All Chapters of My Enemy [BL]: Chapter 551 - Chapter 560

ELLISWhen Julian’s hands pressed gently on my hips with that questioning touch, I knew what he was after without either of us needing to say a word.The water around us had cooled a bit, but the steam hung thick in the air, softening the bathroom’s edges.Honestly, the idea of missionary position seemed a bit silly in the cramped tub.But Julian being Julian, found a way to make it possible.He carefully maneuvered me onto my back, one strong arm braced against the edge of the tub for leverage while the other supported my lower back.The shift caused a splash of water to cascade over the edge, making us both laugh breathlessly between kisses we couldn’t seem to stop.With my knees bent as best they could be in the tight space, I tried to wrap my legs around his waist, but one heel slipped against the slick surface, earning a low chuckle from Julian as he adjusted, his wet hair sticking to his forehead, a faint sheen of soap still visible on his shoulder.The tub rim dug into one of m

ELLIS He grinned, and the brightness of it made the shop feel a whole degree warmer. "Hello, my pretty professor." Heat rushed to my face. "Shut it, and don’t call me that." "Why not?" "Because it’s embarrassing." "I think it fits." I folded my arms, trying for a serious look but mostly failing. "So... buying flowers?" "No." "Then why are you here?" "I came to visit my favorite tutor." I couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. My reaction automatic even while a small voice in my head noted how easily he could get that out of me. "...How did you even know I worked here?" "A little birdie told me." "What the hell does that even mean?" Jeremy laughed, the sound carefree and easy. "A magician never reveals his secrets." He dramatically reached into his backpack, as if he’d been planning this moment. "Actually..." He pulled out a sheet of paper and held it toward me. "I wanted to show you something." I took it and blinked. "...One hundred?" Jeremy rubbe

ELLISI frowned, still holding the glass. The thin rim pressed against my fingertips, colder than it had any right to be in the warm air of the apartment. "Better?""This dorm."She looked toward the window. Evening light spilled through the glass in long, honey-colored bars, catching the sharp line of her profile and turning the edges of her dark hair almost bronze. For a moment she seemed less like a person who had just walked into my life uninvited and more like something painted—precise, deliberate, and slightly out of place against the ordinary furniture."I don’t understand why Julian insists on staying somewhere like this."I glanced around the apartment, trying to see it through the eyes of someone who clearly considered marble countertops and private rooms a form of mild exile. The open-plan kitchen gleamed under recessed lighting. The counters really were marble, cool, veined stone that still felt faintly luxurious under my palm whenever I set a mug down. Stainless-steel app

ELLISShe let out a dramatic sigh, the kind that you could tell had been perfected over years."Honestly? Is that really how you’re going to greet your sister after all this time?""You didn’t answer my question.""I came to see my baby brother."Tilting her head, she examined him the way a jeweler inspects a gemstone for flaws."Our mother was starting to wonder if you’d forgotten you had a family.""I haven’t.""No?"Her smile became sharper."Then maybe you could explain why you’ve ignored every phone call for the past month."I shifted my gaze between them, watching their back-and-forth like a tennis match neither of them wanted to win.Suddenly, all of Julian’s habits made much more sense, avoiding tough conversations, bottling things up. It seemed emotional repression really was a family trait, like an heirloom nobody wanted but kept out of obligation."I’ve been busy.""I’m sure."Her eyes darted to me as she said that and I in return frowned at her.Dianne took a sip of her wa

ELLISThat night, we ended up where we always did: in bed. His arms wrapped around me before I could even get comfortable, pulling me back until my head rested against his chest, his familiar warmth settling around me like a cozy blanket that had opinions about personal space.The sheets were cool at first, then slowly warmed under the combined heat of our bodies. Outside, a distant car passed, its headlights briefly sweeping across the ceiling before vanishing again.Usually, I’d complain. I’d joke about being treated like a giant teddy bear or maybe threaten to charge him rent for using my back as a headrest and push him away just to watch him fight to pull me back into his arms just for fun.But tonight, I just let it happen.His embrace was tighter than usual, almost protective.As if he believed that if he held me tightly enough, nothing from outside our apartment could reach me. Unfortunately, anxiety wasn’t deterred by physical barriers. It climbed into bed anyway, uninvited, a