All Chapters of When Love Takes Over: A Romance Story: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 6Tessa’s POV“Roman, what’s next?” I said, my voice still hoarse from how hard I screamed. I stood there in his penthouse kitchen watching him pace, phone already pressed to his ear before I could even finish my coffee. He held up one finger to silence me without looking away from the window. “This ends today,” he muttered, then spoke into the phone, calmly but with order.“It’s Roman. Move on Marcus Kane immediately, full package. I want him picked up within the hour, processed into custody, and I don’t give a fuck what strings he thinks he has left. Get the evidence from the photos and the threats to my office sent over to the authorities right now. I’ll personally sign the transfer papers at the station.”I watched his jaw flex as he listened to whoever was on the other end. My thighs still ached, sticky with his cum, and hearing him take control like that sent fresh heat pooling between my legs. God, this man. One second he was buried so deep inside me I couldn’t breat

Chapter 2Chloe’s POVI bolted from the kitchen so fast my bare feet nearly slipped on the floor, heart hammering against my ribs as I shut my bedroom door behind me. Fuck. He didn’t look away this time. Nate’s eyes had dragged up my legs like he wanted to spread them right there on the counter. My pussy was soaked, throbbing so bad I had to press my thighs together once I was alone. I leaned back against the door, breathing heavy, my nipples tight and standing under the thin shirt.Why the hell did living with him make everything feel so charged? I pulled off the shirt and crawled into bed naked, but sleep wouldn’t come. My hand slipped between my legs, fingers sliding through my slick folds as I pictured his stare again. I rubbed my clit in slow circles, biting my lip to stay quiet. Damn, I wanted his mouth there instead, his tongue licking me deep while he gripped my ass. I came fast, shaking, but it only left me hungrier for his cock.The next few days blurred into this weird

Chapter 4Chloe’s POVNate jerked away the second his phone lit up, but he was still hard against my thigh when he did it.“Shit, Lauren’s outside,” he muttered, voice strained. He adjusted himself, breathing deep, trying to calm down before he had to face her.I could see the bulge straining against his pants, and my pussy throbbed at the thought that I’d done that to him.“Go,” I said, hopping off the counter, my skirt still hiked up. “Fix your shit before she comes banging on the door.” My voice came out sharper than I meant but the guilt was already creeping in. He kissed me quick on the forehead, his hand lingering on my ass, squeezing once like he couldn’t help it, then headed out. I watched from the window as he met her, forcing a smile, his body still tense from what we almost did right there in the kitchen.The next few days felt heavier. Lauren started texting him more, showing up at odd times, her eyes always scanning the condo like she was looking for proof of me.One e

Chapter 1Lydia’s POV“Ben, are you even listening to me anymore?” I asked, my voice sharp as I set the dinner plates down on the table. He barely glanced up from his phone, more interested in his inbox than the wife sitting across from him.“Yeah, yeah, work’s just insane right now,” he muttered without looking at me. His tie was still knotted tight around his neck even though he’d been home for an hour. Five years of marriage and this is what it had become. Cold plates, colder bed, and a husband who touched his screen more than he touched me. Frustration sat under my skin. My nipples tightened against the fabric, sensitive from nothing more than a cool draft.I pressed my thighs together under the table, trying to ignore the low pain that had been building for months. Shit, I was so fucking tired of feeling invisible.The next afternoon, the doorbell rang while I was wiping down the kitchen counters. Ben had mentioned his cousin Julian staying with us for a bit, but I hadn’t expe

Chapter 3Lydia’s POV“If you want me to stop looking at you like this… tell me now,” Julian said, his voice low and rough as he stood there shirtless in the kitchen light.I took another slow sip of wine, my hand trembling just enough that the glass tipped. Red wine spilled across the counter and down the front of my silk robe, soaking through the thin fabric and making it cling to my breasts. My nipples hardened instantly from the cool wet silk. “Shit,” I breathed, setting the glass down fast.Julian moved without hesitation. His big hands grabbed my waist, fingers digging into the soft curve there to steady me. The touch burned right through the robe. “Easy, Lydia,” he murmured, but he didn’t let go. His thumbs stroked up and down, brushing the underside of my tits where the robe had fallen open. My pussy clenched hard at the contact, a fresh rush of slick heat dripping down my thighs.I looked up at him, breathing fast. “I don’t want you to stop,” I whispered. “I’ve been losing