All Chapters of Fire Between Us!: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Louis's POVBlood splattered across the concrete floor as I slit the betrayer's throat in front of me. It ended quickly, too quickly. The basement walls didn't get to hear any blood-curdling screams tonight.The most unbearable thing in this world is betrayal. I loathe it.I would have loved to take my time, to drain the life out of him slowly and painfully, to watch regret settle in his eyes. But tonight, I don't have the luxury of patience. I have somewhere to be.It was time to get what I'd wanted for far too long.Lisa!"Clean this up," I ordered, tossing the knife onto the metal table and peeling off my gloves."And don't disturb me tonight unless you're dying."Mousin only nodded, smart enough not to test my mood."I've sent the location to Lisa." He said. "She'll be there in half an hour."My jaw tightened.I hate when anyone else says her name. It feels wrong, like something private being touched. As if I alone have the right to say it, to claim it. Everything about her fee

Lisa's POVMy body felt broken.Every bone ached like it had been crushed, like I'd been hit by a truck and left there overnight. Even breathing felt heavy. Sex was never supposed to feel like this. It was supposed to be quick. A release. An end.Last night, I had actually prayed for him to finish sooner because it had become too much to take. The sensations were everywhere. Not just between my legs but deep in my body, in my muscles, even in my toes. Waves after waves until I didn't know where I ended and it stopped.Fuck!I never imagined Louis could push me to that point. Not begging for more but begging him to stop. He gave too much. So much that my body couldn't keep up.I should have felt satisfied. Fulfilled. Instead, guilt sat heavy in my chest.What am I doing with my life? How did I reach a place where I am sleeping with a man for money.I don't know how long this will last. Days. Weeks. Months?And somewhere in the chaos, another fear crept in quietly. Attachment!Sex was

Lisa's POV"Of course, you got these…" I flipped the pages."Businessman!" The word rolled off my tongue sharper than intended."You look hurt." He raised an eyebrow, amused, leaning back in his chair like he already knew the answer."Who? Me?" I scoffed, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. "Just surprised but I shouldn't be…" My voice lost strength near the end, drowned by the tension sitting heavy between us.It was a contract, cleanly typed, brutally clear. It stated every detail of the deal between us and a strict clause declaring I was never allowed to disclose it to anyone. The consequences if I ever did were listed right below, cold, calculated, unmerciful.I signed it without a blink, the pen scratching louder in the silence than it should have."How can you do this to Siana?" I asked, genuinely looking at him this time, watching the shadows shape his jawline. "She is a sweet girl and perfect for your reputation.""I don't like sweet." He grabbed the file from my

Louis's POVI hate parties. I hate talking to people. I hate the fake laughs, the pointless handshakes, the flashing cameras disguised as phone screens. But it comes with business, and I have to do it. No matter how much I despise it.In this painfully boring night, there would be only one thing that could keep me entertained.Lisa!It was already late. Where the hell is she? Just looking at her makes me feel at place. Her presence fills the emptiness of my life that I never realized I even had until she walked into it. It's infuriating how much power one woman can hold over a man who never wanted to feel anything at all.I reached for my phone, ready to call her, but she walked in at the same second.And fuck!She looked like a walking definition of beauty. The shimmery gold fabric of her dress caught every trace of light in the room, making her glow even in the dim-lit ballroom. The deep neckline framed her collarbone perfectly, those delicate curves begging for attention, and I con

Lisa's POVHis hand grabbed my waist like he was personally offended that anyone else had even breathed near me on that dance floor. It wasn't rough but it was firm. The kind of grip that didn't ask for permission, didn't need to. His palm sat there like it had already memorized the shape of me. Like my body was something he had mentally claimed long before this moment.The music wasn't loud either, but it was intense. Slow bass heavy lounge beats that felt more like a command than a melody. The kind that makes your heartbeat adjust to it without realising.Louis pulled me in smoothly, almost irritatingly smoothly, like he knew exactly how much control to apply to ruin my breathing but not make it look messy. One arm curved behind my lower back, guiding me like I was part of the choreography he had already practised in his head. His height, his posture, his stance, all natural dominance. Effortless. Like he was born to tower, and I was born to fit right there.I waited for words but n