บททั้งหมดของ Bad Decision, Great pleasures : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Moved On? Nahh!Chapter 1“YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED?”I winced from how loud Eve’s voice was, my chest caving in at the thought of everyone's attention turning to us. I should have known telling Eve this news in public was an absolute bad idea.“Daisy,” she nudged my arm. “Tell me it's a fucking joke.”I bit the insides of my cheek. “Well, when you say it like that… you kinda make me wish it was.”Her mouth formed an ‘O’, and if I didn't shock myself too with this decision I made, I would think she was overreacting.“Daisy,” her voice reduced to a whisper. “You’ve known this guy how long? Nine months? What are you doing?”“It's eleven months, two weeks and four days,” I corrected. “That's approximately a year. More than enough time.”Eve furrowed her brows. “Not for you, it isn't. After everything that happened with An…”“Nope!” I cut her off, my finger shooting out. “No, no, no… hell no! Do not say his name.”She scoffed. “You can't bear to hear his name and you're getting married to a

Chapter 3What do you do when your ex shows up at your window the night before your wedding?Yell at him and tell him to leave, right? Call the cops even. Call your man maybe? Anything but wrapping your arms around him and sticking your tongue inside his mouth.Anything but the things I did.Kissing Anthony felt like ascending into the heavens. But to do that, I had to be dead, right? So there you go. Kissing Anthony after three years of trying to pick up the pieces of my life that he destroyed, was like dying a very, very painful death. Like being smashed by a truck or something. Then being taken to heaven by a very sexy angel with the most beautiful wings.In simple terms, it was a mistake.It was wrong, yet… yet I couldn't stop.“Daisy, what are you doing?” The sound of his voice was muffled against my lips but it didn't stop my body from reacting so shamelessly.“Aren't you going to kiss me back?” I croaked, looking directly into his eyes. “You know you want to.”“Daisy, this is

Chapter 5There was something about foreplay that made you unprepared for the real thing.I mean, you're already screaming from pleasure hence you forget just how high you can actually ascend.The minute Anthony buried himself inside me, I died. One thrust from him and I was instantly revived. My body jerked roughly, the orgasm ravaging through me like a merciless intruder. My mouth was wide open but no sound formed. My eyes rolled inward, my brain completely rewired. “Yes,” Anthony grunted, pulling out and slamming back in. “Come for me. Just like that, baby. Just like that.”Tears sprung in my eyes. The climax was dragging way longer than usual, taking my breath away.I trembled, a sobbing sound escaping my throat.He kept pounding into me, hitting all the right spots. How possible was it for me to reach yet another orgasm when I was still riding the highs of the first one?Well, we were about to find out.“Anthony,” his name came out sounding like worship. “Yes,” he growled, han

Chapter 7 I like to think of myself as a very rational woman.Fuck! Who am I kidding? I'm the kind of person therapists makes millions from. In less than twenty-four hours, I had made a string of bad decisions that were more than enough to qualify me for my own reality show. And now, I was standing right in the middle, the consequences staring at me in the form of two really hot men.At least I've got good taste in men.Jesus, Daisy. Focus!But what the hell was I supposed to do in a situation like this? Continue riding on more testosterone? Ruin my life even further? I may be weird and crazy but I knew that was not a good idea.My eyes darted between the two men.Daniel looked like someone had stolen his soul and left his fury behind. Anthony… well, he was calm, too calm, and that was far scarier than Daniel’s storm.And there I was, the common denominator.If foolishness was an Olympic sport, I'd have enough gold medals to start my own country. Because how could I explain… this

My boss hates me.And I have a boyfriend.Give me a minute to connect the dots. My boss hates me and that's unfortunate because I have some very intense feelings for him. It's even more unfortunate because I have a boyfriend who I technically owe my life to.Adrian Stone is the reason I don't have a life outside work anymore. He consumes most of my waking hours, all of my patience, and an alarming percentage of my thoughts. It's stupid and immature. I am supposed to be none of those.At twenty-six years old, I should have evolved beyond workplace crushes and all of this… shenanigans.I have spent the last three months trying to convince myself that my feelings for Adrian are temporary. It must be some sort of stress response or an occupational hazard, or maybe a symptom of spending sixty hours a week with the same man.The same very hot man.The problem is that none of those theories account for the fact that I have a boyfriend.A very good boyfriend.Ethan worked double shifts so I