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His Sinful Desire Chapter 60
ERICA The sharp beam of headlights cut through the darkness, washing over me. I froze, clutching my bag so tightly to my chest that I felt the rough fabric dig into my palms. My heart pounded wildly, each thud echoing in my ears and drowning out the gentle symphony of chirping crickets.Why is he back so early? Did he forget anything? Damn! Of all the days he decided to come back early! Breathe, Erica. Think. I dropped to the ground, scrambling into the bushes near the gate. The thorny branches scratched my arms and snagged the hem of my shirt, but I barely noticed. My focus was entirely on keeping my breathing steady, shallow, silent. The car door opened. Even without seeing his face, I knew it was him. Raffael. His broad shoulders caught the faint glow of the car’s interior light. His movements were deliberate, calm. Every step he took exuded an unshakable confidence, as if he already knew exactly what he’d find. No. He couldn’t have seen me. He couldn’t. I pressed my body lo
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-03His Sinful Desire Chapter 61
ERICA I didn’t dare look back. Every part of me screamed to stop, to rest, but the fear pounding in my chest wouldn’t let me. My legs moved on their own, fueled by pure adrenaline, while the cold night air bit at my skin. My heart hammered wildly, my lungs burned, and every desperate breath felt like it wasn’t enough. Behind me, his voice rose, sharp and angry, cutting through the still night like a blade. “Erica! Stop!” Raffael’s shout carried authority, the kind that could make someone freeze on instinct. Not me. Not tonight. I gritted my teeth, pushing myself harder, my steps quick and uneven. “No!” I yelled over my shoulder, the word raw and trembling. My voice felt small, swallowed by the vast emptiness of the dark street. “I can’t! You don’t understand—I have to go!” “You’re only making this worse for yourself!” he bellowed. His voice sounded closer, and I felt a shiver run through me. “Stop now, or you’ll regret it!” Regret? His words pierced my mind, their meaning twis
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-04His Sinful Desire Chapter 62
ERICA When I opened my eyes, the whiteness almost blinded me. The room was so bright it felt unnatural, like stepping into a void. The walls, the ceiling, the sheets—everything was searingly white, almost sterile. A faint, rhythmic beeping filled the air, syncing with the pounding in my head. I blinked a few times, my vision blurry, and tried to move. The slightest shift made my head throb, the pain radiating down my neck. I groaned softly, squeezing my eyes shut. Where was I? The smell of antiseptic answered the question before my brain could catch up. A hospital. I was in a hospital. But why? Then it all hit me at once. Running. The woods. The tree. The crash. Raffael. The memories came in flashes, disjointed and overwhelming. I remembered his voice chasing me through the night, the fear that drove me to keep running, the moment my body slammed into the tree. My stomach turned, and a wave of nausea washed over me. I lifted my hand to touch my head, but something stopped me.
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ERICA The white walls of the hospital room felt like they were closing in on me, suffocating me with their sterile brightness. The steady beeping of the heart monitor was a cruel metronome, marking the endless minutes I spent in silence. The ache in my chest had nothing to do with my injuries—it was the hollow emptiness of waiting. Waiting for him. It had been an entire day. Twenty-four hours since Raffael had walked out, his anger sharp and biting, his words cutting deeper than the wound on my head. I hadn’t expected him to apologize; that wasn’t who Raffael was. But I had expected… something. A glimpse of concern, even if it was disguised as irritation. I stared at the clock on the wall, the second hand ticking forward relentlessly. Morning had turned to afternoon, then evening, and still no sign of him. Why does it matter? I scolded myself. You wanted him to leave you alone. You wanted space. But the ache in my chest betrayed me. It did matter. And that infuriated me. I trie
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-06His Sinful Desire Chapter 64
ERICA My chest still heaved, the weight of what had just happened crushing me from the inside out. Clarissa’s words echoed in my ears like a broken record. “You’re nothing but a pest that needs to be exterminated.” She was gone now, but the fear lingered, crawling up my spine and settling in the pit of my stomach. My throat burned from the screams I hadn’t dared to let out. I stared at the door, half-expecting her to burst back in, pillow in hand, ready to finish what she’d started. But instead, it swung open slowly, and a different figure stepped in. Raffael. I didn’t know if I should feel relief or resentment. He strolled in with his usual commanding presence, his eyes sharp as they landed on me. “Still awake,” he said, his voice low but firm. He came closer, his gaze flickering over my face before settling on the untouched tray of food Romano had brought earlier. His expression darkened. “You haven’t eaten,” he snapped, picking up the tray and holding it in front of me like
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-07His Sinful Desire Chapter 65
ERICA The room was quiet, almost too quiet. The dim light of the bedside lamp cast long shadows across the walls, and the muffled hum of the city filtered through the blinds. I lay there, staring up at the ceiling, unable to shut my mind off. My body was still sore, but the real pain wasn’t physical. I shifted slightly in the bed, wincing as a dull ache shot through my ribs. The room smelled like antiseptic, sharp and sterile, reminding me that this wasn’t home—not that Raffael’s mansion ever felt like home either. Clarissa. Her name burned in my chest like acid. I couldn’t forget the look on her face when she leaned over me, pretending to care, her fake smile masking the venom underneath. She had kissed Raffael right in front of me, like she owned him, like she was marking her territory. And maybe she did own him. That thought sent a fresh wave of bitterness through me. Raffael hadn’t even noticed. He hadn’t noticed how tense I was, how I flinched every time Clarissa moved
