Todos los capítulos de Dangerous Cravings: Sinfully Tangled With My Stepbrother : Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

LUCIAN’S POVEzran’s head shot up so fast he nearly headbutted my chin.“Punish me?” His eyes went comically wide, some color finally returning to his face out of sheer indignation. “Lucian, I got drugged. That is not the same as sneaking off to a party.”“You still accepted a drink from a stranger.”“I didn’t know it was drugged! That’s the whole point of drugging someone!”“Regardless. I believe a report is in order.”Ezran’s face went through several stages of horror in rapid succession. “No.”“Two thousand words is the minimum.”“Lucian, I nearly died last night.”“You didn’t nearly die, baby. You were closely monitored by a highly competent boyfriend with high self control all night.”“That’s not the point!” He shoved weakly at my chest, biting his bottom lip. “I am not writing an essay on beverage safety like I’m twelve years old.”“I never said beverage safety.”“Then what?” he looked up at me.“‘Why I Should Always Listen To Lucian Banks.’ Minimum two thousand words by Monday.”

EZRAN’S POV“Absolutely not those,” Jeanne said, wrinkling her nose at the balloon arrangement I had pulled up on my laptop screen. “He’ll take just one look at the glittery gold balloons and immediately suspect something’s wrong with your judgment.”“What’s wrong with gold balloons?”“Nothing, if you’re throwing a party for a sorority girl. But Lucian would rather set the house on fire than stand under glittery arches.”Charlyn, seated across the wine cabinet with her own laptop open, hummed in agreement without looking up. “She’s right. Keep it simple and understated. Besides, he’s never been one for excessiveness, despite the family’s obvious means.”I closed the balloon tab, chastened. “Okay. So what, then?”“Candles,” Charlyn suggested. “String lights, maybe. But if has to be something warm rather than flashy.”“That I can work with.”It was Wednesday evening, two days before the birthday itself, and the three of us had somehow turned the wine attic into an “Operation Birthday pl

EZRAN’S POVBreakfast with Lucian was silent, my mind racing through the day’s timeline even as I forced myself to appear perfectly relaxed across the table from him.“You’re quiet, baby.” he observed, studying me over his coffee.“Just tired. I’ve had a long week with so much school work, assignments and mini projects to do, I guess.”“Mm.” He didn’t look entirely convinced, but he let it go, reaching over to brush a stray curl from my forehead instead. “I’ll make it up to you this afternoon. Somewhere peaceful and serene.”“I’m looking forward to it.”More than you know, I thought, hiding my smile behind my coffee cup.He left for his investor meeting shortly after, pressing an unhurried kiss to my lips at the door. The moment his car disappeared down the driveway, I sprang into motion, texting Jeanne and Charlyn in the group chat.[Me: He’s gone. The timeline starts now.][Jeanne: On my way to pick you up.][Charlyn: I am already at the terrace house with the caterers. Everything’s

EZRAN’S POVI woke slowly, sunlight filtering warm through the curtains, Lucian’s arm draped heavy across my waist, his breathing slow and even against the back of my neck.For a long moment, I simply lay there, cataloguing the details of last night, the steady warmth of him pressed against my back.“What are you thinking of, baby?” Lucian murmured against my shoulder, his voice rough with sleep.Oh. He was awake.“You.” I said as-a-matter-of-factly.“You’re so sweet, precious.” He pressed a lazy kiss to my shoulder blade, his right arm tightening around me. “How are you feeling?”I considered the question properly, taking note of the pleasant ache settled through my limbs, the warmth still humming quietly beneath my skin. “Good. Really good, actually.”“No regrets?”“None.” I turned in his arms to face him properly, finding his gray eyes soft and unguarded in the morning ray. “So… is this the best birthday gift you could’ve asked for?”“You’ve officially ruined every birthday that c

EZRAN’S POVMonday Morning, 9:56am“You’re glowing, bestie,” Erik announced the moment I sat down beside him in the lecture hall.I squinted at him like he had suddenly sprouted a second head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”“You absolutely do.” He leaned closer, lowering his voice conspiratorially. “How was the birthday? Did you drive Lucian crazy just like I taught you? I want some steamy details, you know.”“Good Lord, Erik! We’re in class for fuck’s sake.”“Class hasn’t started yet. We have exactly four minutes, so talk fast.”I glanced around, ensuring no one was paying particular attention, before finally relenting slightly. “It went well. Really well, actually.”“Define ‘really well’, Ezran Banks.”“Erik.” I let out a groan, rubbing my already aching head.“I need specifics, Ezran. I helped orchestrate the entire sexcapades operation from the sidelines with my wisdom and guidance. At least, I deserve a full report.”I rolled my eyes, though I couldn’t fully suppress m