บททั้งหมดของ Whispers of Ruin: A Taboo Collection : บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Thin Walls💦🫦“Don’t make a sound.”I whispered the words against Jordan’s mouth as I pushed him back against the wall of his bedroom. The apartment was quiet except for the low hum of the refrigerator and the occasional car passing on the street below. Derek had left twenty minutes ago for his late shift at the bar. He wouldn’t be home until after two.I should have stopped myself. I should have walked back to the bedroom I shared with him and pretended none of this tension existed. Instead, I kissed Jordan harder.It wasn’t the first time we had gotten this close.We had been circling it for weeks, long looks across the kitchen when Derek left the room, the way Jordan’s hand would brush the small of my back when he passed behind me, conversations that stretched too late on the couch after Derek went to sleep. Tonight the last of my restraint had simply snapped.Jordan’s mouth was warm and a little desperate. His hands slid under my thin sleep shirt, palms rough against my skin. I w

Breaking Point “We meet him before ten. That’s the only way this ends.” Jordan’s voice was low and tight on the phone at 6:51 a.m. I was already awake, sitting on the edge of Derek’s bed in the half-dark, staring at the blackmailer’s last message. Ten o’clock. That was when Derek’s phone would receive the first file if we didn’t show. Derek was still asleep beside me, one arm thrown over the pillow, breathing deep and steady. I had barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes I felt Jordan inside me again, heard the blackmailer’s voice, saw the way Derek had smiled at me the night before like nothing in the world was wrong. “Where?” I whispered into the phone. “The same alley behind the theater. Thirty minutes. Wear something you can move in. And Ava… stay behind me no matter what.” I hung up, dressed in jeans and a dark hoodie, and slipped out of the apartment without waking Derek. The morning air was cool. Jordan was already waiting at the corner, hands in his pockets, jaw set har

Stolen Hours💦🫦“Get in. We don’t have long.”Tyler’s voice was low as he pushed open the passenger door of his car. It was just after noon. My sister was at a cake-tasting appointment with our mother. The wedding shower was in three days. I had told them I needed to run errands.I slid into the seat. The second the door closed he pulled me into a hard kiss, one hand already sliding under the hem of my skirt. I was bare underneath, exactly as he had told me to be.“Still thinking about last night?” he muttered against my mouth, fingers finding me already wet. “I can feel it.”“Tyler, the blackmailer texted again,” I managed, but my hips moved against his hand anyway. “He wants to meet today. He says if we don’t show, Ash gets the videos before the shower.”“We’ll deal with him later.” He pushed two fingers inside me, curling them. “Right now I need this. I’ve been hard since I dropped you off at two in the morning.”He drove with one hand on the wheel and the other between my legs, w

Unexpected Visit💦🫦“Don’t tell her.”Noah’s voice was low as he backed me against the kitchen counter of the apartment I shared with his younger sister, Chloe. It was just after midnight. Chloe had gone to bed an hour earlier after a long shift. Noah had shown up unannounced to drop off a package she had ordered, and somehow we had ended up here, too close, breathing the same air, the tension that had been building for months finally snapping.I should have stepped away. I should have told him to leave. Instead, I let him kiss me.It wasn’t careful. It was hungry, like he had been holding it back every time he came over to visit her. His hands slid under the hem of my sleep shirt, finding bare skin. I was only wearing panties underneath. When his palms met my waist he made a low sound in his throat.“Noah… Chloe’s right down the hall.”“I know.” He kissed me deeper, one hand sliding higher to cup my breast, the other drifting down to push my panties aside. “I’ve been trying not to l

The Breaking Point💦🫦“We will meet him before nine. That’s the only way this ends.”Noah’s voice was tight as he pulled on a dark hoodie in the pre-dawn quiet of his apartment. It was 6:35 a.m. The blackmailer’s last message still glowed on my phone between us. Nine o’clock. That was when Chloe’s phone would receive the first video if we didn’t show.I sat on the edge of his bed, still sore, still full of him from only a few hours earlier. The sheets smelled like sex and his skin. My hands were shaking as I reached for my clothes.“Where?” I asked, voice rough.“Same parking garage. He wants us there in forty minutes.” Noah looked at me, eyes hard. “Whatever happens, you stay behind me. I’m ending this today.”We left the apartment in silence. The hallway was empty. Chloe’s door at our place was still closed when I had slipped out earlier; she didn’t have to be at work until ten. Looking at the closed door in my mind made my stomach twist.The drive to the garage felt endless. Noah’