All Chapters of Her Enemy’s Forbidden Temptation : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

11 Chapters

001- Cum in her throat

Vina had stopped counting the nights she promised herself this would be the last one.The room was dark, the air still carrying the faint vanilla ghost of yesterday’s candle, and six months of silence pressed in on her chest—six months of stolen looks at family dinners, whispered excuses, and the slow, terrifying realization that wanting Ethan, her sister’s husband, no longer felt like a choice. She laid naked on her back, knees bent high, thighs fallen wide open, craving for pleasure.The thick silicone vibrator hummed low against her clit—slow, relentless circles that made her hips twitch every few seconds. She dragged it down through her folds, then pressed the curved head inside just enough to stretch her entrance, letting the buzz sink deep before pulling it back to her swollen clit.Her breath came in shallow pants. Eyes squeezed shut. Mind locked on him. On the way it all began: Ash’s miscarriage last summer, the way Ethan had leaned on Vina for support while Ash shut down. One

002- The panic

Vina woke before the alarm, heart already hammering. Sunlight sliced through the blinds in cruel horizontal bars across her bed. Last night’s pleasure had evaporated; only the ghost of Ethan’s taste lingered in her throat, sour now, and the red blink of that camera burned behind her eyelids.She sat up too fast. The room spun. Her phone sat silent on the nightstand—no new texts from him, no missed calls from Ash. That silence felt worse than accusation. She’d swallowed him like it was salvation, and he’d recorded it. Why show her at all? To own her?She took a hot shower , scrubbing until her skin pinked, but the shame stayed lodged under her ribs. Her body had betrayed her last night—clenching, moaning, begging. Now her mind wouldn’t shut up. What if he sends it to Ash? What if he never does, and that’s worse?By 9:00 am, she was dressed in leggings and an oversized hoodie—armor, not seduction on a normal basis —when the doorbell rang. Tessa. Vina had texted her at 3 a.m.: Can’t talk

003- The lunch trap

Ashley’s POVI pushed through the glass doors of Ethan’s office building at 11:50 on the dot, the same way I always did when I brought him lunch or just wanted to steal ten minutes of his day. The receptionist gave me her usual small smile and waved me through without buzzing. Familiarity has its perks. The hallway smelled faintly of coffee and printer toner. My heels clicked softly against the polished concrete.Everything felt normal. I felt normal. Until I didn’t. I was maybe ten steps from his door when the voices leaked out—low, urgent, the kind of murmur people use when they think no one else is listening. “We will have a wedding and be powerful. You become my legitimate wife, and Ash can’t touch us.” Three words hit like ice water down my spine. Wedding. Legitimate wife.Ash can’t touch us. My feet stopped moving before my brain caught up, but inside, something ignited—a slow burn starting in my chest, spreading like wildfire through my veins. How dare he? How d

004- For your eyes only

Ashley’s POVI didn’t touch the envelope right away. I just sat there on the leather sofa in Ethan’s office, legs crossed, hands folded in my lap like I was waiting for a verdict I already knew was coming. The salmon had gone cold. Those stupid edible flowers looked like they were mocking me—tiny, fragile things trying to pretend everything was still beautiful.He waited. He always waited when he knew the silence would do more damage than words.Finally I leaned forward and picked it up. The paper felt wrong under my fingers—too light for what it carried. I tore the flap open.I was expecting divorce papers. The final, tidy end to seven years. Paragraphs about irreconcilable differences, asset splits, maybe a quiet line about no-fault so we could both save face.Instead, photographs spilled onto the desk like poison.Me. Naked. Sweaty. Tangled in sheets that weren’t ours. My head thrown back, mouth open in a way I’d never let him see. Different hotel rooms—Meridian’s ugly geometric he

005- Veins of ink

Ashley’s POVThe mansion felt colder after midnight. My heels clicked across the foyer marble like accusations no one else could hear. Richard, my dad was upstairs, lost to sleep and whatever pill he took to keep the world quiet. Ethan had come in late again, shirt collar open, bourbon already settling into his bloodstream. He thought the night was over.I knew better.He was in the study, standing at the window like some tragic king surveying his kingdom. The city lights painted long gold streaks across his face. I let the USB dangle from my fingers so he would see it before I spoke.“You really believed I’d just hand this over and disappear?” My voice stayed soft, almost conversational. “Plug it in. Let me see what you’ve been building with my money.”He turned. For one heartbeat his expression flickered—something close to surprise—then smoothed into that familiar, lazy confidence. He took the drive, slotted it home. The screen bloomed.Folders I wasn’t supposed to recognize so easi

