SHATTERED AND TEMPTED의 모든 챕터: 챕터 41 - 챕터 50

FREYA POVI woke up to the sound of the ocean; it’s morning.Steve’s arm was slung heavy across my waist, his chest rising slow and steady against my back, his cock still half-hard and nestled inside me from when we’d drifted off like that— I didn’t move at first.I just lay there listening to him breathe, feeling the slow throb of him every time my walls fluttered around the intrusion. My thighs were sticky. My core ached in that deep, satisfying way that made me want to clench just to feel him twitch. The sheets were damp beneath us—a combination of sweat, cum, and the mess I’d made when I came the second time (and the third, when he’d flipped me onto my stomach and taken me from behind while whispering filthy Russian praise against my ear).Guilt arrived last—quiet, creeping, curling around my ribs like smoke.I stared at the doorway we’d fucked against last night. The candle had burned down to nothing; only a small puddle of wax remained on the table. The photo was still there, f

FREYA POVI leaned my head back against the leather headrest and watched Steve’s.He focused on the drive as if nothing had happened; he definitely knew I wanted to know what was going on. He could feel my eyes on him, and he could feel the way my breath hitched every time the engine roared louder, but he chose not to talk about it, focusing on the drive.I looked down at the center console, where the phone was now dark. I wanted to reach out and grab it and read the full thing, but I know I can’t.I exhaled slowly, trying to force the tension out of my shoulders. I followed his lead. leaned back into the car seat and tried to focus on the blur of trees passing by the window. Even though deep down I knew there was a problem. A big one.The name Mark was now a poison to my ears. Hearing it today, after the peace I had found in Steve’s arms, felt like a slap in the face. I didn't know what Mark had done now, and I didn't know why Steve’s people were talking about him.Steve didn't look

STEVE POVI looked down at Mark’s hands—his weak, shaking fingers bunching up my shirt. I didn’t flinch. I didn't even move to strike him. I just felt a cold, dark satisfaction. He had given me the excuse I needed, I have never forgiven him for hurting Freya the last time.“I have been looking forward to seeing this miserable face,” I said, my voice dangerously calm. I leaned in until our foreheads almost touched. “I’m glad you crossed the line again.”With a sudden, violent shove, I threw him back. Mark hit the floor hard, his limbs tangling with the chair he had just kicked over. I didn’t wait for him to find his feet. I turned on my heel and walked toward the exit“Wait! Where are you going? Who are you?!” Mark screamed with a panicked voice I reached the door and stepped through. Before he could scramble off the floor and chase me, I slammed it shut to his face. I could hear Mark fist hitting the door, followed by his throat-tearing scream as he realized he was truly trapped.“

FREYA POVIt took nearly an hour to get Luna to settle down. She was buzzing with a kind of restless energy that only a child can carry after a day of pure, uncomplicated fun. She insisted on giving me every single detail of her afternoon at the park—the exact height she reached on the swings, the color of the butterfly that landed near her shoes, and the taste of the strawberry ice cream Diana had bought for her. I sat on the edge of her bed, nodding and smiling, forcing myself to be present in her world of bright colors and simple joys while my own mind was stuck somewhere else.In the middle of her excitement, she paused and looked at me with wide, innocent eyes."Daddy once said I can't climb the big rope ladder alone, but I did today, Mommy," she said, her voice filled with a simple, quiet pride. "I got all the way to the top."The mention of Mark hit me like a cold draft. She said it so purely, unaware of the chaos her father was currently causing. I forced a smile, tucking a s

FREYA POVI moved with a quiet urgency, my heart hammering against my ribs as I left the training wing behind. This was a gamble, but it was also an opportunity as well and it’s too perfect to ignore. I walked straight to Steve’s room, my eyes scanning the hallway to ensure Nana or the other staff members were occupied elsewhere. When I reached his door, I hesitated for only a second before twisting the handle. It was unlocked.I slipped inside and closed the door softly behind me. A small smile touched my lips, and I muttered a silent prayer of thanks that my plan hadn’t been ruined by a simple locked latch. I stood still for a moment, taking in the interior. I had been in this room before, but I hadn’t had the time to examine it closely then.My eyes briefly drifted toward the door where Steve had touched me—the way he had pinned me against it. I felt heat rise in my cheeks as the memory of his touch threatened to distract me, but thankfully, I managed to snap myself back into focus