All Chapters of Thirst Trap Ex-Boyfriend: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

The last thing I remembered was Oliver's cologne.The same one I bought him back in junior year, after picking up extra shifts just to afford my first luxury gift for him.Maybe it never meant much to Oliver.The only time he ever looked happy was the moment he opened the box. After that, he never used anything I gave him.I honestly thought he had thrown it all away years ago.My head was pounding.The hangover felt brutal, but the silky sheets under me jolted me fully awake.This wasn't my apartment.Soft water sounds drifted out from the bathroom.A minute later, Oliver stepped straight out of my phone screen and into real life.He looked exactly like the video from that night: the same just-showered look, the same white towel around his waist, the same abs...I tightened my grip on the cup, my throat dry."G-Go put some clothes on! Have some shame!"Oliver paused, towel draped over his damp hair as he walked toward me, tilting his head with genuine curiosity."Haven't

The Brookfield project was suspended.An internal investigation uncovered that Alan had accepted bribes and deliberately concealed Brookfield Enterprise's financial issues.Under Alan's instructions, Myra had altered the financial report data and tried to dump the blame on me.Alan was suspended on the spot, and Myra was taken away for questioning.I headed downstairs to go home, only for Oliver to block me at the elevator.A firm grip suddenly closed around my wrist. The moment I looked up, I crashed into Oliver's dark, unreadable eyes.He dragged me straight into his car.Oliver crowded closer step by step, leaning over me as he growled, "Claire, sometimes I seriously want to break your legs so you'd stay home every day and wait for me to come back and have my way with you."He didn't sound like he was joking. His gaze even swept slowly over my legs, like he was actually considering it.I started shaking."That's illegal!"He let out a soft laugh and gently brushed my chee

After two months without updates, the elaire account was getting flooded with desperate demands for new content.[How are we supposed to survive without you?!][Did elaire get distracted by real life and forget there's still a starving crowd waiting online?][It's been two whole months! Do you know how I survived these past two months?! I've worn down my screen refreshing your profile like a maniac!]Then, on an ordinary late night, elaire finally uploaded a new video.The long-starved fans flooded in instantly, only to collectively suck in a sharp breath the second the video started.A few minutes later, the comment section was completely flooded.The visuals still carried the same unbearable tension, except this time, they felt even more dangerously suggestive than before...The man still wore the black lace blindfold, but beneath it sat a sleek leather gag, leaving only the constant motion of his throat on display.He sat alone in a chair, both wrists restrained behind the