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SINNERS: Forbidden Tastes Better. 21: CAUGHT?
21: CAUGHT?Roxanne Flair.But then, a sharper, uglier thought struck my mind. Richard.How long had my stepbrother been dating Lake behind everyone's back? My mind spun. Richard was currently engaged to his childhood best friend—a beautiful, kind-hearted young lady named Clara, whom I had secretly grown incredibly fond of back at our old house. Clara adored him. She thought she was marrying her soulmate.So... does it mean Richard is just gay for the money? Was he using Lake’s desperation for a corporate cover-up to secure his own financial future, all while stringing Clara along?I was so deeply buried in the toxic web of my thoughts that I didn't even notice the persistent, rhythmic buzzing vibrating against my satin clutch.A sharp, firm tap on my shoulder made me jump.I looked up to find Lake leaning toward me, his face wearing a polite, attentive expression that screamed 'perfect husband' to the board members watching us. "Take your calls, Roxanne," he said quietly, his voice s
SINNERS: Forbidden Tastes Better. 20: HE WAS PLAYED TOO.
20: HE WAS PLAYED TOO.Roxanne Flair.The world blurred into streaks of mahogany and emerald silk as Alaric strode down the corridor, his iron-clad arms locking me against the crushing breadth of his chest. His breathing wasn't the steady, calculating rhythm of a corporate monarch anymore; it was thick, ragged, and heavy with a terrifying, beastly possessiveness. I hammered my fists against his shoulders, but it was like hitting a brick wall. He was entirely consumed by the dark, monstrous jealousy that lurked beneath his tailored suits.He kicked open the door to a private, dimly lit lounge at the very end of the hall, stepped inside, and slammed it shut with his heel.Before I could even scream, his grip loosened and he threw me onto the leather couch. The impact jarred my bones, the heavy silk of my gown flying up around my thighs. I scrambled backward into the cushions, my chest heaving as I looked up. Alaric was already standing over me, his face cast in deep shadow. With a slow
SINNERS: Forbidden Tastes Better. 19: MISTAKEN.
19: MISTAKEN.Roxanne Flair.A wave of pure terror washed over me. I shot a panicked glance back toward the mahogany door down the hall. Lake is going to walk out at any second, my mind screamed. I tried to speak, but the words kept getting stuck in my throat, my chest heaving beneath the green silk gown."I... I went to use the restroom," I finally mumbled, the lie tasting like ash on my tongue.Alaric’s smirk faded, his eyes narrowing into cold, calculating slits as he glanced around the empty, secluded corridor. "The restrooms are in the west wing, princess. This isn't the direction of the lounge. Try again."Before I could form another frantic excuse, the heavy click of the mahogany door echoed down the hall.My heart completely stopped. Lake stepped out into the corridor, his face a perfectly constructed mask of complete indifference. The moment he saw us, his eyes flashed with a brief, sharp anger, but he quickly smoothed it over, putting on a lazy, arrogant stride as he began w
SINNERS: Forbidden Tastes Better. 18: THE ARCHITECTURE OF MALICE 2.
18: THE ARCHITECTURE OF MALICE 2.Richard.A dark, brilliant idea sparked in my mind, and I instantly smoothed my features into a look of sudden recognition. I slammed my palms together, a loud, sharp snap echoing through the quiet lounge."Oh, Fuck," I breathed, letting out a dry, forced chuckle as I stepped closer to him, wrapping my fingers around his forearm. "I remember now. Fuck it, Lake, her face... it just clicked."Lake’s eyes narrowed, his body leaning into mine. "What? Explain.""You remember that night?" I lied smoothly, my voice dropping into a low, gossipy whisper, my eyes flashing with a calculated venom. "The night you and I had that massive quarrel over the phone, and I told you I was going out to drink my mind away?"Lake nodded slowly, his grip tightening on my waist. "Yeah. I remember. What about it?""I went to that exclusive, underground club downtown," I whispered, weaving the web seamlessly. "I was sitting at the VIP bar, completely out of it, when that exact
SINNERS: Forbidden Tastes Better. 17: THE ARCHITECTURE OF MALICE.
17: THE ARCHITECTURE OF MALICE.Roxanne Flair.The brass handle felt like ice against my sweating palm. The air inside the private holding lounge was thick, smelling heavily of spilled bourbon, expensive leather, and the unmistakable, suffocating musk of sex. I expected panic. I expected them to scramble apart, a frantic rush of fabric and whispered curses.Instead, Richard rose to his full height with a torturously slow, fluid grace.He didn’t flinch. He didn’t even look surprised. Adjusting the lapels of his slightly rumpled shirt, he casually raised a thumb to wipe a lingering trace of wet saliva from the corner of his bottom lip. His eyes locked onto mine, carrying the exact same cruel, mocking glint that had terrorized my childhood across Kelvin’s dinner table."Hi, Roxie," he whispered. So low only I could hear.Lake’s posture went dead rigid. His sharp eyes darted between the two of us, his brow furrowing as a sudden, icy tension spiked through his frame. "Do you know her?" La
SINNERS: Forbidden Tastes Better. 16: HORROR.
Roxanne Flair.The smooth glide of the limousine came to a final, elegant halt. Through the tinted glass, I could see the towering glass facade of the venue, swarming with high-society guests and security details.Before I could even attempt to process the painful, throbbing ache between my thighs, the heavy car door was snapped open from the outside by a gala guard in a pristine white-gloved uniform. The crisp night air rushed into the luxurious backseat, chilling the bare, exposed skin of my lower body.I made a frantic move to slide toward the exit, my hands instinctively smoothing down the front of my emerald-green gown, trying to ensure the dangerously high slit didn’t reveal my complete lack of underwear."Remember everything the housekeeper taught you, Roxanne," Alaric’s deep baritone cut through the quiet, a low, commanding rumble that made my spine stiffen. "You are a DeLuca now. Act like it."But that wasn't the words of Mrs. Gable that was ringing on my mind. The exact wor
SINNERS: Forbidden Tastes Better. 05- THE ILLUSION OF FREEDOM 1.
05- THE ILLUSION OF FREEDOM 1.Roxanne Flair.The silence that followed Alaric’s revelation was heavy, suffocating, and absolute. The grand dining room, with its vaulted ceilings and glittering chandeliers, suddenly felt like a beautifully designed cage. I stared blindly at the fine china, the tea
SINNERS: Forbidden Tastes Better. 04- BETRAYAL.
04- BETRAYAL. Roxanne Flair. The coughing fit tore through my chest, harsh and violent. I clutched the edge of the mahogany table, my vision blurring with tears as I tried to force air back into my lungs. Directly across from me, the younger man didn't even bother to glance my way, let alone gra
SINNERS: Forbidden Tastes Better. 03- NO, IT CAN'T BE...
03- NO, IT CAN'T BE..Roxanne Flair. My fists rained down on the man’s rock-hard back, my knuckles bruising against the thick fabric of his suit. I kicked my legs wildly, thrashing like a wild animal caught in a trap, but it was entirely useless. With every desperate surge I made to pull myself
SINNERS: Forbidden Tastes Better. 02- SOLD OUT.
02- SOLD OUT Roxanne Flair. The chilly night air hit me the second I burst through the club’s back exit. I was shivering, my skin still flushed, and every step I took sent a sharp, throbbing reminder of the man in the VIP booth straight up my spine. My pussy was incredibly swollen, and I cou
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