All Chapters of Sinful Pleasures: In Bed With His Best Friend : Chapter 21 - Chapter 25

OLIVIA I almost followed his gaze, but forced my eyes back to him. “Your living condition is proof enough that you’re miserable,” he continued. “That you’re nothing without me and my money.” He leaned closer to the open window. “I mean, this place is no better than a slum. Tell me… why didn’t that man who gave you ten million dollars get you a better apartment?” That landed like a slap on my cheeks. I turned fully toward him, letting a smile spread across my face. “Still hung up over that?” I tilted my head, teasing. “It must have given you sleepless nights,” I added with a soft laugh. “But don’t worry. Like I said, time will tell. You’ll soon find out who the mystery man is.” His smirk returned, his jaw tightening as he scanned my face. “You’re really confident,” he sneered, “for someone who doesn’t have a job, lives in a shabby apartment, and has a terrible image in the media.” I shrugged, unfazed. “And none of that is your business,” I shot back. “Maybe you should fo

DANTE I could see the curiosity all over Dominic’s face—the rigidness of his jaw, the restless way he shifted his weight from one side to the other, and the sharp focus of his eyes locked on me. He was starving for answers. It must have haunted him night after night, lying awake, asking himself the same question: Who helped her with the divorce? How did she get away? After he thought he had her bound in his chains. After he thought she was stuck and helpless. But Olivia had slipped through his fingers… with my help. And now he was here, desperate to know the name of the man who pulled her out of his toxicity. Bastard. I leaned back on the couch, my gaze flicking to him. He didn’t deserve to know a thing, not even a hint. “Why do you need to know?” I asked, feeding his curiosity. He let out a dry scoff, shaking his head. “Maybe she was cheating,” he said quickly. “Maybe she’s not as innocent as she looks. You ever think of that? No one gives a woman ten million if sh

OLIVIA “I came as soon as my shift ended,” Lilian said, a little out of breath when I opened the door. She stopped, her eyes searching my face. “Why do you look so awful?” I stepped aside to let her in, running my fingers through my messy hair. “Didn’t sleep. I was up all night.” “Any luck?” she asked carefully. I shook my head, my shoulders dropping. “I called every leasing office I could find. Even some realtors. No one has anything and for others….” She set her bag down. “And?” “They all turned me down.” “What?” “At first they sound great,” I said, moving toward the couch. “The apartments are available, they’re friendly. Then I give them my name and suddenly—” I snapped my fingers. “everything changes. Either the place is suddenly taken, or they stop answering me altogether.” Lilian’s brows knit together. “Isn’t that… illegal?” “I don’t know,” I said, staring down at my phone. “But it’s happening.” I gave a tired shrug and sank into the couch. “I’m just… e