006- Cum & Chaos

The apartment felt like it was shrinking around me. Ash’s text sat open on my phone, glowing in the dim light like an accusation I couldn’t answer.We need to talk. Family first. I know more than you think.I kept rereading it, waiting for the words to change. They didn’t. My chest hurt. My throat was too tight. The black sedan outside hadn’t moved since the sun went down. I kept glancing at the window, half-expecting Ash to step out of it, arms crossed, that perfect disappointed look on her face.I slid down the wall until I was sitting on the floor, knees to chest, phone clutched so hard my knuckles ached. Guilt clawed up my throat. Ash — the one who used to sneak me ice cream when Dad was yelling, who told me I was beautiful when I felt like trash — if she knew what I’d done… if she knew I’d let Ethan film me on my knees, mouth full of him… she’d never see me the same way again.A knock. Soft. Then the key turned.Tessa slipped in, eyes finding me instantly. She locked the door beh

007- The lunch mask

The driveway to the Kingsley mansion felt longer than it used to. Gravel crunched under my tires like it was chewing me up. I parked behind Ethan’s black SUV and sat there for a full minute, hands gripping the wheel, thighs still sore from last night. I hadn’t showered. His cum was dried on the inside of my thighs — a secret brand I carried into the house like contraband.I checked my reflection in the rearview. Eyes too bright. Lips still swollen. I looked like someone who’d been fucked and left wanting. Which I had.The front door opened before I rang the bell.Ash stood there in pale linen, hair loose, barefoot on the marble. She looked like summer and forgiveness.“Vina.” Her smile was soft. “You came.”She stepped forward and hugged me. I let her. Her arms were warm. Her hair smelled like coconut and the shampoo we used to steal from Mom. For a second I was ten again, hiding under her bed while Dad yelled.Then she pulled back and looked at me — really looked. “You okay? You seem

008- The first crack

I drove with the windows down, letting the night air slap my face until it stung. The city lights blurred into streaks, but I could still feel the dried evidence of Ethan inside me — a sticky reminder that I hadn’t washed him off. My skirt rode up every time I shifted gears, the seam of the seat pressing against swollen skin. I didn’t care. The ache between my legs was the only thing that felt honest right now.Ash’s voice kept looping in my head. Don’t let him own you. She’d said it like a plea, like she was trying to save me from drowning in the same water she’d never touched. I wanted to believe her. I wanted to turn the car around, crawl into her lap like I did when we were kids, and let her fix it.But I kept driving toward downtown.Ethan’s text had come through while I was still in the mansion driveway: You handled her perfectly. Meet me at the office. 9 pm. We need to talk strategy.Strategy. The word tasted like metal.I pulled into the underground garage of the glass tower t

009- The first plant

Morning light sliced through the blinds like it was trying to cut me open.I woke curled on my side, skirt twisted around my thighs, the faint dried stickiness of Ethan still between my legs. My phone lay on the pillow — screen dark, but I could feel the hidden folder inside it like a heartbeat. The dashboard screenshot. The contract clauses. The first piece of something that wasn’t his anymore.I didn’t shower. I didn’t want to lose the evidence on my skin.I opened the note app. Typed one line:Day 1: What I keep.Then I stared at it. No more words came.Coffee machine gurgled in the kitchen. I padded out barefoot, poured a mug, stood at the window. The black sedan was gone. The street looked normal. Too normal.My phone buzzed.Dad.Ash mentioned you’re not returning her calls. Everything okay?I stared at the message. Typed I’m fine. Busy. Hit send.Then another buzz.Dad again.She seems worried. Said you’ve been distant. And… something about money missing from a family account?

010- The second seed

The loft was quiet except for the low hum of the city far below. Rain streaked the floor-to-ceiling windows, turning the skyline into a blur of gold and silver. I stepped out of the elevator and found Ethan waiting on the open terrace, hands in the pockets of his charcoal button-down, sleeves rolled to the elbows. No shoes. No smile. Just the calm, steady gaze of a man who already knew I would come.I didn’t waste time on greetings. I crossed the space, pulled my phone from my pocket, and set it on the marble island between us.“Read it,” I said.He picked it up. Scrolled. The bank transfer first. Then the dashboard screenshot from his office. Then the voice memo from Ash’s townhouse. He pressed play.Ash’s voice filled the cool air — soft, concerned, sisterly.“I found a five-hundred-dollar transfer… I’m worried… Walk away… Don’t let him own you…”Ethan listened without expression. When the recording ended he set the phone down gently, as if it were something fragile.“She’s moving f

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