All Chapters of Delilah’s Guilty Pleasure: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

But Emilia said nothing. She just stood there, tears streaming down her face, watching helplessly as her mother was escorted toward the door."Fine! Fine, I'll go. Stop touching me!" Gena yanked her arm free and straightened her coat with as much dignity as she could muster. "But I want you to go tell Jax that this isn't over, Emilia. You hear me? You deserve better than this. You deserve better than him. He doesn’t love you anymore. Don’t you see it?"“Requesting backup to remove Mrs Langford from the venue” the security guard.She shot one last venomous glare toward the bouncer, Jax and Delilah before turning on her heel and storming out into the night.Emilia watched the door close behind her mother, tears streaming down her face despite her desperate attempts to hold them back. Her chest felt tight, like she couldn't breathe properly.When she turned around, several guests were staring at her with pity. Kate looked away quickly. Mr. Sutherland whispered something to his wife. The

The kitchen was quiet, separated from the ballroom by a long hallway. The staff had been instructed to use the catering entrance tonight, leaving this space empty and isolated. Perfect for hiding. Perfect for breaking down without witnesses.Emilia's fingers trembled as she opened her small beaded clutch and pulled out the bottle of sleeping pills her doctor had prescribed after her "mental breakdown" at Jax's office when she'd attacked Brianna. Strong sedatives. Powerful enough to knock someone out for hours.She unscrewed the cap and stared at the white pills inside.If she swallowed a handful of them—or the whole bottle—and overdosed, her problems would disappear. She would no longer feel this pain.She sighed and put the pills back into her purse.But she couldn't leave Jax. Not like that.Emilia sat alone in the kitchen for fifteen minutes, trying to compose herself and find the strength to return to her own birthday party.But she couldn't get the sounds out of her head.Jax's v

Silver's black Maserati pulled into the circular driveway of his minimalist glass-and-steel mansion just as the sun began to set. He killed the engine and sat for a moment, his hands still gripping the steering wheel, staring at the house he rarely stayed in anymore.Too big. Too empty. Too quiet.But tonight, it won't be empty.He glanced at Delilah in the passenger seat. She was looking out the window at the sprawling property, one eyebrow raised in appreciation, the first time she’d been here was at night, and she hadn’t seen how magnificent the property looked.“Welcome to Casa de Silver,” Silver said."Wow. Someone’s really showing off their money” she said with a smirk. “Trying to impress me already?”Silver laughed. "Delilah, you own more lingeries than most people own books. You can’t compare my house to such a collection""Lingeries are an investment.” Delilah turned to him, eyes glinting. "And don't pretend you don't love them."“Oh, I love them” He leaned over and kissed he

"Come on," Silver said, his voice softening as he turned back to her. "I want to show you something.""We're naked in your bed. What more could you possibly want to show me?"“Let me finish the grand tour. Then we can order food, open a bottle, and recreate the first time we met. But today I’ve got something special.”“What’s that?”Silver grinned and reached into his nightstand, pulling out a small transparent bag filled with icy white powder and a bottle of expensive whiskey. He held them up like prizes. “I’ve got enough entertainment, we’ve got all night, darling, and all that’s gonna happen in my studio. It’s on the third floor.” Silver waggled his eyebrows.“Is that Coke?” He nodded eagerly and Delilah's eyes lit up. "Oh, you're spoiling me tonight.""Baby, I haven't even started." He grabbed her hand and pulled her up. "Come on. Let's go make some naked art."Delilah laughed. "You just want an excuse to get me naked in your studio again.""I don't need an excuse, honey. You're

His fists unclenched and he grabbed her face to kiss her hard.Delilah smiled against his mouth, triumphantly. She knew this night was about to get a whole lot more wild.Silver was infuriated, and already half-hard under his low-slung sweats. “You need to learn to stop being a jealous prick, Jax.”Jax shoved past him, shoulder-checking Silver hard enough to make them both stumble. “I’m not sharing tonight. You’re being a greedy fucker and you’ve had your fill.”Delilah laughed, the sound light and heavily drugged, grabbed both their wrists, and led them back inside. She dragged them back upstairs to the huge open studio.Their sex painted canvass was still glaringly in the middle. The air smelled like paint, cum, and sex.She dropped to her back on the wide, paint-splattered canvas they’d been using as a fuck-mat all night. The oversized button-down rode up, exposing her bare, glistening pussy. “Come on, baby. I want you to fuck my pussy with your big cock”Jax snarled, unbuckled hi