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His 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
Last Updated : 2025-01-10His Sinful Desire Chapter 68
ERICA The fluorescent lights in the club’s washroom buzzed faintly as I leaned over the sink, letting the cold water splash against my face. I gripped the edges of the porcelain basin tightly, my reflection staring back at me through the cracked mirror. My makeup, though still mostly intact, was starting to feel heavy, the weight of my foundation and eyeliner matching the exhaustion I felt in my chest. It had been days since I was discharged, and already I was back here, back to work, trying to pretend like my life wasn’t spiraling. I patted my face dry with a paper towel, taking a deep breath. “You can do this, Erica,” I whispered to myself, my voice barely audible over the muffled bass thumping from the lounge. I adjusted my outfit—a glittering black bikini top and matching bottoms, the standard uniform for girls like me here. It wasn’t glamorous, but it paid the debt hanging over my head, and that was all I needed. My skin prickled under the fluorescent light as I squared my sh
Last Updated : 2025-01-11His 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
Last Updated : 2025-01-12His 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
Last Updated : 2025-01-13His 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.
Last Updated : 2025-01-14His 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
Last Updated : 2025-01-15
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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
