All Chapters of BAD REPUTATION : Chapter 171 - Chapter 178

Stefan swallowed hard at the mention of his former job. His plan was to leave tomorrow, but he'd wanted to do this for her first, "You made me this way, baby." He replied. She shook her head. "If anything, Juliana did."He smiled, all papa proud. "Yeah. She is something."She laid her head on his shoulder, hugging him. "So's her daddy," Alana said. "He's a knight you know. Sir Galahad. Maybe you've heard of him?"Stefan laughed to himself. A man would never have to worry about his ego or pride around Alana. He felt like a king in her arms. He felt loved and wanted. He was madly in love. And he knew what he had to tell her later tonight would tear them apart and destroy her trust.___________The scent of the candles still hung in the air. Steam curled lazily from the bathwater, long gone lukewarm, and the soft flicker of the only candle that was still on danced across Stefan’s bare chest. Alana lay against him, her cheek resting just below his collarbone, tracing small circles over

Stefan moved and she moved with him. Their rhythm set, they danced together, bodies joined, melded as they reached for the same, shattering end that awaited them. He stared down into her eyes, losing himself in their depths. She met his gaze and held it until finally, as he felt her body begin to fist around his, she closed her eyes, shrieked his name and shuddered violently as her body exploded from the inside.His own release came a scant moment later, and Stefan heard himself shout as the tremendous relief spilled through him again and again, as if the pleasure would never end.He carried her up to their bedroom, where she fell asleep almost immediately in his arms. He held her tight, lying awake and kissing her forehead repeatedly. In the early hours of the morning after he'd showered and gotten ready to go, Stefan stood at the foot of the bed for a few seconds longer, committing the sight of his wife to memory. Then he turned away, heading for the door with quiet, deliberate ste

He pulled the trigger.The shot rang out — but not from the leader’s gun.His body jerked backward, a crimson bloom spreading across his chest, then collapsed without another word.Stefan spun, gun raised — and saw Petre, standing in the doorway, smoking barrel in hand.“Come on!” Petre shouted. “More are coming!”Stefan didn’t hesitate. He hauled Reese up and ran, the sound of approaching vehicles echoing in the distance.“Move!” Petre yelled.They burst into the cold morning air just as two more SUVs rounded the corner. Petre fired at the tires while Stefan shoved Reese into the back seat of their car. Tires screeched as they sped off, bullets pinging against metal.For a long stretch, there was nothing but the sound of the engine and their ragged breathing. Then Stefan looked at his bloodied friend in the rear seat. “You okay?”Reese coughed hard, blood on his lip. “You shouldn’t have come, man. Your wife's going to kill you,”Stefan looked over, jaw tight. “Yeah she will, but I ha

He was a patient man, but at the moment he felt the insane urge to tumble her over and drive between her thighs until it was all either of them knew or could feel, but he remembered his injured shoulder and knew that he couldn't. “I want you naked,” he told her, and watched as she did as he asked, pulling her nightie over her head. She was completely naked now and he glanced up her body, following the line over her belly to her full breasts and then back down to the slim curve of her waist to her fuller hips. His cock strained upward, thrusting against her soft curls nestled at his base. His breath caught and wheezed out in a strangled gasp when she lowered her hands inside his boxers to grasp his cock.She smiled as she gently caressed his length. Up and down, she went until the blunt crest had widened and blood had rushed to the tip. It was nearly painful. Each touch drove him more daft by the minute. She was exquisitely gentle, until he was able to take it no longer, and he curle