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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
Last Updated : 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
Last Updated : 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.
Last Updated : 2025-01-05His Sinful Desire Chapter 63
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
Last Updated : 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
Last Updated : 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
Last Updated : 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
Last Updated : 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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MONTHS LATERThe hospital room was quiet, save for the soft beeping of the monitors and the occasional cooing sound from the tiny bundle in Erica’s arms. Warm sunlight streamed through the large windows, casting a golden glow over the space. It felt peaceful—like the whole world had stilled just for this moment.Raffael sat beside the hospital bed, his eyes never leaving them. His wife. His child. His entire world wrapped up in a single frame. He had never known a love like this before, never imagined he could feel so much all at once.“She’s perfect,” he murmured, reaching out to gently trace a finger over their daughter’s tiny hand. The baby stirred slightly, her fingers curling instinctively around his. His heart clenched.Erica let out a soft laugh, exhaustion evident in her voice, but her eyes shone with warmth. “She has your nose.”Raffael smirked. “And your lips.”Erica glanced down at their baby, brushing her thumb over the soft skin of her cheek. “I still can’t believe she’s
His Sinful Desire Chapter 107
ERICA’S POVThe house felt strangely quiet after Clarissa and her mother left, as if all the tension had been sucked out of the air along with them.Raffael’s mother, still standing in the middle of the living room, let out a long, tired sigh. She turned to her son, her expression softer now—almost vulnerable.“I owe you an apology,” she said quietly. “I should have told you the truth a long time ago.”Raffael didn’t respond immediately. His jaw was tight, his hands still clenched at his sides. I could tell he was still processing everything that had just happened.His mother continued, her voice thick with emotion. “Clarissa’s mother has used this secret to blackmail me for years. Every time I tried to stand my ground, she would threaten to tell you. I was so afraid of losing you, of what you might think of me.” She swallowed hard. “But today… today, you stood up for me.”Raffael finally exhaled, his shoulders loosening just slightly. He stepped forward, his voice steady. “Nothing wi
His Sinful Desire Chapter 106
ERICA’S POVIt had been a week since we got back from Chicago, but the tension in the air made it feel like no time had passed at all.Things should have felt different. The house should have felt like home again. But instead, it felt like we were holding our breath, waiting for the next storm to hit.And today, it finally did.Raffael’s mother had insisted on this meeting. She claimed it was necessary after Clarissa went to her, sobbing about their engagement being over. Raffael had been furious when he found out. He didn’t want to see Clarissa, let alone entertain her or her mother in his house. He had made it clear that whatever history they shared was over.But in the end, he agreed.Not for Clarissa. Not for her mother.For his own mother. And, in some way, for me.Now, we sat in the living room, and whatever peace we had hoped to maintain had long since shattered.Clarissa’s mother sat stiffly across from us, her face pinched in disapproval. Her sharp gaze moved between Raffael
His Sinful Desire Chapter 105
ERICA’S POVI sat in the living room, curled up on the couch, staring blankly at the coffee table. My hands rested in my lap, fingers intertwined, squeezing together every now and then just to feel something—anything—other than the dull ache in my chest.The house was quiet. Unsettlingly so.The silence pressed in from all sides, heavy and suffocating, amplifying the thoughts I had tried so hard to push away. The weight of it sat in my chest, making it hard to breathe, hard to think.I hadn’t seen Raffael since last night. Since that moment. Since my world turned upside down.I told myself I didn’t care. That I didn’t want to see him, that I didn’t need to hear whatever excuse he had prepared.But the truth was, I had spent the whole day waiting.Waiting for him to come to me.Waiting for him to explain.Waiting for something.Something that never came.The hours stretched painfully, each second dragging on longer than the last. Every small sound in the house made my heart jolt, only
His Sinful Desire Chapter 104
