Semua Bab My Secret Affair with the Housemaid’s Son: Bab 31 - Bab 40

(Mira’s POV)The morning light filtered through the heavy curtains of my bedroom, casting long golden beams across the silk sheets that were still tangled from the night before. I lay there for a long moment, staring at the ceiling, my body sore in the best and worst ways. The male escort had been exactly what I needed in the moment rough, obedient, anonymous. He had fucked me hard, made me cum multiple times, and left without a word when I was done with him. No questions. No complications.But as the high faded, the emptiness rushed back in stronger than ever. My mother’s words from yesterday echoed in my head like a cruel loop.You don’t get a say in this, Mira. Ethan’s family and ours merging together is building a very big empire. That marriage is the only future we want for you.I sat up slowly, pulling the sheet around my naked body. My creamy chocolate skin was still marked with faint fingerprints from the escort’s grip. I should have felt satisfied. Instead, I felt hollow. Us

(Mira’s POV)The school bus rumbled down the winding road toward Ashford Academy’s private lakeside campgrounds, the trees blurring past the windows in a sea of green and gold. It was the annual senior retreat three full days and nights of “team-building,” outdoor activities, and “personal growth” that everyone knew was really just an excuse for chaos. For me, it felt like the perfect storm.I sat near the back, earbuds in but music off, staring out at the passing scenery while my mind raced. Gray was somewhere on this bus. Ethan was a few rows ahead, laughing with his friends like nothing was wrong. Lila sat beside me, scrolling through her phone, but I could feel her occasional nervous glances. The kiss by the pool, the rumors, the tension everything was bubbling just beneath the surface.This camp was going to change everything. I could feel it in my bones.When the bus finally pulled into the clearing, the sight took my breath away. The lake sparkled under the

(Mira’s POV)The walk back from the hidden clearing felt longer than it should have. The moonlight filtered through the trees, casting silver patterns on the forest floor, but I barely noticed. My body was still buzzing from the almost-moment with Gray the way his eyes had darkened, the heat of his breath on my skin, the way his hand had hovered at my waist like he was fighting every instinct to pull me closer. But he hadn’t. He had stepped back again, his voice low and strained.“Mira… we can’t. Not like this. Not when you’re still with him.”The rejection burned. It always did. But tonight it burned hotter than usual. I walked the rest of the way to the girls’ cabins in silence, my thighs pressing together with every step, my panties already damp from the tension that had built between us. By the time I slipped into my bunk, the ache between my legs was almost unbearable. I lay there in the dark, staring at the wooden ceiling, listening to the soft breathing of the ot

(Mira’s POV)The fourth day of camp felt heavier than the ones before. The air was warmer, the sun brighter, but the tension inside me had only grown sharper. I woke up tangled in my sheets, my body still aching from the night before the rough, anonymous fuck behind the equipment shed, the way the guy had bent me over and taken me hard from behind. It had felt good in the moment. Raw. Distracting. But the second it was over, the emptiness rushed back in, louder than ever. Gray was still the only one I really wanted. And that truth was becoming impossible to ignore.Breakfast by the lake was loud and chaotic. Ethan sat beside me again, his hand resting possessively on my thigh under the table. He kept leaning in, whispering about sneaking away during free time, his breath hot against my ear. I smiled and nodded, playing the part of the perfect girlfriend, but my eyes kept drifting across the tables to where Gray sat with his group. He was laughing at something one of the guys said, bu

(Mira’s POV)The fifth day of camp felt like the air itself was charged with something dangerous. The sun beat down hotter than the days before, making sweat glisten on every exposed inch of skin. My body was a live wire every brush of fabric against my nipples, every shift of my thighs, every accidental touch from someone else sent fresh heat pooling between my legs. The ache was constant now. Deep. Insatiable. And Gray was the only one who could truly satisfy it. But he kept pulling away.I woke up early, my tank top clinging to my breasts, my shorts damp between my thighs from restless dreams of his hands on me. I slipped out of the cabin before the other girls stirred and headed down to the lake for a swim. The water was cool and clear, the perfect contrast to the heat building inside me. I dove in, letting the cold shock my system, but it did nothing to dull the throbbing need.When I surfaced, I wasn’t alone. A group of guys from the football team were already there, laughing a