All Chapters of SCANDALOUS SECRETS : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ENIDThe way he kept saying "Get out" shouldn't have been terrifying. I mean it was a basic command, a very simple directive if you ask me. But coming from Knox Steele, in that gravelly, no-nonsense baritone, it made my knees suddenly feel like they were made of jelly even if I was still sitting. There was an edge to him I hadn’t seen in exactly twelve months ago—a sharp, rough coldness that promised absolutely no mercy. If I didn’t know him, if he wasn’t the man who had occupied every corner of my teenage daydreams, I’d probably be screaming my head off for a rescue.I swallowed the lump in my throat, opened the heavy door of the Mustang, and stepped out into the biting Chicago air. The wind whipped off the river, throwing strands of my honey-blonde hair across my face. I brushed them away, my eyes frantically scanning the environment for anything suspicious. I couldn't be stupid enough to trust this man. As much as he enjoyed playing the perfect gentle man, I knew there was a side

ENIDI remained there on my knees for a beat too long, the cool air of the study hitting my lips still very much wet with his cum.My father’s will sat on the desk, signed and official, but the victory felt hollow. My heart was thundering against my ribs, and lower down, the ache in my pussy was almost becoming a physical weight. I had just been used. Knox had treated my mouth like a convenience, a tool for his own release, and now he was calmly adjusting his shirt like he’d just finished another business lunch.I watched him tuck his cock—still glistening with a mixture of my saliva and the remnants of his cum—back into his slacks. The casualness of it made my blood boil. He was satisfied, centered, and completely in control, while I was left aching, burning, and vibrating with an urgent, humiliating need to release.I stood up, my legs trembling slightly, and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. "No," I said, my voice tight and strained.Knox didn't even look up as he buckled hi

CODYIt took me an effort to get up and tuck myself back into my jeans, the fabric feeling stiff and abrasive against my sensitive skin. Stephanie immediately fell into a deep slumber, chest heaving in a satisfied manner. My heart was still thundering against my ribs—a rhythmic pulse that seemed way too loud for the quiet room. I found the strength to get up and I stepped into Brie’s bathroom, splashed some cold water on my face, and stared at the mirror. My eyes were blown wide, my skin flushed a deep, tell-tale red. I looked like a guy who had just seen a ghost, or more accurately, a guy who had just spent twenty minutes living out his wildest, most illicit fantasy with his best friend’s mom.I wiped my face dry, took a deep breath to steady myself, and headed back downstairs.Brie was still hunched over her graph paper, the tip of her tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth in concentration. She didn't even look up until I pulled out my chair, the heavy wood scraping again

SERENA I stayed on the spot for barely twenty minutes when I suddenly felt like I just couldn't take it anymore. Anytime his eyes looked up, I felt like I was being lit on fire. The scratching of the charcoal against the heavy grain of the paper stopped abruptly. The silence that followed was heavy, broken only by the shallow, hoarse sound of my own breathing. I stayed frozen on the spot, my back arched until my spine protested, my breasts thrust out like a desperate offering under the blistering heat of Killian Reed's watching eyes. I could feel a stray bead of sweat—or perhaps the intense heat of my own arousal—trickle down the center of my chest. Fuck. When did I ever become this vulnerable to my feelings?Killian stood up as if sensing my tension. I resisted the urge to bite the corner of my lip— an old habit that clearly indicated my nervousness. But in this condition, it would definitely give Killian Reed the indication that I was painfully throbbing for him. He didn't say

ELENA Suddenly, the thought that someone could look through the windows and find me spread out, dripping with Julian's cum hit me. But it was nothing compared to the icy dread that prickled at the back of my neck. Julian was already at the sink in the far corner of the hall, calmly washing his hands as if he hadn't just rearranged my internal organs with his huge cock. "My roommate?" I managed to choke out, my voice sounding like it had been dragged through gravel. "You’re talking about Chloe?" Julian dried his hands with a paper towel, his movements slow and deliberate. He turned, leaning his hip against the counter, looking every bit the composed intellectual he proved to the world he was. "She’s a very diligent student, Elena. Very focused on her goals." I scrambled off the desk, my legs nearly giving out. I felt the wetness of him sliding down my inner thigh, a warm, sticky reminder of what had just happened. I grabbed my skirt, pulling it back into place with shaking hands