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-08His Sinful Desire Chapter 66
ERICA DAYS LATER I woke up to the sound of soft footsteps and the faint rustle of papers. My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dim morning light streaming through the blinds. The nurse, a middle-aged woman with a warm, maternal smile, was standing by the foot of my bed, clipboard in hand. “Good morning, sweetheart,” she said, her voice cheerful as she checked the machines around me. “Morning,” I replied groggily, my throat dry. She walked closer, holding a tray with a light breakfast—a bowl of oatmeal, a small juice box, and a banana. She placed it on the small table by my bed and began taking my vitals. “How are you feeling today?” she asked, gently pressing a stethoscope to my chest. “Same as yesterday,” I muttered, trying not to flinch at the cold metal against my skin. She chuckled softly. “That’s progress, isn’t it? Now, let’s get you eating. You need your strength.” I eyed the tray with no enthusiasm. My stomach churned at the thought of food. “I’m not hungr
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-09His Sinful Desire Chapter 67
THIRD PERSON The hospital room had grown unbearably stifling. Erica leaned her head against the cool metal of the bed frame, staring at the pale yellow walls that had become her prison for the past week. She exhaled slowly, her fingers twitching restlessly against the blanket. She hated this—being trapped inside like some fragile thing. She wasn’t dying, yet everyone treated her like she was. The days bled into each other, marked only by the nurses’ rounds and the occasional hum of conversation outside her door. She couldn’t even remember the last time she’d seen the world beyond this room. Her thoughts were interrupted by a light knock. A male nurse, probably in his late twenties, peeked in with a friendly smile. “Good morning, Erica. How are we doing today?” She turned her head, forcing a small smile. “Same as yesterday. And the day before that.” He chuckled, walking over to check her IV and monitor. “Well, at least you’re consistent. You look better, though. Progress.” Erica
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His Sinful Desire Chapter 77
Clarissa pushed her way into the club, her heart pounding harder than the bass reverberating through the walls. The usual haze of smoke and neon lights felt suffocating, but she barely noticed. Panic gripped her chest like a vice, making it hard to breathe. Her eyes darted across the room, searching desperately until they locked on Ray. He was lounging in his usual corner booth in the VIP section, his signature smirk in place as he held a glass of whiskey. The sight of him brought no comfort—only more fear. Without hesitation, she moved toward him, weaving through the crowd with shaky steps. When she reached the booth, Ray glanced up, his smirk widening briefly before his brow furrowed. “Clarissa,” he drawled, leaning back against the plush leather. “What’s got you in such a rush? You look like—” “Shut up,” she snapped, sliding into the seat across from him. Her voice was trembling, her hands gripping her purse like it was the only thing keeping her grounded. “I need to talk to
His Sinful Desire Chapter 76
RAFFAELI woke up earlier than usual, the sunlight streaming through the windows irritating my already pissed mood. The faint sound of birds chirping outside did nothing to soften my disposition. I’d barely slept last night, my mind replaying the argument with Erica over and over. Her sharp words still stung, but I brushed it off. She’d learn her place soon enough.I threw on a shirt and headed downstairs, expecting the usual smell of coffee brewing and breakfast sizzling on the stove. But when I walked into the kitchen, I was met with silence—and an empty countertop. My brows furrowed as I glanced around. The table wasn’t set, and the kitchen was untouched.“What the hell?” I muttered under my breath.I waited for a minute, expecting Erica to come rushing in, offering some half-hearted apology for being late. But there was nothing. Just more silence.My irritation flared. She was pushing her limits again. After last night, she should’ve known better than to test my patience. I storme
His Sinful Desire Chapter 75
ERICA The ride home was suffocating. The silence between us was loud—deafening, really. Raffael didn’t say a word, but I could feel his anger like a storm brewing in the cramped space of the car. He gripped the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles were white, his jaw clenched, and his eyes fixed on the road like it had personally offended him. I wanted to say something, to defend myself, but the weight of his fury kept me frozen. What could I say, anyway? He wouldn’t believe me. He never did. I stared out the window, the neon lights of the city blurring into streaks of color as we sped through the streets. My chest was tight, my mind racing with everything that had happened. Jordan’s face kept flashing in my head—how he’d tried to protect me, how he’d offered to help even when he had so little to give. And how Raffael had beaten him for it. My stomach churned at the memory, guilt and anger mixing into a toxic cocktail. Jordan didn’t deserve that. He didn’t deserve to be dragged
His Sinful Desire Chapter 74