RAFFAELThe conference room was empty, silent except for the faint hum of the air conditioning. I paced back and forth, dragging a hand through my hair, my thoughts a chaotic mess.I hadn’t slept.Not a second.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the look on Erica’s face when she walked in last night—the shock, the hurt, the betrayal. It burned into my mind like a wound that wouldn’t close. She hadn’t given me a chance to explain, hadn’t let me tell her that I pulled away the second Clarissa kissed me.But why would she?She had every right to shut me out.I had spent the entire night waiting for her to open her door, knocking, calling her name, begging for just a second of her time—but she never did. The silence on the other side of that door was louder than any words she could have said.And this morning?Nothing.Not a single sign of her.The realization that she didn’t even want to see me twisted like a knife in my chest.I clenched my jaw, my hands fisting at my sides as I turned
His Sinful Desire Chapter 103
ERICA’S POVThe moment Raffael pulled away, everything inside me shattered.I stood frozen in the doorway, my feet rooted to the floor, my breath caught somewhere between my lungs and throat. My vision blurred as my brain struggled to process what I had just seen. Raffael. Clarissa. Their lips.I felt sick.Clarissa’s eyes landed on me first. The corners of her lips curled into a smug, knowing smirk, and her gaze flicked between me and Raffael like she had just won some twisted game.Then Raffael turned. The second he saw me, all the color drained from his face, his eyes going wide with shock and something that almost looked like fear.“Erica—” His voice was sharp, urgent, desperate.But I didn’t wait to hear whatever excuse he had.I turned and ran.My heart pounded violently against my ribs, my stomach twisting into painful knots as I rushed down the hallway. I could hear the quick, heavy thuds of Raffael’s footsteps right behind me, hear the way he called my name, voice full of urg
His Sinful Desire Chapter 102
RAFFAEL’S POVI sat at my desk, fingers flying over the keyboard as I worked, my eyes fixed on the screen. The glow from the monitor was the only source of light in the dark room, creating shadows across the walls. The document in front of me was filled with numbers, reports, projections—things that required my attention. Things that demanded focus. And that was exactly what I needed right now.Work had always been my escape. The one thing I could rely on when everything else felt out of my control. It was predictable, structured—unlike the chaos unraveling in my personal life. Numbers didn’t change on a whim. Spreadsheets didn’t come with complicated emotions. Deadlines didn’t demand explanations.Unlike Clarissa.I clenched my jaw, fingers pressing harder against the keys.Everything between us had spiraled so fast. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I hadn’t planned for tonight to end in a fight, hadn’t expected to break things off with her in such a brutal, final way. But it had
His Sinful Desire Chapter 101
ERICA’S POVThe room felt frozen.Clarissa stood in the doorway, her gaze flickering between me and Raffael, her expression unreadable for a moment—until she laughed.A sharp, manic laugh that sent a chill down my spine.Raffael tensed immediately. His hands clenched into fists at his sides as he slowly stood up. I could feel the shift in his demeanor, the way his entire body stiffened in shock.“What are you doing here?” he asked, his voice low, controlled—but I could hear the irritation bleeding through.Clarissa smirked, flipping her long dark hair over her shoulder as she stepped inside, completely unbothered by the tension crackling in the room.“Is this why you didn’t bother telling me about your little trip?” she drawled, sauntering past him like she owned the place. “So you could sneak off with her and let her warm your bed?”My heart pounded.Raffael inhaled sharply, nostrils flaring as he turned to face her. “Clarissa, don’t start—”“Oh, I will start,” she snapped, turning t
His Sinful Desire Chapter 100
ERICA’S POVIt had been a week.Seven days since Raffael had looked me in the eyes and told me he loved me. Seven days since he’d shattered every assumption I’d ever had about him. Seven days since I’d decided—against my better judgment—to give him a chance to prove it.And in those seven days, I had seen a version of him I never thought existed.It still didn’t feel real.I kept expecting the old Raffael to slip through the cracks—the cold, arrogant man who had once treated me like an inconvenience. The one who barely acknowledged me unless it was to make a sharp remark or push me away. But that man had seemingly vanished, replaced by someone… softer.Not soft—Raffael could never be soft. But different. Gentler.He still had that quiet intensity, that unwavering confidence that made it seem like the whole world revolved around him. But now, that intensity was directed toward me in ways I didn’t know how to handle.He brought me flowers every morning—fresh, beautiful arrangements that
