All Chapters of Forbidden Dirty Secrets: A Compilation: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Damien’s POV I stood there, chest still heaving, knuckles throbbing with fresh pain as blood dripped slowly onto the floor. But my eyes were locked on Lila, who was kneeling beside that pathetic excuse of a boyfriend, her hands gently pressing ice to his bloody nose. Ethan let out a weak, mocking laugh, clapping his hands slowly even as blood trickled down his chin. “So, you invited me here, Lila, so you could get him to chase his girlfriend away. You wanted to make your brother jealous. So tell me… is it now official between the both of you? Are you dating now?” “Shut up, Ethan,” I growled, taking a threatening step forward, my fists clenching again. “Or I’ll punch that foolish mouth of yours until you can’t talk anymore.” “Don’t you even dare touch my boyfriend,” Lila snapped, pointing her finger straight at me, her eyes blazing with defiance. “Don’t you even dare, Damien.” I stared back at her, our gazes locking in a silent battle. Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing quick

Lila’s POVI couldn’t hold back the moan that slipped from my lips right into Damien’s ear. It was soft at first, then louder, needy, as my pussy walls clenched tightly around his thick fingers. The tingling sensation in my stomach grew stronger, spreading like warm honey through my whole body. Every slow pump of his fingers inside me made my legs shake. I was so wet, my juices coating his hand, dripping down my thighs in a way that made me blush with shame and excitement all at once.“You have to stop me, Lila,” Damien whispered huskily against my ear, his breath hot and ragged. His fingers kept moving in and out, curling just right to hit that spot deep inside me that made stars explode behind my eyelids.“You… you have to… arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” I moaned against his shoulder, my body quaking hard. I had never felt anything like this before. The pleasure was so intense it almost hurt, mixing with the deep, forbidden guilt that made everything feel even hotter. I held onto my brothe

Lila’s POVI slammed my locker shut with more force than necessary, the metallic bang echoing down the hallway. My best friend Kendall leaned against the locker next to mine, her eyes widening as she took in my flushed face and messy hair.“Oh my goodness, you look terrible,” she said, tilting her head. “What the heck crawled up your ass and decided to stay there?”“Damien,” I bit out bitterly, my voice low and full of frustration. “Damien crawled up into my ass and decided to stay there.”Kendall blinked, clearly confused. “Okay… I’m trying to process the situation you’re in, but I’ve got to ask — how do I even access this situation? What exactly is the situation?”I leaned my forehead against the cool metal of the locker for a second, trying to steady my breathing. My skin still felt too hot, too sensitive, like Damien’s hands were ghosting over me even now. “My brother is the situation, Kendall. He has made it his number one mission to frustrate the life out of me. He’s torturing m

Lila's POVOne week laterI tiptoed through the front door at exactly 2am, my heart hammering in my chest. The house was dark and quiet. I let out a long, shaky breath when I didn’t see Damien in the living room. He must be asleep in his room. Good. I just need to get to my bed without running into him.For the past seven days, I had followed Kendall’s advice as best as I could. I woke up before dawn, slipped out of the house, went to school, and then spent the rest of the day and night at her place. I only came home very early in the morning, showered quickly, and left again. It was exhausting, but it kept me away from him. Today was different though. My parents had come back late, and Damien had covered for me, saying I was already asleep in my room. I had to come home at 2am to keep up the lie.I crept up the stairs, my bare feet silent on the carpet. My body was tired, but my mind was wide awake, replaying memories I desperately wanted to forget. Damien’s hands on me. His fingers

Lila’s POVHis voice cut through the quiet room, low and commanding. “Throw them to me.”I clutched the soft fabric tighter for a second, my fingers trembling. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. I closed my eyes for a brief moment, trying to steady myself, then tossed the panties toward him.Damien caught them easily. A slow, satisfied smirk spread across his face as he brought the damp material up to his nose. He inhaled deeply, his eyes half-closing like he was savoring something delicious.“Mmm… smells sweet,” he murmured, still holding them close. “What detergent do you use?”I shifted from one foot to the other, acutely aware of how exposed I was — completely naked while he stood there fully clothed, sniffing the evidence of my earlier arousal. Heat flooded my cheeks. “Strawberry,” I whispered.“Strawberry,” he repeated, almost thoughtfully. “I like it.” He stuck out his tongue and dragged it slowly across the fabric, tasting the fabric where it had press