ERICA Raffael’s glare burned into me like fire, his jaw clenched so tight I could almost hear his teeth grinding. “Who the hell do you think you are, Erica?” His voice was low but filled with so much venom it made my chest tighten. “Entertaining your little lovers under my roof?” My heart sank as I stood frozen, trying to steady my breathing. “Raffael, it’s not what you think—” “Not what I think?” He cut me off, his voice rising. “I walk into my club and see you trying to lock lips with some nobody, and you dare tell me it’s not what I think? Don’t insult my intelligence.” “It’s none of your business!” I snapped, my voice shaking but firm. “You own my debt, not me. My personal life has nothing to do with you.” His laugh was cold, cruel, and sharp enough to make my skin crawl. “Nothing to do with me? Everything you do has to do with me, Erica. You’re mine until your debt is paid, and I don’t take kindly to being disrespected.” I felt a surge of anger rise in my chest. “Yo
His Sinful Desire Chapter 73
ERICA The music thumped through the walls of the private lounge, muffled but persistent, a constant reminder of where I was. The air inside was thick, dimly lit by the faint glow of the neon signs outside. I sat across from Jordan, my only friend, the only person who felt like a piece of my past in a world I barely recognized anymore. His expression was a mixture of determination and concern, and his hands rested on the table between us, palms up, as if he was physically offering me something I couldn’t take. “Erica, you can’t keep doing this,” he said, his voice steady but filled with frustration. “This isn’t you. It’s not the girl I grew up with.” I avoided his gaze, staring down at my hands. “That girl doesn’t exist anymore, Jordan.” “That’s not true,” he said firmly. “She’s sitting right in front of me. You’re just stuck in this… situation, but you’re still her. And you can get out of this. We can get you out.” I let out a dry laugh, shaking my head. “You don’t understan
His Sinful Desire Chapter 72
CLARISSA I woke up to a throbbing ache in my skull, the kind that made my entire body feel like it weighed a ton. The room smelled faintly of alcohol and cheap cologne, and the sheets around me were tangled and suffocating. For a few seconds, I was disoriented, my mind foggy from whatever had fueled last night’s disaster. But then it hit me like a freight train—the club, the drinks, the tears, Ray. Panic gripped me, icy and relentless. I turned my head, almost unwillingly, and there he was. Ray. Lying on his back, his chest bare and his face calm, as though this was just another ordinary morning for him. His dark hair was tousled, his features relaxed in sleep. It made me sick. I sat up so fast that the room tilted, and I had to steady myself by grabbing the edge of the bed. My heart pounded as memories from last night rushed back in disjointed flashes—his voice coaxing me, his hands on my skin, and the alcohol that made it all feel like a haze. My stomach twisted in revulsion. “W
His Sinful Desire Chapter 71
RAFFAEL DAYS LATER The contract in front of me blurred as I tried, for the fifth time, to focus on it. Numbers and clauses swirled on the page, meaningless. My pen hovered above the dotted line, but my hand didn’t move. It wasn’t the deal that bothered me—it was solid, lucrative even. Yet, no matter how much I told myself to pay attention, my thoughts drifted. To her. And him. I leaned back in my chair, exhaling slowly. Jordan. A sudden regular patron of the club. The guy’s name was an itch I couldn’t scratch. I’d noticed he had always been asking for Erica. Always lingering. He spent generously, which, on paper, should’ve pleased me. The whole point of this business was to rake in cash, and she was doing exactly that. A loyal, generous client like him was a jackpot. But every time I saw him with her, I felt the same sharp pang of irritation. He looked at her like he knew her, like he had the right to laugh with her, to sit too close and touch her hand. And she didn’t stop him.
His Sinful Desire Chapter 70
RAFFAEL The low hum of bass pulsed through the club as I stepped inside, my usual calm unraveling with every step I took. The dim lights, the scent of expensive liquor, and the cacophony of voices grated against my nerves tonight. None of it mattered. My focus was on her—Erica. I scanned the room briefly before heading toward the bar, signaling for one of the female staff. She hurried over, her gaze flickering nervously as she met my eyes. “Where’s Erica?” I asked, my voice steady but laced with an edge that warned her not to test my patience. “She’s busy,” the girl stammered, wringing her hands. “She’s in the middle of entertaining a client—” “I don’t care,” I cut her off, my tone dropping. “Bring her to me. Now.” Her face paled, but she hesitated. “S-she’s in the executive lounge,” she finally admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. I nodded once, dismissing her with a sharp glance. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?” I turned on my heel and made my way to the executive loung
His Sinful Desire Chapter 69
ERICA I sat by the window, the tattered scarf draped across my lap, its loose threads slipping between my fingers. The needle moved clumsily in my hand, weaving in and out of the worn fabric. It was slow, almost meditative work, but it kept me grounded, kept my thoughts from spiraling too far into memories I wished I could forget. The scarf wasn’t anything special. Just a little thing my dad had given me years ago during a winter we couldn’t afford proper jackets. It had a hole now, a jagged tear running down one side. Fixing it felt symbolic—like mending the broken parts of myself. But every stitch reminded me of how fragile life had become. Outside, the sun hung low, casting an orange glow across the city. Mom used to tell me life was unpredictable, that even when it knocked you down, you had to find a way to stand back up. “You’re stronger than you think, Erica,” she’d say, her hands smoothing my hair when I cried over things that felt so big at the time but were nothing compar
