บททั้งหมดของ Sinful Attraction : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

“What do you mean he lied to me?” Camila’s voice came out sharper than she intended. Mateo remained calm, leaning back against the driver’s seat while the expensive neighborhood stayed quiet around them. Streetlights glowed softly outside the SUV. The large modern house in front of them looked beautiful, but Camila barely noticed it anymore. Her heartbeat was too loud. Too fast. Mateo exhaled slowly. “I shouldn’t have said anything.” Camila stared at him in disbelief. “You already said it, Mateo.” “I know.” “Then explain.” His jaw tightened slightly. For the first time since meeting him, he looked uncomfortable. That alone made her more anxious. “Lucas told you he rented an apartment for you here, right?” he asked carefully. “Yes.” “He lied.” Camila crossed her arms. “That part is obvious now. Why would he lie about something so stupid?” Mateo looked away briefly before answering. “I don’t know.” “You do know.” “No,” he said firmly. “I know Lucas. That’s diffe

Camila regretted agreeing to leave the house with Mateo almost immediately. Not because he was rude. Not because he made her uncomfortable. But because being around him felt entirely too easy. And dangerously distracting. The entire drive through Monterrey had been filled with quiet tension neither of them acknowledged. The kind that slowly wrapped around two people without permission. Mateo rested one hand lazily on the steering wheel while warm sunlight poured through the windows of the SUV. Camila tried very hard not to look at him too much. She failed repeatedly. The fitted black shirt stretched perfectly across his chest whenever he moved. His rolled sleeves exposed tattooed forearms dusted faintly with paint stains. Even his hands were attractive. Which honestly annoyed her. Everything about him felt effortless. Natural. Unlike Lucas who always looked polished and carefully controlled. Mateo looked like trouble without even trying. Camila turn

The moment they stepped into the house, the tension between them exploded again. Camila barely had time to breathe before Mateo pulled her against him, his mouth crashing onto hers hungrily. The kiss was hot. Messy. Completely reckless. Camila melted instantly against him, her fingers gripping the front of his shirt tightly while Mateo pressed her gently against the wall near the entrance. Every nerve in her body felt alive. His hands slid slowly along her waist, pulling her closer until she could feel the heat of his body against hers. God. Everything about this felt dangerous. Wrong. Addictive. Mateo kissed her deeper, slower this time, like he wanted to savor every second. Camila let out a soft shaky breath against his lips, and the sound seemed to affect him instantly because his grip tightened slightly on her waist. “Camila…” he murmured roughly. The way he said her name made heat rush through her entire body. She kissed him again before he could

Camila stopped counting the days after the first week. Maybe because reality felt far away whenever she was with Mateo. Or maybe because she did not want to think about what waited for her outside the beautiful little world they were creating together. Two weeks. Two weeks of late-night conversations, lingering touches, stolen kisses, and quiet mornings tangled together in his sheets. Two weeks of pretending nothing complicated existed between them. Even though both of them knew this was far beyond attraction now. Camila laughed more around Mateo than she had in years. Real laughter. Not forced. Not careful. With him, she did not feel like she needed to perform all the time perfectly. She could simply exist. And somehow that terrified her more than anything else. Because she was becoming attached. Deeply attached. Mateo never asked questions she wasn’t ready to answer. Never pushed her. Never controlled her. Instead, he listened. Actually list

Camila’s entire body froze the moment Lucas wrapped his arms around her. “Baby, I missed you so much.” Before she could even process what was happening, Lucas kissed her lips quickly like he had every right to. Camila stood there in complete shock. Her mind went blank. Everything felt unreal. Lucas pulled away smiling broadly, completely unaware—or maybe uncaring—about the tension suffocating the room. He grabbed the handle of his expensive suitcase and walked inside the house casually like he owned the place. Like he had not disappeared for over two weeks. Like nothing had changed. Camila slowly turned toward Mateo instinctively. Big mistake. The look in his eyes nearly stole her breath. He stood near the balcony doorway completely silent, his expression calm on the surface. But underneath that calmness… Rage. Pure controlled rage. Lucas finally noticed him and immediately grinned. “Mateo!” He walked over and hugged him roughly. “Brother, tha