All Chapters of TASTEFULLY INDECENT: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

02"I'm so sorry!" Helene rushed out as quickly bent dien to pick the disaster she had just created. The couple in matching outfits sge was supposed to serve their dinner gave her annoying looks, but neither of them said anything."I'm really sorry." Dhe repeated as she threw the spinach on the tray and got up. She dashed away quickly, tears already streaming down her face.That was the second order she had messed up in the space of two hours. The head of chef at The Place took one look at her, and the messed up tray in her hands had shook his head. Silently, he pushed another tray in her direction. Helens gave him a grateful smile before she grabbed the tray and rushed out to get the order to the couple who were not making a ruckus, demanding yo see the manager.She dropped the order on the table and smiled at them apologetically. "It's on the house. To say sorry for the other time." The couple mellowed instantly, and Helene sighed with relief. She was saved once again, even though

Anita's POVThe air was thick with the smell of money even from the distance where I was from where the annual charity event among the millionaires was taking place. From the expensive perfume to the delicious food wafting in the air and the expensive cigarettes smell, everything screamed rich.My heels clicked on the marble tiles of the hallway, the sound almost lost from the voices that came from the hall.Just before I gave the securities at the door my VVIP pass card, I stopped and reexamined my makeup to make sure it was still flawless. It still was, and that was because it was done by the number one makeup artist of New York. My spaghetti strap dress from Luxury Columnist seated nicely on my body, accentuating my curves at all the right places. The slit at the front revealed my perfectly waxed long legs that were shimmering from the effect of the glow oil. My hair was still in its perfect bun, with only a few strands left hanging at the front to fall on a side of my face that w

The fluorescent lights of the hallway were humming a low, jagged tune that seemed to vibrate directly against my skull, a headache blooming behind my eyes as I fought to keep my gaze fixed firmly on the scuffed linoleum beneath my sneakers. My locker was a metal tomb of failed tests and forgotten assignments, but today it had been turned into a display case for someone’s pathetic attempt at humor. The cartoon was taped right at eye level, a charcoal-smudged caricature of my body that exaggerated every curve until it was nothing more than a punchline, the lines thick and unkind. I peeled it off with fingers that had gone numb, the paper tearing in my grip, and I could still hear the echo of the laughter that had followed me down the corridor earlier. It was a sound like dry leaves skittering over pavement, cold and persistent, and it burned in my ears with a heat that made my skin feel entirely too tight."Hey, Kiera," a voice sneered, drifting from the crowd of seniors leaning against

CHAPTER ONE“I want you to search every nook and cranny of the mansion and capture everyone. Whoever resists, kill then!” Sandro commanded his men. A guy advanced toward him, knife aimed directly fir his throat. He stepped forward, grabbing the man’s hand. He twisted it until a crack sounded. The knife fell from the clutch of the man who wallowed in pain. Sandro dropped to the ground, grabbing the knife. Before the other man could process what was going on, the knife was embedded into his chest where his heart should rest. “Bloody idiots,” Sandro grumbled, cleaning the blood on his hands over the clothes of the fallen man. “Jesus Christ!” A small feminine voice startled from a distance.Sandro looked up to find a beautiful redhead looking at him in shock, staring from him to the dead body on the floor. He got up slowly and stalked over to her. He watched with amusement as she took steps back each time he advanced. When her back touched the door behind her, she gasped. Sandro cleared

Sandro has waited for this moment since the very first time he laid his eyes on the petite redhead. He watched as she struggled against the restraints holding her in place. “Hey. Let me go. This. Instance!” She tried for intimidation. He chuckled at her and her eyes flashed angrily at him. He shrugged, not willing to give her any ounce of emotion.“You monster! You dare to hold me hostage?!" Lilith screamed again. Sandro skittered to her slowly, his eyes lit up in anticipation. He lowered himself, his eyes burning into hers. She hissed in his face, her body perfectly still. He stretched up, silently applauding her courage. Despite her fear, she was hiding it well from him.But he knew just how to rile her willpower. He stalked to the board filled with the torture tools abd examined the wall, letting the silence shook over them. “So, what shall we begin with?” He asked, rattling the weapons on the board. His eyes slanted back to Lilith whose eyes were rounded with shock. He grabbed