All Chapters of TEMPT ME, MASTER : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The girls' hostel was quiet, but Chloe’s mind was screaming. It was 11:30 PM, and the air in her small room felt too thick to breathe. She was wearing a tiny silk dress with nothing underneath—no bra, no panties, just the thin fabric against her skin. She had one goal tonight: the boys' hostel, Room 402.Jax was the new guy. He had messy dark hair, eyes that looked right through you, and a body that looked like it was carved out of stone. Every girl on campus was talking about him, but Chloe didn't want to talk. She wanted to feel him.She slipped out of her window, her heart hammering against her ribs. The grass was cold under her feet as she ran across the dark campus. The boys' hostel was a place most girls stayed away from at night, but Chloe felt a different kind of hunger. She reached the back entrance, slipped past the sleeping guard, and started climbing the stairs.The KnockWhen she reached Room 402, she didn't hesitate. She knocked three times—hard.The door swung open, and

The water was still dripping from their bodies as they stepped out of the shower stall. Chloe felt heavy and warm. Her legs were shaking so much she could barely stand. Jax wrapped the dry part of the towel around her shoulders, but his eyes were already looking for the next place to claim her."The laundry room is just around the corner," Jax whispered. He leaned in and licked a stray drop of water from her collarbone. "Nobody goes there this late. And the machines... they make a lot of noise. We won't have to be so quiet."Chloe felt a jolt of excitement. She loved the risk. She loved that Jax couldn't get enough of her. She pulled her wet, see-through dress back over her head. It stuck to her skin, showing every curve of her body. "Lead the way," she breathed.They crept through the hallway again. The boys' hostel was silent. They reached a heavy metal door. Jax pushed it open, and the smell of detergent and warm air hit them. The room was full of massive white washing machines and

The sun was just starting to turn the sky a pale, dusty gray. Inside Room 402, the air was still heavy and hot. Chloe sat on the edge of Jax’s bed, trying to pull her hair into some kind of order. Her body felt heavy, and her skin was sensitive to every touch of the air. She looked at Jax, who was lying back against the pillows, watching her with a dark, satisfied look in his eyes."You're not leaving yet," Jax said. It wasn't a question. It was a command."Jax, the sun is coming up," Chloe whispered, though she didn't move. "If I get caught sneaking out of the boys' wing now, everyone will know.""Let them know," Jax said, reaching out and grabbing her wrist. He pulled her back onto the bed. "I want to leave you with a memory that lasts longer than the walk back to your room. One last time, Chloe. No roommates, no laundry machines. Just me and you, until you can't even remember your own name."The Final HuntChloe didn't fight him. She couldn't. The way Jax looked at her—like she was

The elevator was made of glass and gold. As it zipped up to the top floor of the tallest building in the city, Lila could see the lights of the world below getting smaller and smaller. Her heart was beating so fast she thought it might pop out of her chest. She was wearing a red dress that was so tight it felt like a second skin. Underneath, she wore nothing at all. She wanted to be ready for him.The elevator doors opened directly into Julian’s penthouse. The room was huge. It had white marble floors, black leather furniture, and windows that went from the floor to the ceiling. The whole city was looking in, but no one could see them up here.Julian was standing at a small bar, pouring a glass of dark liquid. He had already taken off his tie. His white shirt was unbuttoned at the top, and his sleeves were rolled up, showing his strong, hairy forearms. When he heard the elevator, he didn't turn around."You're exactly on time, Lila," he said. "I like that in a girl. It shows she’s hun

Lila walked back into the ballroom, her legs feeling heavy and weak. Every step she took made the silver fabric of her dress rub against her sensitive skin. She could still feel the warmth of Julian inside her, a thick and heavy reminder of what had just happened on that wooden table. She found a spot near the bar and ordered a glass of water, her hands shaking so much the ice clinked against the glass.Five minutes later, Julian appeared. He looked perfectly calm, as if he hadn't just been roaring like an animal in a dark room. He stood next to her and ordered a scotch. He didn't look at her, but his shoulder brushed against hers."The gala is over for us," he whispered, his voice low and smooth. "My car is waiting outside. We’re going to the airport."Lila’s heart skipped a beat. "The airport? Now?""I told you, Lila," Julian said, finally turning to look at her. His eyes were dark and full of a new kind of hunger. "I want you all to myself. No gala, no offices, no city. Just the is