The Virgin Vs The Chad Novels & Stories

He knew the girl wouldn't be hurt because he had placed cotton around the handcuffs. After all the difficulties he had faced, he stood beside her, gazing at her face. Shanelle was truly a beautiful woman. Her angelic face captivated him instantly. His eyes then shifted to her chest. Although he couldn't say for sure, it was evident that she had a generous bosom. He believed he was the only man who had possessed her. He had taken Shanelle with great pleasure. He considered himself the luckiest man alive because, among all the women he had been intimate with, Shanelle was a genuine virgin.

She didn't plan for this, and just like her colleague said, she had no other way to save her dying brother except from this. Her colleague's voice from two nights before still echoes in Mariah's head. “You know there’s a website where you can sell your virginity?, I read this article—one girl made more than million dollars. Can you believe that? For one night.” She’d laughed while Mariah was up doing her morning shift. Though she is Mariah's colleague at work, They were nothing close and Mariah was very sure that her colleague would be out there somewhere laughing her ass out at her.

And why was she holding him like they belonged together? Ava’s fingers tightened around her champagne glass as she watched Jasmine whisper something into Chad’s ear. When Jasmine excused herself to head to the restroom, Ava saw her chance. She set her drink down and made her move, her red dress shimmering as she glided toward Chad with the grace of a panther. “Long time no see, Chad.” Chad turned, and for a split second, his mask slipped. His heart clenched as he took her in—the same piercing green eyes, the same coy smile that had once undone him. Memories flooded back, unbidden and unwelcome.

she said sharply, her voice trembling with fury, “get Lucca here within half an hour.” “I’ve already contacted him, Ms. Reinaldi,” Dorian replied softly, eyes fixed on the road. “Please, try to calm yourself.” Chiara forced a thin, humorless smile. “Calm? Alexander Vanderbilt played me. But that’s fine. If I want him, I’ll have him. My family will make sure of it.” Her voice dropped to a whisper, dark and venomous. “A woman like Serena? She’s nothing. How could I possibly lose to her?”

. **Bella's POV** Chad's eyes darkened, mirroring the desire that clouded my own. He made me feel daring and wanted. I placed my hands on his bulging biceps, enjoying their firmness. "That sounds decadently hot, sweetheart. But mere silk ties won't restrain me; I’ll need to be chained, love," Chad replied, his golden eyes flashing with burning passion.

"While you fool around in bed with another man, you have me repair your hymen. Cheryl, you're quite something." "I... Would you believe me if I say it's all a misunderstanding?" "Do you think I would believe you, my dear Cheryl?" He spat out the words "my dear Cheryl" through gritted teeth. I could sense that my chance came and went. There was no point in struggling anymore. It was a fact that I was not a virgin. Still, I could not let him trample all over me. I pushed him away and swiftly put on a bold front. "So what if I'm not a virgin? You don't want to marry me. Well, I don't want to marry you either.

Then I stopped myself, every muscle burning. “I won’t touch you like this,” I said. “Not when the bond is this raw. Not when you don’t even know what it’s asking from you.” Her voice dropped. “What if I do know?” That nearly broke me. I closed the distance in two strides, hands braced on either side of her, careful not to touch skin. Her heat wrapped around me anyway. Her scent filled my lungs just as the bond screamed approval. “You’re a virgin,” I said, voice low and shaking. “And I will not be the one who takes that from you while the world is still shaking under our feet.”

"I never even touched you while we were dating. You never let me sleep with you; you refused to give your virginity to me. Then I found someone willing to satisfy the desires you wasted—Sienna was happy to serve me in bed. Unlike you, who always played hard to get. Are you mad because I chose her over you? It’s not funny, darling..." I wanted to spit in his face. Didn't he know how disgusting he sounded? "I’m actually grateful I saved my virginity from a piece of trash like you," I hissed, making him recoil for a second before he sneered. "You really are Elaine Vance. You finally admit it. Why are you so confident playing around with my Dad, hmm? Is it because you gave your virginity to him?