All Chapters of BEHIND THE MASK (DARK ROMANCE): Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The corridor was dimmer than the bar, much quieter too. The music felt distant here, muffled by walls and secrets.The men’s restroom door swung open behind me and without words, we walked in.He leaned against the sink counter, rolled up his sleeves, and his strong forearms wowed me.He looked really satisfied, not confused, not hesitant. The lights above flickered faintly and I walked closer to him.I felt the heat of him, the authority in the way he held himself. His presence filled the room more than the music ever could."Did you follow me here", I asked, eyeing him and squeezing my breasts softly "It doesn't look like an accident"His breath caught.His fingers brushed a strand of hair away from my face. The touch was brief. Controlled. "Yes", he replied A smile played on my lips "I know. It's hard not to want me", I saidHis hand slid down, not wandering, not inappropriate, just enough to rest at your waist. Firm. Claiming.I pulled myself from his touch, turned around, and

She didn’t say much after we stepped out of the house. Just jingled her keys, gave me a look that felt like a secret, and walked ahead of me.The ride started quietly after I slid into the passenger seatShe drove with one hand on the wheel, relaxed but deliberate, like she wasn’t just heading somewhere… she was taking me somewhere."You are gonna love this?" She said, eyes fixed on the road.I glanced at her, at the faint curve of her smile. "You haven’t told me where we’re going"."That’s the interesting part", she said winking " Just sit back and watch, miss".I nodded at her slowly and let myself sink deeper into the passenger seat. If anything, I trust her so I didn't have to worry.She adjusted her grip on the steering wheel and glanced at me, her expression sharp "So," she began casually, "What’s really going on with your husband?"I knew she wasn't going to let go, lol."And that chef," she added, "I don't know if she's usually like that but it was really strange cos she was l

The day was already drawing to a close when we pulled outside my house gate.The drive back home felt longer than the drive there. The outing had been loud, crowded, and exhausting. I knew Jessica's head was filled with questions I hadn’t wanted to answer. I was even too tired to speak.It was a quiet drive home and I smiled through the journey. Jessica cut the engine and leaned her forehead briefly against the steering wheel, finally breaking the silence."Honestly. I’m finished, " She muttered.I managed a small laugh. "Same, girl"There was no recap. No gossip. No talking about our experiences the way we usually did.I simply stepped out of the car and walked into the compound."I'ma be sleeping for three days. No calls, boo", she called out, jokingly."Get going, silly " I replied.I dragged my feet into the compound and the metal gate shut behind me with a hollow sound."Damn loud", I whispered I unlocked the door and stepped inside. And, I stood there longer than necessary,

James stepped in with a what-the-heck expression and looked between us. I was a personification of confusion with a giant, helpless look plastered on my face."What happened before I walked in?" he asked.The room went silent.Darius tilted his head and glanced at me with utmost composure.He didn't even look terrified. He looked like he was prepared He cleared his throat and replied, his eyes still fixed on me"She was upset. I was trying to reassure her"The word felt slippery. And James was as confused as I was.I adjusted in my seat and turned to James,"It was---"But, Darius interrupted gently"I was going to discuss privately later with you, Mr. James. She’s been under a lot of stress lately. I think it’s affecting her perception"What? I almost screamed James' gaze shifted to me " Stress? Perception? I'm lost"Darius stepped closer to me, carrying himself with so much professionalism and control.His fingers brushed my arms briefly as if he was sending a signal.The touch w

I woke up the next morning feeling heavy. Not sore. Not rested.Heavy.The room was bright, too bright, and sunlight cut across the bed in clean, unapologetic lines. The sheets were smooth. Not perfectly made, and not destroyed either. Unlike last night.Then, my body rememberedThe grip at my hips.The reckless rhythm.The way he said he wasn’t done. And my pulse quickened.I reached for my phone and found it at the far end of my drawer, which is unusual. James probably took the phone, I thought. I wouldn't have kept it that far. When I picked up the phone, I could instantly tell that it had been tampered with.There were three outgoing calls.3:12 a.m.3:14 a.m.3:17 a.m.All to Darius.My throat dried instantly. I knew I didn't call him.There’s a message thread open, from my number, too."I know who you are."The text was sent at exactly 3:19 a.m.My stomach drops so violently that I feel it in my knees.I sat up too fast and it looked like the room tilted.I was asleep, with my