All Chapters of Three Friends-With-Benefits Begged Me Back After My Pregnancy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I sat in the back seat. Neither of us said a word the whole ride.My mom had mentioned that Adam had already built a solid position within our family's company.That surprised me.After all, when he dumped me, he'd been pretty adamant: "You're nothing but a spoiled princess with a pretty face. Don't let me see you again."Now he was in a tailored suit, sharp and distant — a completely different person from the boy he'd been five years ago, when he was still on my sponsorship, a college freshman, clean-cut and naive as they come.Adam lost both his parents young. His grandparents raised him on government assistance.If my dad hadn't dragged me along to a charity event in his hometown when I was in eighth grade, our paths would never have crossed.He stood out from the crowd — tall, straight-backed, with a tiny beauty mark at the corner of his eye.My heart was pounding.When I found out he was struggling financially but dreaming of Harvard, I decided to sponsor him.At that point, I gen

But life has a way of throwing exactly what you don't want right in your face.Noah needed to start kindergarten now that we were back, but after years in Europe, his English was all listening and no writing.Mom found him a tutor — supposedly the son of one of her old admirers, the smartest guy in the bunch."He's brilliant, handsome, the whole package."I did my full makeup. Had to make a good impression for Noah's sake.The doorbell rang right on cue.I opened the door.And nearly jumped out of my skin. It was Janus.He was wearing the same navy wool sweater from the day we'd first met, lips curved in a slight smile.He looked genuinely surprised — or maybe he'd been expecting this all along."Anna. Long time no see."Back in the days when Adam was calling my money dirty, I'd been finding comfort in another man's arms.That man was Janus.A university professor with wire-rimmed glasses, always in white, cool and pristine.The day I met him, Adam and I had just had a fight.I'd left

I begged him to stop, sobbing. "He's talking about lab equipment—"Another thrust."What? You two are doing it in the lab now?"My eyes stung. "Professor, please—"Again and again.Until I went completely limp.But Janus wasn't done."How many other guys have there been?"I shook my head frantically, waving my hands. "No one. No one else. I wouldn't dare."Only then did he crack a smile, ruffle my hair, and let me go."Good girl."After that, it wasn't just texts — I couldn't even glance at another man.One glance brought one punishment.Two glances brought four punishments.Exponential escalation.At first, I thought it was fun.I even provoked him on purpose a few times.Until he locked me in his apartment for three straight days.My legs were so weak I could barely stand.That's when it hit me: I'd jumped into a whole new fire.I'd blocked out most of the details, but the soreness was still crystal clear.So when Janus appeared at my door again, I actually flinched.A university pro

Adam was carrying bags of fresh meat and vegetables — he'd clearly come to cook, but his expression was brutal.My brain went into overdrive, trying to figure out who to get rid of first.Maybe Janus. I put on my sweetest smile. "Professor, let's call it a day for the lesson. I'll walk you out."At the word "professor," Adam's scowl relaxed a fraction.But Janus leaned into me shamelessly. "Anna, it's been so long. You won't even invite me to stay for dinner? Catch up a little?"He pushed up his glasses, tilted his head, smiled — fox eyes curving, infuriatingly handsome.Adam's face darkened instantly. He pulled me aside and gripped my arm tight.His voice was ice. "Sorry. Didn't know there'd be company. Didn't buy enough."Janus adjusted his glasses with an elegant hand. "What a shame."Then he pulled me into a tight hug, leaned close to my ear, and said loud enough for Adam to hear, "We'll pick up where we left off. Tomorrow."My face went scarlet.I looked at Adam — the cocky, defia

Ryan wouldn't let me go. Three days, and I collapsed on the bed with nothing left to give.I felt like I'd been someone's personal anatomy instructor. A man's first time is a terrifying thing — once the switch flips, the stamina is endless.And the worst part was that every time it was over, he'd lie there like he'd been violated, eyes dark, staring at the ceiling, breathing through it like he was processing trauma.My face reflected in those eyes, and then he'd look away, ashamed.Fair enough — from his perspective, I'd schemed my way into drugging and seducing him.When it was finally over, Ryan stood at the foot of the bed, looking down at me like I was beneath him, and tossed a black card onto the sheets.Seeing my confusion, he sneered. "Drop the act. Isn't this what you people are after?"I scratched my head and took the card. I didn't need it, but free money is free money.Ryan's expression said it all: I knew it.Clean break. Done deal. Never seeing each other again.After Ryan