All Chapters of Craving Mr Redd: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Kyla's heart jumped to her throat.“Oh shit…” she whispered. They have been active for two minutes. Taylan had heard everything. Every moan. Every breath. Every broken sounds she'd tried to hold back.She quickly hung up and dropped her phone, then palm her trembling hands against her red, flushed face.“Fûck, fûck, fûck…”She reached her phone and texted the devil.~You hacked my phone?!!~His reply came instantly.~Do you like it?~She grunt. “Asshole.”Stepping out, she found him waiting outside as expected. Back leaned against the wall. A smirk on his lips.“You are in—” The vibration against her clit made her halt. “Fûck”“Oops, my hand slipped.”She charged towards him, wanting to grab his phone, the controller. He easily dodged, grabbed her by the neck, and pinned her against the wall. Face inches from hers.“You seriously think I won’t find out?”Kyla gasped as waves hit, her knees buckled, clenching at the vibration.“He… is a friend. He was only helping.”“You could have ju

CARLOS.It was morning, and the first thing that greeted Carlos was the sweet scent of meat, something buttery, and faintly spicy. With half-opened eyes, he entered the kitchen."Look who is awake. Good morning, sleepyhead." Kyla greeted in apron focused on cooking.Carlos had came to a conclusion, sleeping easily was part of Kyla's charm.Whatever what her heat was made of... it bought him this sense of peace that drifted him in tranquility easily.These few days, she'd been his addiction. Sex, talks, watching her sleep. He hadn't been this attached to anyone this way.Did he like it?No.It scares him.He was beginning to note what Dr. Yuri had said.What if they had met before the custody agreement?What could possibly make her feel so different from the others he'd encounter?The worst part was. He can't stay away for too long.Carlos had been a type who hunt his prey himself. He trust his efficient and speed.However, in recent days. He'd let his men take over his hunt and give

CARLOS.Carlos stood at the threshold of the cell, eyes sharp and calculating. The air hung with the antiseptic scent of the investigators moving around and dry blood.Jayden’s limp body hanging before him. Head twisted unnaturally to one side, skin paled, eyes closed, lips slightly parted.What rattled Carlos wasn't the death but the fact that this happened without his knowledge. The detectives and forensic officers moved around, collecting evidence. Yet, Carlos stood still, his eyes scanning. The rope, the knots, the position of the body. Raymond walked to him.“It’s… unusual. Nothing in the records indicates tampering. No struggle marks. No bruises. The rope was tied clean, perfect slip knot on the vent. Chair kicked aside. Door locked from inside. No forced entry. Cameras cut out three minutes before discovery.” He paused, frowning. “For now, there’s nothing that incontrovertibly proves homicide. There’s nothing messy about this, which is what makes it feel wrong. It’s too neat

KYLA Kyla closed her eyes, feeling his lips press against her forehead. The warmth flooded through her, making her almost purr. Just being close to him was heaven, yet her heart ached. What Josie said about her son haunted her mind. The next kiss was on her lips. Kyla took it, letting the heat consume her. It could be their last. She couldn’t hold it in anymore. She needed to tell him how she truly felt. He broke the kiss, his blue eyes studying her. “You seem off,” he said, caressing her arm. “Is there something you want to tell me?” “I… uhm.” She hesitated. “I was thinking about our relationship.” “What about it?” “That we should… you know, go on a date or something. A restaurant. The park. Just… hang out in public and let people know a—” “What?” He raised a brow. “A date? Kyla, only couples date.” “Couples do romances. It’s not going to hurt our relationship. We should stop hiding in the shadows. I want us out there like…” “People in love,” he finished for h

Kyla was back in the room, pacing. Her forehead beaded with sweat, phone in hand. Messages, call went unanswered.She dropped to the bed with a sob, chest tight.A knock sounded on the door.“Carl?” She rose quickly.But as the door creaked open, Josie stood in the doorway. Her expression was soft, yet etched with concern.“How are you, dear?”Kyla secretly wiped her face and forced a smile.“I’m fine, Ma Jo.”“Don’t lie to me,” Josie said gently. “I heard everything.”“What?”“Your confession to my son,” she said with a small smile. “I heard everything, dear.”“I…” Kyla’s voice broke, tears streaming down her face.“Oh, sweetheart.” Josie pulled her close, patting her back. “You were brave to say it. Despite knowing what he’s capable of.”“He can’t possibly mean all of that.” Kyla shook her head, her voice trembling. “Why would he say those things? Why would he leave?”Josie smiled painfully. “Take a seat.”She did, sniffling. “You have to tell me, Josie. I need to know. The more I s