All Chapters of Ninety Nine Days With The Stranger I Mistook For A CallBoy : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

AURIELLE Tyler’s gaze locked on mine, desperation flashing across his face. “Aurielle… God, it’s really you.”Dominic’s head snapped toward me, his sharp eyes narrowing. “You know him?”I swallowed hard, heart pounding. “Uhm, yeah, this is Tyler. We used to work together, before Victor. We… dated for a while.”Tyler stood up slowly, cuffs clinking. “Dated? We were in love, Aurielle. Until that bastard Victor sank his lies into you. I’ve been waiting for you to see your worth again. And now this?” He gestured around the cell. “You’re with him? This rich prick? I came here to talk some sense into you, to remind you what we had.”“Talk some sense?” I laughed bitterly, gripping the bars. “Tyler, let me be. We’re done, we’ve been done for years. Victor manipulated both of us, but I moved on, I'll advise you to do the same.”He pressed closer to the bars, voice pleading. “Moved on? By jumping into bed with Dominic Frost for his money? I know you, Aurielle. This isn’t you, I still love you,

AURIELLE “We should get some sleep,” I whispered, my voice shaky as the feeling of his hard bulge pressing firmly against my ass had sent my body into overdrive, but I forced myself to turn away, pulling the thin blanket higher over my shoulders. Dominic exhaled sharply behind me, his breath warm against my neck. “Yeah… sleep.” His voice was rough, strained, like he was fighting the same battle I was. He shifted slightly but didn’t move far away. “Goodnight, Aurielle.” The night passed in restlessly, every small movement made me hyper-aware of him lying just inches away. I finally drifted off to sleep. Morning light filtered through the small window. I woke to the sound of voices and the click of the door unlocking. Dominic was spooned tightly behind me, his chest pressed to my back, one strong arm wrapped possessively around my body. His face was buried in my hair. “Oh my God—” I gasped, breaking free instantly and scrambling to the edge of the bed. My face burned with em

AURIELLE Dominic looked down at me, searching my eyes for a moment before nodding. “Tell him we’ll be there.”James gave a small bow and left, closing the door quietly behind him.Dominic turned back to me, his expression a mix of frustration and something softer. “Prepare for tomorrow, and get enough rest.” I smiled and went back to my room. I slipped into my bedroom and closed the door, my body still buzzing from the hug. I sat on the corner of my bed, parting my legs slightly as I leaned back. My mind drifted to Dominic, the memory of his arm wrapped around my waist, holding me like I belonged there.I slid my hand under my dress, fingers brushing over my already wet underwear. A soft moan escaped as I found my swollen clit and began slow circles. “Dominic…” I whispered, imagining his breath on my neck.With my other hand, I tugged down the neckline of my dress and cupped my breast, rolling and pinching my nipple the way I wished he would, pleasure sparked hotter. I rubbed my cl

DOMINIC I needed to get out of the house, I had crossed every line we’d drawn. But what could I have done at that moment? She was sad about Victor and I needed to reassure her, certainly, there were other ways aside from using my lips, but that felt like the perfect solution, at least it was easier to tell myself that.During the drive, my mind kept replaying the way she had looked at me, the tremble in her voice, the taste of her lips when I finally gave in. What the hell am I doing? She was supposed to be temporary. A means to an end. I promised myself never to fall in love and end things in ninety-nine days. Yet every moment with her made that deadline feel like a threat instead of a finish line.As I pulled up to my company, chaos greeted me out front. A swarm of reporters and camera crews blocked the entrance, flashing lights with their loud questions filling the air.“Mr. Frost! Is the engagement to Aurielle real or just a desperate move to secure your inheritance?”“Sources

AURIELLE I snapped my head towards the door and the head cook staring back at me. I quickly hid the file behind my back and stood up straight, trying to look like I belonged there. Martha stopped in the doorway, holding a tray with a pot of tea and a cup. “Miss Aurielle, I am so sorry. I did not mean to disturb you, I was looking for Mr. Frost. He usually likes his evening tea brought to him around this time. What are you doing here in his private office?” I kept the file pressed tightly against my lower back. “It is none of your business, Martha. But if you must know, I got lost. This mansion is enormous and I didn’t realize how I ended up here. The hallways all look the same after a while.” Martha set the tea tray down carefully on the side table. She walked closer to me, her eyes narrowing as she sized me up from head to toe. “Miss, I know you are new to this mansion, but I want to let you know that I see all. I have worked for Mr. Frost for many years. I know his routines,