Lahat ng Kabanata ng When Love Takes Over: A Romance Story: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Chapter 5Riley’s POV“You fucking what?” Jake roared as he stood there in the bedroom doorway staring at us with his mouth hanging open. My skirt was still hiked up around my waist and Dante’s hand was on my ass from where we’d been trying to steal one last quick touch after that desperate wall sex. The evidence was all over me, his cum drying on my skin, my hair messed up from his grip, and there was no hiding it now.I yanked my skirt down fast but stepped forward anyway, heart hammering. “Jake, stop. It’s not what you think,” I said even though it was exactly what he thought. My pussy was still pulsing from how deep Dante had driven into me minutes ago, that thick cock hitting angles Jake never could while I bit my arm to stay quiet.Jake’s face twisted in anger. “Not what I think? Dad’s dick was just inside you Riley! My own father? You two have been back here laughing at me this whole time?” He turned on Dante, fists clenched. “What the hell is wrong with you? She’s my ex. Fa

Chapter 2Lena’s POV“What the hell do you mean by leverage?” I demanded, my voice cracking with fury as I glared up at Rafael. My heart hammered against my ribs and I could still feel the touch of his fingers on my cheek from earlier. My pussy was still slick from that stupid unwanted reaction, thighs sticky under my wrinkled skirt. I hated how my body kept betraying me around him, nipples tight and aching, a low throb pulsing between my legs every time he spoke.Rafael watched me without flinching, that same calm control on his face like nothing I said could rattle him. He gestured toward a chair near the window. “Sit. We need to go over the rules of my compound. Fighting me on this will only make things harder for you.”“Fuck your rules,” I spat, staying right where I was even though my legs felt weak. I crossed my arms tight over my chest, pushing my breasts up without meaning to. His eyes flicked down for half a second, darkening just a fraction. Maybe it would distract him

Chapter 4Lena’s POV“You’re starting to look at me like you understand me… that’s dangerous for you,” Rafael had murmured last night, and those words kept echoing in my head while I sat on the edge of the bed the next afternoon. My body still ached in the best way from how he had taken me, but now papers were spread across the table in front of me. Documents my father had signed, and deals that went way deeper than I ever imagined.“What the actual fuck is this?” I demanded, snatching one paper and waving it at Rafael where he stood watching me from across the room. My hands shook with anger and something sharper, that felt too much like betrayal. “My father wasn’t just skimming money. He was selling out people, whole families, to cover his own ass. You knew this the whole time?”Rafael moved closer, his steps measured like always. He picked up another document and held it out to me. “I tried to warn him multiple times. He chose greed over blood. This isn’t only about revenge, Lena

Chapter 1Harper’s POVI gripped the edge of the pool, my lungs burning as I sucked in another ragged breath and pushed off the wall for the hundredth time. My arms sliced through the water, legs kicking hard, but every stroke still wasn’t enough for him. The rest of the team had already dragged their tired asses out, towels slung over shoulders, laughing and heading for the showers. But not me. I stayed behind like always, because Coach Reid didn’t let anyone half-ass it.“Again,” his voice boomed across the empty pool deck, sharp and low. “Your pull is sloppy on the left side, Harper. Fix it or you’re wasting my fucking time.”I didn’t answer right away. Instead I flipped underwater and drove forward, my heart hammering against my ribs. Water streamed over my tight one-piece swimsuit, the fabric clinging to my tits and digging between my ass cheeks with every kick. My nipples were already hard from the cold and the way his eyes tracked me, even if I tried to pretend I didn’t not

Chapter 3: Crossing LinesHarper’s POVThese late sessions had me showing up every night now, chasing that look in his eyes more than any personal best time.Reid stood there wiping down the kickboard, his shirt stretched tight across his chest from the way he moved. He glanced over, eyes dragging slow down my body before snapping back up. “Wrecked is the point, Harper. You want nationals, you push past wrecked. Stop complaining and get back on the block. Mental side needs work too. You’re drifting in your head again.”I climbed out and walked straight to him, close enough that my wet thigh brushed his shorts. “Drifting? Maybe because you’re standing there watching me like that. I guess you want to eat me alive every time I surface.” My voice dropped lower, testing him harder tonight. My heart pounded as I said it, pussy clenching at the risk. I could see the vein in his neck jump.He set the board down and turned fully to me. “Watch your mouth. This is training, not whatever game y