Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire’s Forbidden Desire(One contract. One rule): Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Alex didn’t waste time as he took command and roughly helped me remove my shirt, not even bothering to unbutton it. He just pulls it off and throws it to the floor. Then, he turns me around, forcing me to bend over his desk.My dick stood at attention, my pants were the only thing stopping me from being completely exposed. My breath became shaky, and I felt lightheaded, like I could faint at any moment. This wasn’t how I thought this would happen. I had thought that we would make love after having lunch and teasing each other, not have hate sex in his damn office.I whimpered, a noise I had never made before as Alex pushes my trousers down, my dick springing free and hitting the cold wooden table. I gasped, feeling both anticipation and humiliation at the same time. Alex pushed down his own pants, his cock rock hard and angry-looking. He didn’t even bother with a lube, he just spits in his hand and rubbed it over his huge length. I heard the wet noise as Alex pumps himself a couple o

AlexI hadn't been back to the penthouse since that day Ethan came to my office. I saw the way he looked at me after what I did to him, those wide blue eyes…… They showed me the pain I had caused him, even though he hadn't done anything to deserve it. I knew I had broken something precious between us, something that had been growing without me realizing it. The truth was, the morning after that night…the night I had taken him, made him mine over and over again throughout the night. It hit me hard that I wanted and cared about him way too much. More than I should have, more than was safe, more than any contract said.That's where the problem was: control. I had built everything, my business, my image, my whole life on never losing control again. Not to rivals, not to investors, not to the media, and definitely not to this sweet, tempting guy who looked at me like I was the only thing keeping him on his feet. That morning I woke up with him tangled around me, I haven’t woken up next to

Ethan’s povI woke up with a faint headache on the side of my head. The concussion was still there, a nasty reminder that wouldn't stop. The doctor had told me to rest, to stay calm, and not to think or worry too much. But I was restless, staring at the ceiling of my dad’s house. It was a weird ceiling, very fancy with chandeliers and shiny trim. I felt like I didn't belong there.The sheets were too soft and smelled like lavender. Not the usual detergent smell, but something fancy, picked out by a servant or the woman who acted like she owned the place. I hated that I couldn't get rid of the memory of her touch the other night, how her hand brushed mine in a way that felt too intentional. I turned over, staring at my glowing phone, before I could stop myself, I dialed my sister's number…….the one person I could always count on.She picked up after a few rings, her voice filled the room instantly and made me feel a bit better. Her voice was soft and a little rough, like I had woken he

“The Alexander Veyron?”, I asked trying not to show any reaction, my throat closed up. Just saying his name felt like I was going to break. My heart started pounding so loud I couldn't hear anything else. Alexander. The one man that means everything to me. His touch was burned in my brain even as I tried to forget him, even as I tried to just be mad and move on.“What does he have to do with this?” I asked, what does my father know, does he know about us?Claudia put her foot harder against mine, like she was marking her spot, like she knew my head was a mess. I didn't look at her, I just stared at my father.“What does he have to do with this”? he asked, sounding annoyed. “"He has everything to do with this. That guy is a snake. He hides what he really wants behind being nice and acting important. He fools people. He wants what I've built. He wants to take your inheritance, your future, everything. I won't let him not while I'm alive”.I wanted to laugh or scream and tell him he had

The door slammed, louder than it should have been, and I stood there with my lips bruised, my body hot, and my mind spinning. The man I had a crush on for the longest time had just kissed me…..claimed me and revealed that he had always being gay. And just my luck he is too scared, too controlled by his father, to admit it.Uhhhhhhh! Can’t life give me a fucking break? Just once. That’s all I ask.My legs felt weak as I stumbled back against the table, pressing a hand to my chest like I could hold myself together. I remembered the first time I came out, back in high school. My father had waved it off, thinking it was a phase, a joke, something I would grow out of. My mother had dragged me to church, thinking prayer would fix it. Kids had made fun of me, whispered about me and tried to corner me in the halls, but I had stood my ground, refusing to back down or hide who I was.I had been so in love with my first boyfriend Fabian, but he broke my heart. I had been devastated, had cried f