All Chapters of A Forbidden Affair : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Sleep didn’t come easy. Lena lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling as her mind wandered, replaying the events of the day; it replayed in her mind like a stubborn loop. Every time she shut her eyes, she saw him, Jayden. His shirtless body, the confidence that he carries, feels like the world bent to his will.It irritated her.She turned to her side with a frustrated sigh, pulling the duvet closer to her body. Why am I even thinking about him? She muttered quietly. She had come here to spend time with Richard. For peace. Not for… whatever this was.By the time morning came, she had barely slept.Sunlight filtered through the curtains, soft and golden, stretching across the room. Lena groaned softly, rubbing her eyes before sitting up. Her head was banging.“Great,” she whispered. “First day here and I already feel like shit.”She pushed herself out of bed and headed to the bathroom, hoping a cold splash of water would help.After a quick shower, she stood in front of her open suitcas

The next day Lena woke up as she heard her phone ring.Hello, yeah, who is this?"Uhm, are you Miss Lena?" a male voice asked.Yeah... how may I help you?Yesterday we arrested Jadyden Blake for reckless driving while drunk.What! She said as she almost gagged.How? He didn't leave the house, did he?So he gave us your number; you need to come over and bail him. I will see you at the address."Right, I'm on my way; give me some minutes," I say as the call ends.I can't believe this. How many problems does he want to bring to me?I should call Richard...or maybe not; he's probably busy since he has not called me today.She locks the door and waits for the taxi.Locating the station wasn't difficult; reaching there, she sighted an officer on the counter.Hello, please. I'm here to bail someone. She saidHe asked for her ID, and then she paid the bail amount.What's the name?Lenna QuinnHe gives her a quizzical look. Is that the person's name?"Oh, sorry," she says, embarrassed, Jayden.

Lena expected tension the moment she stepped into the house.Her mind had already played out different scenarios: Richard questioning her, suspicion in his eyes, maybe even anger. After all, she had spent the night out.But none of that happened.“Babe,” Richard said casually, walking up to her and placing a light peck on her lips, like everything was okay.The ease in his tone irritated her more.“You don’t care to know where I was?” she asked.“Of course I do,” he replied smoothly.She folded her arms. “Really?”“Jayden called this morning,” he added. “He told me he was with you, so I knew you were okay.”Lena blinked.“Oh.”“Wait… where did you sleep?”Richard hesitated.For the first time, he looked scared to face her.“I… uh…” his gaze dropped briefly, like he couldn’t meet her eyes.That was enough.“Really?” Lena scoffed, brushing past him without waiting for an answer.Something inside her died instantly.Later that afternoon, Lena sat quietly in the living room, her thoughts

The next morning she decided to make breakfast for everyone; she was making bacon and eggs. Just then Richard reaches for her waist, giving her a kiss on her neck. Woah! This smells so good. He said "Good morning," she said, smiling. You didn't need to do all this; we could order food. He said, caressing her arm. Yeah, I just wanted something homely. The door is pushed open, and Jayden walks in. The damp weight of his shirt did nothing to hide the heavy pull of his chest as he breathed, the fabric sticking to every hard line and curve of his torso. She couldn't look away from the way his hair, dark and messy, clung to the nape of his neck, or the way a single drop of sweat tracked a slow, agonizing path down the sharp edge of his jaw. He moved with a lazy, post-workout ache, his shoulders seemingly wider than the doorway. When he reached for a bottle of water, the muscles in his forearms flexed. He looked flushed in the best way possible. She didn't realize her lips were sl

The evening air was calm; Richard had insisted on the date.The soft candlelight, the clinking of glasses, the romantic atmosphere, the way he made her feel seen for the first time in a while.By the time they returned home, the car rolled into the driveway.From the window, Lena spotted a figure; it was Jayden.He stood just outside the house, beside a woman. They were laughing about something.As Richard parked, Jayden glanced up. Their eyes met briefly before his expression settled into something unreadable.“Hey,” he greeted casually as they approached.The woman beside him turned too.And that was when it hit her.A flash of memory struck her hard.The first day she arrived at the house. She was the lady that was Jayden.Her stomach twisted violently.The lady smiled politely, but her eyes lingered a little too long, scanning her in a way that made her skin crawl.“Good evening,” she said softly.Her voice felt distant, drowned under the rush of blood in her ears.She forced a no