All Chapters of WE SHOULDN’T DO THIS: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1Denver’s POVHer hips rolled over his face in a slow, sensual swirl as his tongue plunged deep inside her. I stood frozen in the doorway, the bag slipping from my numb fingers.Their raw, unrestrained moans flooded the room. For one delusional heartbeat, I prayed it was a nightmare.It had to be.Dylan didn’t eat pussy. He’d told me a hundred times it tasted like sour milk, and I had believed him. I’d buried that particular desire so deep inside myself I’d nearly forgotten it existed.“Oh fuck, Dylan! You’re so fucking good at this,” Talia—my best friend—screamed. I knew she was close. Her fingers twisted into the sheets beside his head as her back arched, tears of ecstasy streaming down her flushed cheeks.Never in my wildest nightmares had I imagined finding my husband and my best friend like this. Dylan… the man I believed would rather die than betray me.Hot tears blurred the devastating scene before me. My grip loosened on the bag until it thudded to the floor.It wasn’

Chapter 3Horace’s POVI felt her before I saw her.Her hips swayed to the heavy beat, wild curls cascading down her back like a dark curtain. This was the first time I’d ever seen Denver like this—my son’s wife, unleashed.Black streaks of mascara ran down her cheeks, but she looked nothing like the quiet, polished woman Dylan had tried to mold over the years. I didn’t need details to know my bastard son had fucked up again. Royally.Her body moved like liquid sin against the stripper’s, slim arms gliding over curves that made my vision haze with raw hunger. I’d always known she was beautiful. But seeing her half-naked, vulnerable under the hungry stares of strangers, I wondered if I could have claimed her first—before my son ever laid a hand on her.“Who’s that chick?” Royce , my best friend and business partner asked, his voice thick with interest. My eyes narrowed, a surge of possessive heat flooding straight to my groin.By his side, Zane, my other friend just stared. He didn’t s

Chapter 5Denver’s POVThe bright morning sun hit me across the face as I stumbled out of what looked like a penthouse. My mouth tasted like ash, and I had no idea how I had gotten there.All I remembered were his hands on me and those gray metallic eyes that had swallowed me whole, dragging me into some kind of twisted twilight zone.I had fucked another man. A man who wasn’t my husband. A man I knew nothing about… yet somehow felt achingly familiar.I waited for the guilt to hit. For the disgust to rot through my veins and drop me to the cold floor. But it never came.Instead, there was only a cold, hollow dread.My mind drifted back to Dylan—my husband. I kept telling myself what I had seen was a mistake. That he had finally come to his senses and regretted every single betrayal over the last three years.His infidelity still cut deep. But I was no better than him now. Our sins canceled each other out. At least… that was what I kept repeating to myself.The taxi pulled up in front

Chapter 7Denver’s POV I threw my head back and let out a loud laugh. “You’ve got to be kidding me, husband. You seem to have forgotten who you’re talking to. You can’t demote me, Dylan. Have you forgotten the major investment I secured for the company two and a half years ago? The investors didn’t trust you enough, so I had to step in and close the deal myself.”Dylan frowned, struggling to recall the details. Then recognition flashed in his eyes, followed by pure annoyance. A low growl rumbled in his chest, and I let out a satisfied sigh.“That single deal earned me the respect of every investor and the entire board. They gave me permanent board membership and added a contract clause that requires a supermajority vote to demote or terminate me,” I said, scoffing. “You signed the papers so quickly back then because you thought it was meaningless.”I watched with deep satisfaction as Dylan’s jaw tightened, his teeth grinding together like he was barely holding himself back from destr

Chapter 10Denver’s POV I quickly dragged my hair forward, letting my bangs fall like a curtain on either side of my face so he wouldn’t complete see me. “I—What is he doing here?” I stammered, eyes wide with shock as I stared at the last person I ever expected to see standing in my office, looking at Royce with so much familiarity. .He didn’t answer. Instead, his gaze slowly trailed down my body, lingering on my blouse where the buttons strained against my chest. I straightened my posture, trying to appear composed, but my legs still quivered beneath me.“Horace…” Royce pulled away completely and walked over to the man, a wide grin spreading across his face as if they’d known each other forever.*So that’s his name. Horace.*“You didn’t tell me you’d be coming in today,” Horace said, his tone teasing, though I caught a sharp edge beneath it—like he was irritated at finding Royce and me in such a compromising position.“You didn’t think he’d changed that easily, did you?” Zane chim