT: FOURTEEN NIGHTS WITH MY HUSBAND'S BEST FRIENDS : Kabanata 161 - Kabanata 170

Chapter 161Elowen His eyes darkened. "Anywhere you want."The exact answer I wanted, once again.I climbed off him. Off the bed. He followed as I walked out of the bedroom. Naked. Confident. Feeling his eyes on me the entire way.The living room was dark except for the city lights filtering through the windows. I turned to face him. He was right behind me."Here." I gestured to the couch.He didn't hesitate. Sat down. Pulled me onto his lap. I straddled him again. This time I reached between us, positioned him at my entrance, sank down slowly.We both groaned.I started moving. Rolling my hips. Taking him deep. He leaned back against the couch and let me set the pace. His hands on my hips. Guiding but not controlling."God, you're perfect. So fucking perfect." The breath left him in a rush.I rode him slowly. Savoring every inch. Every sensation. This was Adrian's living room. His couch. His best friend inside me while I thought about how much I was enjoying this betrayal.Because i

Chapter 163Elowen When I made my plan. When I decided to use his trauma against him. When I decided to seduce him, to let him fuck me in every room of Adrian's house.I didn't intend to unlock this side of Kian Ashford.This gentle side. This caring side. This side that brought me food and cleaned me up and left me painkillers.This wasn't supposed to happen.He opened one of the containers, picked up a fork, then scooped up some fried rice.Then he held it out to me."Ahhh," he said.I stared at him.He wanted to feed me.Kian Ashford wanted to feed me."Elowen," he said. Patient. "Open."I opened my mouth without thinking. Without planning. Without calculating what this meant.The fork slid between my lips. The food hit my tongue. Warm. Salty. Delicious.I hadn't realized how hungry I was until that moment.He fed me another bite. Then another. Switching between containers. Making sure I tried everything. Watching my face to see what I liked. What I didn't.I sat there and let him

Chapter 165Elowen "Because..." I couldn't finish. Couldn't form the words around the lump in my throat, around the weight pressing down on my chest.Because this was too much. Because I didn't know if I could survive being lied to again. Because my body was shaking and I couldn't make it stop.Because I didn't trust it. Didn't trust him. Didn't trust that this wasn't just another manipulation. Another game. Another way to hurt me worse than before.Because a part of me—a very small, very stupid part of me—wanted to believe him.Wanted to believe that someone actually cared. That someone actually wanted to help me. That someone actually saw me as more than a pawn in whatever twisted game they were all playing."Hey." He cupped my face. Wiped the tears away with his thumbs. His hands were warm. Steady. "Talk to me.""I just..." I took a shaky breath. My lungs felt too small. "I don't understand why you're doing this.""Because you deserve better than this." He said it so simply like i

Chapter 167ElowenI woke up a few hours later. Groggy. My phone screen glowed in the darkness beside me.I picked it up, scrolled through games mindlessly, anything to keep my brain from circling back to Kian.My stomach growled.Right. I hadn't eaten since he'd fed me earlier.I dragged myself out of bed, padded to the kitchen in bare feet. The apartment was quiet. Empty. Just me and the hum of the refrigerator.I made toast. Scrambled some eggs. Simple things that didn't require thought or energy I didn't have.I ate standing at the counter, staring at nothing in particular, chewing mechanically while my mind wandered back to Kian despite my best efforts to stop it.The way he'd looked at me when he promised to get me out.The way his voice had sounded when he said he didn't regret what we'd done.The way his thumb had traced my bottom lip like he was memorizing the shape of it.Stop it, I told myself. Stop thinking about him.After I finished eating, I rinsed the plate, left it in

Chapter 169ElowenHis hands froze on the wheelchair.The silence that followed was deafening. I could hear my own heartbeat pounding in my ears, could hear the hum of the refrigerator, could hear the distant sound of traffic outside.Everything else was quiet.Too quiet.He turned his head slowly. Not his whole body. Just his head. Like something out of a horror movie."What did you just say?" His voice was soft. Dangerously soft.My throat went dry and my palms were sweating and every instinct screamed at me to take it back, to apologize, to run.But I didn't.I couldn't.I was too far gone. Too tired of being afraid. Too angry to care about the consequences anymore."You heard me." My voice came out steadier than I felt. "You got what you deserved. You being in that wheelchair was karma. You're evil and you deserved everything that happened to you."The words hung in the air between us. Heavy. Dangerous.I watched his face change, watched the mask slip completely, watched something