All Chapters of 100 WAYS TO SIN: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Victoria’s POVThe chairman’s voice on speaker cut through the quiet morning like a knife. I was still pressed against Tristan’s warm body in my bed, my hand wrapped around his cock, feeling him throb in my palm after everything we had shared the night before. My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I felt dizzy. Anonymous tip. Improper relationships. Your new personal assistant by name. I pulled my hand back like I had been burned and sat up fast, clutching the sheet to my chest even though Tristan had tasted every inch of me hours earlier. My thighs still felt sticky. My body still ached in the best way. And now this.“Victoria?” the chairman said again, sharper this time. “We need you in the office immediately. This could damage the company if it spreads before we contain it.”“I’ll be there within the hour,” I said. My voice came out surprisingly steady even though my hands were shaking. “Have legal and compliance waiting.” I hung up and dropped the phone on the nightstand.T

LILA Lila stood near the dessert table at her mother’s engagement party and tried to smile like everything was normal. The big backyard was full of people laughing and clinking glasses under string lights. Her mom looked happier than Lila had ever seen her, standing beside Damien in a soft cream dress. Lila was happy for them. She really was. But her stomach would not settle. She had only met Damien twice before tonight. He seemed kind and steady, the kind of man her mom deserved after years of struggling alone. Lila had been excited about the idea of a new family. Then Damien had casually mentioned during dinner last week that he had a son from his first marriage. A son who would be at the party tonight. A son who was twenty years old and had been mostly out of Damien’s life until now. Lila smoothed her hands down the front of her light blue sundress. The fabric clung a little to her curves and the hem brushed her thighs when she moved. She felt too aware of her own body tonight

LILAI lay in bed staring at the ceiling and could not get the image of Asher out of my head. The way he had looked at me in the dark kitchen. Bare chest. Low basketball shorts. The way his eyes had moved over my legs when I bent for the water. My body still felt hot and restless even though I had been back in my room for over an hour. I pressed my thighs together under the thin sheet but that only made the ache between my legs sharper. I rolled onto my side and hugged a pillow to my chest.This was wrong. He was going to be my stepbrother. My mom was marrying his dad in three months. We would be family. Sitting across from each other at holidays. Sharing a bathroom. Hearing him move around in the room across the hall every night. The thought made my stomach twist with guilt but also sent another rush of warmth through me. I hated how much I wanted to know what he sounded like when he was asleep. What he looked like first thing in the morning.I got up and walked to my window. The bac

LILAI sat on the edge of my bed with my knees pulled up to my chest and tried to calm my racing heart. The house was quiet again but every small sound made me tense. The almost kiss in the pool kept playing in my head. The way Asher’s fingers had felt on my shoulder. The heat in his eyes when he looked at me. I pressed my thighs together under my t-shirt and felt the slick warmth between my legs. My body would not settle. My mind would not stop.A soft knock sounded on my door. My breath caught. I knew who it was before he even spoke. I stood up on shaky legs and walked to the door. When I opened it Asher was standing there in the dark hallway. His chest rose and fell quickly. His green eyes locked on mine and I felt that look everywhere. In my stomach. In my chest. Between my legs.He stepped inside without a word and closed the door behind him. The click sounded loud in the quiet room. We stood facing each other with only a foot of space between us. I could see the tension in his s

LILAI stood inside Asher’s room with the door closed behind me and my heart beating so hard I could hear it in my ears. The only light came from the small lamp on his nightstand. It cast soft shadows across his face and made his green eyes look even darker. He stood a few feet away in just a pair of shorts. His chest rose and fell quickly. I could see the tension in his shoulders and the way his hands flexed at his sides like he was trying not to reach for me too fast.Neither of us spoke at first. The silence felt heavy with everything we had been holding back for weeks. All the almost kisses. All the secret touches under the dinner table. All the nights I had lain awake listening for sounds from his room across the hall. I took a small step closer and the carpet felt soft under my bare feet. My t-shirt brushed against my thighs and reminded me how little I was wearing.Asher’s eyes moved over me slowly. From my messy hair down to my bare legs and back up to my face. The look made h