Forbidden Pleasures: Hot Collection 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 31 - 챕터 40

Forbidden Pleasures Brother-in-Law’s Secret 12 Almost Caught Emma’s POV The atmosphere in the house had shifted. It was no longer the warm, welcoming home I had moved into just a few months ago. Now, every hallway felt like a narrow tunnel, and every room felt like it was rigged with tripwires. The silence wasn't peaceful anymore; it was heavy, filled with the things we weren't saying. It was a Tuesday morning, and the air was thick with the scent of rain and laundry detergent. Emily had been in a whirlwind of activity, preparing for a dinner party she wanted to host over the weekend. She was in and out of the house, her mind preoccupied with guest lists and menu options. "I'm heading to the store!" she called out from the foyer, her heels clicking against the hardwood. "I forgot the organic flour and those specific olives Alex likes. I’ll be back in twenty minutes!" The sound of the front door closing and the engine of her car fading down the driveway felt like a starting pis

Forbidden Pleasures Brother-in-Law’s Secret 14The Good NewsEmma’s povThe next two days were a blur of fear. I felt like I was waiting for a bomb to go off. Every time my phone buzzed, I jumped. Every time a car pulled into the driveway, I thought it was Rachel coming to end my life. I couldn't eat, and I couldn't sleep.Then, Alex came to find me. He looked calmer than he had in weeks. He told me, "Emma, stop shaking. I’m going to handle it. I’m going to make sure she never says a word."I didn’t ask him how. I didn’t want to know about the dark things he might have to do or say to someone like Rachel. I just wanted to be able to breathe again. I just wanted the nightmare to stop.That evening, Emily told us she was going out. Some of her old friends from college were in town, and they were meeting for a long dinner at a fancy place downtown. She looked so pretty when she left. She kissed Alex on the cheek and hugged me, telling me to have a relaxing night. I felt like a monster a

Forbidden Pleasures Brother-in-Law’s Secret 16 Six Months LaterEmma’s pov Six months had passed since the night my world went up in flames.I was living in a small, cramped apartment on the complete opposite side of the city. It wasn't fancy like the mansion I had lived in with Emily and Alex. The walls were thin, the kitchen was tiny, and the floorboards creaked whenever I walked. But it had a small balcony where I could sit in the mornings with a cup of coffee and watch the cars go by. It was a quiet place where I could hide. I spent most of my time trying to forget the look on Emily’s face and the sound of that bedroom door slamming shut.I hadn’t spoken a single word to my sister since that night. I had tried to call her, but my number was blocked. I tried to send her emails, but they were never answered. Even my parents couldn't fix it. They were angry and disappointed, stuck in the middle of a war they didn't ask for. They told me that Emily was a shell of herself, and that

Forbidden Pleasures Stepfather’s Secret Obsession 1 The DiscoveryMy name is Anna, and I had the perfect secret life.By day, I was the sweet, obedient 21-year-old stepdaughter who helped my mom around the house and smiled politely at family dinners. By night, I was “Diamond” one of the most requested girls at Velvet Lounge, the high-end strip club downtown.I needed the money. College wasn’t cheap, and I refused to ask my stepfather, Mark , for anything. He was rich, powerful, and intimidating as hell a 42-year-old businessman who ran half the city. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp jawline, salt-and-pepper hair, and piercing dark eyes that always seemed to see too much.He had married my mom five years ago. I tried to hate him. I really did. But the way he looked at me sometimes… it made my stomach flutter in ways I knew were wrong.Tonight was supposed to be a normal shift.I was on stage in my signature black lace set, heels high, body moving to the slow, seductive beat. Th

Forbidden Pleasures Stepfather’s Secret Obsession 3 The Fragile Facade Anna’s POV The next morning felt disturbingly normal. Sunlight streamed through the kitchen windows in cheerful, golden shafts as I padded downstairs, the hardwood cool against my bare feet. I was swimming in an oversized sleep shirt and shorts, trying to shake the cobwebs of a restless night from my head. The house smelled of home: rich French roast and crispy bacon. Mom was at the stove, her hips swaying slightly as she hummed a melody I didn't recognize. She looked happy. Radiantly, devastatingly happy. Mark sat at the kitchen island in his usual spot, the morning paper spread out before him like a shield. Just a regular Sunday morning. Except for the secret burning holes in my pocket. “Morning, sweetie!” Mom said brightly, her eyes crinkling as she flipped a pancake. “I made your favorite—blueberry. Sit down, coffee’s fresh.” “Thanks, Mom,” I forced out, my voice sounding thin even to my own ears. I sl