Todos os capítulos de TEMPTING THE ENEMY (MM): Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

MIGUEL'S POVScrew me.For fuck's sake, why him? Why of all people was it Seth? My stomach twisted with a nervous curl as chills ran down my spine. My eyes met Seth's, and there, within his gaze, lay the condescending look that made my blood boil every time.The hatred was one thing, but now. fuck. My life was in his hands. I couldn't think, couldn't speak. My mind kept racing in a circle, repeating the complete humiliation of him finding out about the video. Breaths started to turn shallow and erratic, and before I could stop it, a tear cascaded down my cheek. I wiped it away quickly, livid with myself for the show of weakness. The truth was, though, I was scared-scared as I had never been.“Wow,” Seth drawled, the word dripping with mockery, his eyes glinting with satisfaction. He was enjoying this—relishing it. Of course he was.I fumbled with my phone, slapping off the video as quickly as I could, cutting off the sound of my moaning. That had been a stupid mistake to save that cli

(SONG RECOMMENDATION: I FOUND BY AMBER RUN)MIGUEL'S POV.This wasn't happening. For all I knew, Seth was straight. I didn’t want to be some dumb-ass experiment for Seth Mallory of all people. But my body betrayed me. I leaned into his kiss, my hands gripping the fabric of his shirt as though that connection was the only thing tethering me to reality. A shaky gasp escaped my throat as his tongue ran over my lower lip, and he kissed along my pulse points, his lips leaving a trail of heat that burned against my skin. “Fuck,” I muttered, the word barely audible, my voice unrecognizable to my own ears. It was hoarse, desperate, as my hips instinctively grinded harder into him. “Hot!” a loud voice echoed from somewhere behind us, accompanied by a sharp whistle. My stomach dropped. Two women and a man stood just a few feet away, smirking and laughing as they shamelessly watched us. Shame flooded my body, swift and overwhelming, chasing away the brief moment of reckless bliss. I pushe

SETH.The heavy bass music blared through the speakers as I rustled my way inside. My gaze round, it was a Wednesday morning; things weren't so busy, but there were quite a few people in the bar.My eyes were quick to pick up Jeremy's seat with a couple of other boys chatting loudly. Just as though he felt my eyes on him, I pushed my way into the crowd as he waved me over to his booth. I sank into the chair, snagging his bottle of alcohol and guzzling the entire content down at once.“Woah woah…What happened to my proper boy?” Jeremy asked in a high-pitched voice that hinted at sarcasm. I rolled my eyes, pouring myself another glassful, and gulped it again; the stinging sensation in my throat worked its way down my nerves.“Rough day, man?” Jeremy asked, zipping his eyebrows together, looking genuinely worried. “Or does this have to do with your favourite enemy?” He asked, and I smacked him across the head. He wanted to get back in the chair; I wanted to drink, yeah, party, or rema

SETH'S POV“Fuck no!” I cursed, swinging the door open only to see the room filled with people and decorations.“Surprise!” they all chanted, bursting into loud murmurs and laughter as music went on in the room. Scrunching up my nose, I glanced around in search of my sister to no avail.“Birthday buddy, come on in. There’s drinks, there’s fun. More booze and there’s... girlssss!” Jeremy slurred like the man-whore he was. I reached for his arm draped over my shoulders and yanked it off.“Whose idea was this?” I asked in between gritted teeth, fuming furiously with anger.“Your mum’s... she’s out at the back. Or was it in your room? I don’t know man but for fuck's sake you sure are freaking loaded. As your best friend, I even forget it sometimes. It's—” I stormed past Jeremy, ignoring whatever else he had left to say.My head banged from a heavy migraine. Who were all these people? Making out, drinking, playing games… and was that a homeless person? Drinking from my kitchen? In my hom

MIGUEL'S POVI'd parted my lips to argue, chills lined down my skin as I listened to his words. He'd shoved his cock straight against my lips, thrusting his hips forward, using my awestruck state as an opportunity.I gagged, my eyes bulging almost out of their sockets, feeling his already hard cock probe down my throat. Tears stung at my eyes as I glared up at him, but a darkened chin in his eye had stopped me from whatever retort I was about to make."There's the thing about you, my little devil," he teased, pulling out his cock, the tip resting against my lips."You look so good for me… on your knees, right where you've always fucking belonged, Miguel. You are beautiful." My heart raced at his words, butterflies tingling in my belly. Now I had a praise kink. How fucked up was that?"Be a fool and maybe Embry won't have to die on you," he freaked. The sarcasm, bitterness, and jealousy in his tone was not mistaken as he snapped forward, sliding his entire length down my fucking throat