All Chapters of HOTTIE NEXT DOOR: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Arielle's POVThe guy had a phone pressed to his ear but I didn't hear what he was saying. I just didn't care. I was too focused on his piercing blue eyes and his biceps standing out through the shirt he wore. He had that look that could make even the toughest pussy drip. I even had to squeeze my thighs together just to put myself in check.I was just taking a morning stroll around the service apartment complex I rented and seeing this hunk in human form was intoxicating.The sun was barely up and he was already out here looking like that. He walked towards the apartment which was about a stone's throw from mine and that was when it clicked. This man was my actual neighbour.Oh gosh. My eyes would never get bored as long as I lived here.I preened myself, ran a hand through my hair and walked towards him just as he slid his phone into his pocket. He turned and fixed those sexy eyes on me. That look he gave me just then. I would have stripped out completely if he'd asked me to.I let o

Arielle's POVI sat up.“You'll assume the role of a patient and I'll be the doctor.""Sounds interesting." I smiled. "What illnesses can you treat?""You'll find out. Soon." His eyes stayed on mine. "Let's not rush things."I nodded."Good." He strode to the table and picked up a pen and paper."Tell me your name.""Arielle Hunt."He moved the pen across the paper as if he was writing, his expression serious, playing the part completely. Something about that made my stomach flip."Now." He looked up. "Listen to the doctor and follow every instruction carefully."I nodded again. He set the pen and paper down and looked at me in a way that made the air in the room feel thicker."Take off your clothes."His voice was low and breathy. I stared at him for a moment, my heart picking up speed."Tell me to stop if you don't want to do this."I didn't tell him to stop. I stood up and pulled off my top. My nipples pointed straight toward him. I wasn't wearing a bra anyway. Then I took off my s

Arielle’s POVThe iron gates groaned open as the car rolled up the long driveway, and the mansion came into view the same way it always did. It looked too large, too quiet, too full of things that didn’t move. Every topiary trimmed to the same perfect angle. Every window was gleaming. Nothing was out of place. Nothing had changed while I was gone, and somehow that made the tightness in my chest worse instead of better. It was the kind of stillness that reminded you the world kept turning without asking your permission.David pulled up to the entrance and stepped out before I could reach the handle. He opened my door without a word, offering his hand the way he always did. Steady, practiced, giving nothing away. I didn’t take it. I stepped out on my own and smoothed the front of my clothes, not because they needed it but because I needed a moment before walking through those doors.The foyer was exactly as I’d left it. Cool marble, fresh white lilies in the tall vase by the staircase,

Arielle's POVI stared at David while my brain did skips and jumps. The woman still didn't look at me. She looked like a ticking time bomb ready to explode."Dave, so all this while you were running around with another bitch and I had no idea about it?" Her nose reddened.David remained mute like he'd suddenly forgotten how to talk. He just stared at the table like it held some secret answers I had no idea about. But no. I wouldn't take it from her. I wouldn't have her call me a bitch to my very face without David having anything to say and just sit there."Did I hear you properly? What the fuck did you just call me? You whore." I rose to my feet.“I called you a bitch because that's what you are. You steal my man and still have the audacity to raise your voice at me” she hissed while placing both hands on her waist. "People like you are just so shameless We've been dating for six months, girl. Didn't you know that? Who do you think you are?"I laughed so hard my throat almost hurt.

Victor's POVWait. I set the phone down slowly and stared at the screen.If I was reading this right, then I had killed Arielle's mother. Not some stranger in the woods. Not a nameless woman I could keep nameless in my head to make it easier to live with. Arielle's mother. The woman whose daughter had slept in my bed, eaten at my table, looked at me with those open eyes like I was someone worth trusting.I placed both hands on my head.And the husband had seen me transform back. He had stood there in the dark and watched it happen and he knew exactly what I was. That meant Harrison Hunt could recognise me the moment he laid eyes on me. If our paths ever crossed, if he ever saw my face in the right light, there would be trouble I didn't want and couldn't outrun.I stood up and went to pour myself a glass of water.I filled it, raised it to my lips and stood there. I couldn't bring myself to drink. My mind kept pulling me back to the same place no matter how many times I dragged it away