Todos os capítulos de Delilah’s Guilty Pleasure: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

The dress was Alexander McQueen. Jax had specially designed it for me last month, and he’d given it to me after hot sex in his office one night. It pooled at my feet like liquid silk, leaving me in black La Perla lingerie that cost more than most people's rent and hugged my naked curves perfectly.Both men went silent, and utterly transfixed now.I'd been trained for this when I was still with Armani in La Eclair Noir. Learning to use my body as a weapon, as art, and as the ultimate form of control.My hands wrapped around the pole, and I let my body do what it was trained to do. Spinning, arching, swirling. Every muscle was engaged, every movement designed to seduce and captivate and make them forget everything except me.Silver’s cocaine, and Jax’s weed strains made everything sharper. I could feel their desire like heat against my skin, I could hear their breathing change, and quicken.I gripped the pole, wrapping one leg around it and spinning slowly, arching my ass out toward the

The apartment was a disaster. Clothes scattered everywhere, empty bottles, bodies sprawled across the leather sofa and the floor. The table was dusted with white powder residue, and the air, thick with sex and sweat and expensive cologne.It was an aftermath of a night that would have destroyed Jax's carefully constructed image and Silver’s portfolio if anyone had witnessed it.I was curled in my chair, wrapped in Jax's discarded shirt, watching the Romano brothers sleep tangled together on my sofa. Silver's arm was draped possessively across Jax's chest, their breathing synchronized in post orgasmic exhaustion. My clock showed 3:47 AM.And then Jax's phone, which was abandoned on the floor near his jeans, started ringing.He stirred, groaning, fumbling for it with barely opened eyes. He could barely focus when he looked at the screen, but he answered it anyway"Fuck," he muttered. "Hello?" Jax’s voice was hoarse. I couldn't hear the exact words on the other end, but I saw his fa

“But ask yourself why you're so angry at me when he's the one who made vows to you." Delilah said firmly."Because you knew he was married," Emilia hissed. "You knew, and you pursued him anyway. What kind of woman does that?""I don’t pursue men. Never" Delilah with fierce eyes. "And I’m not going to apologize for being younger, prettier, and more exciting than a wife who has let herself go.""Let myself go?!" Emilia's voice rose slightly, and a few women nearby glanced over curiously before looking away."I mean, when was the last time you aroused him with your naked body?" Delilah shrugged. "Marriages these days are just comfortable and boring. Sometimes men need someone who reminds them they're still desirable.""And you think that's you? You think you’re special?" Emilia fought to keep her voice down. "You're just a cliché. You’re the trash secretary sleeping with her boss. It's so pathetic.""At least I'm not the bitter wife clinging to a man who clearly wants something else outs

He was close enough now that she could smell his cologne and feel the heat radiating from his body. "I see how you look at him. You let him touch you more than you let me, and you make sure his wife sees it. I see what you're doing, and you act like I'm not even here."She smirked. "Why are you mad about me flirting with Jax in front of his wife? I thought you disliked Emilia?"Silver's jaw clenched. "We had an agreement. You'd fuck both of us, together. But you haven't even kissed me or let me put my dick in your mouth in days. I don't care about Emilia—I'm mad because I miss you."Delilah smiled. "That's not the real reason you're mad." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "You're jealous."Silver closed his eyes for a split second, like he was about to swear. She'd seen right through him. "I'm not—""You are." She stepped closer, testing him. "Admit it, Silver. You don't want him touching me because you want me all to yourself. You want to touch me more than he does. I'm giving him the

For the first time, uncertainty flickered across Gena's face. She looked from Jax to Delilah, who was now staring at her with cold, quiet fury."This isn't over," Gena hissed. "You’re hurting poor Emilia, intentionally. You took vows before God and everyone we know. You can't just throw her away for some secretary.""Personal assistant," Delilah corrected softly, a small smirk playing on her lips. "And I'm not just a warm body. Your daughter is.”Gena lunged forward, but Jax caught her by the shoulders and physically turned her toward the door."Out. Now.""Jax, get your hands off me and listen to me…”"I'm done listening to you. I'm done with your daughter's dramatics, your family's manipulation, and your complete disregard for boundaries." He opened the door and called out, "Security!"Two large men in dark suits appeared within seconds."Mrs. Langford is leaving," Jax said firmly. "Escort her out of the building. She's no longer welcome here without an appointment, which she will n