All Chapters of Sinful Confessions: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CYNTHIA’s POV I always know when Vincent is lying, and last night’s encounter with him only raised more suspicions than reassurances for me. I really wanted to believe him. Wanted to believe that he wasn’t doing anything he wasn’t supposed to, but my gut kept telling me there was something more. I smiled and hugged him when he was leaving to convince him that I completely believed what he said. He didn’t suspect a thing. He kissed me and went into his car. I kept myself busy around the house after Vincent left. I cleaned the kitchen, folded the clothes that had been sitting in the laundry basket, and found little things to occupy my mind. I didn’t want to sit around thinking about him and Clara, especially when I still didn’t have any solid proof. But no matter how hard I tried to distract myself, the image of Vincent lying to my face kept returning to my mind. By the time it was 5:45, I had made up my mind. I picked up some food I had prepared for him and grabbed the ke

CYNTHIA’s POV He got me into the room the bar had prepared for guests so quickly that I started suspecting that he had it reserved already for someone else. My back crashed into the far wall as he ravaged my mouth with his tongue. He detached momentarily to stare at me. His thumb brushed the corner of my lip, sending shivers down my spine. “You’re just as beautiful as the day I first met you.” His jaw clenched and his eyes darkened. “I wish I never left.” I let out a breath I didn’t realise I’d been holding. “Here’s your chance to stay. Do what you’ve always wanted to.” He smirked. “You don’t have to tell me twice.” One of his hands swiped behind my waist, landing on my butt while the other trailed the contours of my shoulders, stopping at my neck as his lips claimed mine once more. Before I could melt into his kiss, his big arms bucked under my thighs, lifting me off the ground and my legs circled his waist in a swift motion. His hardness pressed against the insides

KALEA’s POV “Mom, you’re really going to have to stop bothering me about this. I’ll get married when I’m ready,” I sighed as I ran a hand through my hair. “Or do you want me to marry the wrong person?” “Kalea, you’re not a child anymore. Even your younger sisters are married now,” Mom started. “What about Damon? He was nice.” I groaned. “Mom, please. Not Damon.” “What was wrong with him?” “Nothing. I just didn’t like him.” “You never like anyone.” “That’s not true.” Mom raised an eyebrow. She shook her head before reaching for the invitation sitting on the table. “Your sister’s wedding is in three weeks.” “I know.” “And I expect you to come with someone.” I stared at her. “Excuse me?” “You heard me.” “Mom, I’m not going to find a boyfriend just because my sister is getting married.” “Then find someone for you. You’re old enough to start thinking seriously about marriage..” My mother had spent the past two years watching my younger sisters get married on

KALEA’s POV His lips separated from mine a few seconds later but my eyes remained close. My brain savoring the kiss. I had been starved of this for so long that I had forgotten how it felt. I could feel mom’s eyes on me so I decided not to look at her. “Can we go somewhere less noisy?” I asked. “I’m not comfortable with the stares.” “Sure,” he started. “Got any place in mind?” “I do,” I smirked mischievously. “Let’s hope the bride doesn’t catch us there.” I held his hand and ran. He ran with me, not having the slightest clue of where I was taking him. We climbed the stairs and soon stood before a door. I pushed the door open and he saw the decorations. It read, “happy married life” with a lot of balloons and colours. He turned to look at me. “The bride is going to be so furious when she sees us here.” I dragged his head closer and kissed him again. Savoring the taste of his lips once more. “…if she sees us here.” I corrected. He smiled and kissed me again making

KALEA’s POV I didn’t say anything after Aunt Trisha left. I just sat there, staring at the closed door. Adrian was beside me, looking far too calm for someone who had just been involved in the most embarrassing situation of my life. I finally turned toward him. “This entire night has been a disaster.” He chuckled. “I wouldn’t call it a disaster.” I glared at him. “Of course you wouldn’t.” He raised his hands. “I’m just saying, your family seems to like me.” “That is exactly the problem.” I climbed off the bed and began fixing my dress. “What are you doing?” he asked. “Going back downstairs.” “Shouldn’t we wait a few minutes?” I turned to him. “Why?” He shrugged. “So we don’t look suspicious.” I stared at him. “Adrian, I think we’ve passed suspicious a long time ago.” He laughed under his breath. I hated that he could still make me smile after everything that had happened. We cleaned ourselves up as quickly as possible and returned to the reception. Th