All Chapters of YES SIR; Forbidden Love Of Mine: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

DUNCAN POVSociopaths are real, evil, and unscrupulous. And I am an idiot who thought that there might be a little bit of goodness in them.That’s how I summed up my situation with a burning itch of resignation. Seated in the doctor’s office, drowning in the bottomless sea of my own thoughts as I waited for students to just disperse the fuck off so I could get a chance to see Crystal, I knew I was an inch before injuring someone.One thing about Felicia was that she had to keep pushing. No matter how hard you scream at her to stop, she just had to continue pushing, until you snapped into millions of shards of recklessness and bypassed all rationality; doing something that will have regret staring in your face for the rest of your days.That was her. All of her.The door tore open and in came the doctor- whatever his name was. He stood frozen against the door when he saw me on my feet, pacing in a very unhurried pace in his office,“Is she awake?” That was the first thing that came tu

DUNCAN POV The sound of silence inside my car was almost deafening. The perspiration drew lines down the windshield, cascading into the hood of the car.My hands were gripped on the steering wheel in a deathly grip, my left thumb caressing the buttons on the left side of the wheel. With an intense turmoil inside of me, I scrolled down the infotainment with the left button on my steering wheel, landing on France’s name, and then clicking on it. The line connected…“Hey…” her voice was groggy, as though the call had woken her up from deep slumber.“You’re sleeping?” It was a stupid question to ask, but I was compelled since the digital clock on my dashboard signaled it was only 10:30 into the night.“Yeah. Kind of exhausted. What’s up?” She said with a yawn. I nodded before tapping the steering wheel.“Where’s your sister?” The thought of her soured my mouth, but I had to pacify it so down. I couldn’t be angry, at least, not that kind of angry. Amidst people who didn’t want to grow u

CRYSTAL POVTime bespoke that it was a little after 11 when Duncan and I pulled up in the underground parking lot of his penthouse before the two of us hopped into the elevator. As soon as the elevator doors closed us in, shielding us away from the cruelty of the world, we were all over each other. Just a night without him and I felt like Grim Reaper had left with my soul. There was really no hope for me.A deep groan escaped his throat when he thrust his tongue into my mouth, sending a cold shiver down my spine. In the safety of his arms, the recent events came pouring down at me like summer rain, uneasiness creeping into the hollow of my chest and settling there in all of its entirety. My stomach dipped as his arms started caressing my back, leaving trails of hot fire licking my skin even though I had a damn sweater on.“You’re trembling.” He breathed out breaking the kiss, but his forehead came and crushed onto mine as though he dreaded the idea of our skin not touching. His hands

CRYSTAL POVWe were inside Rosehill underground parking lot when Duncan gently shook me awake.“Hey, we’re home.” His voice was feather light, caressing me with its smoothness and washing over me like summer rain. I must have been knocked out at some point in the club.Shit. Why are my ears ringing?I grimaced when my pulse thumped harder than the bass speakers, sending a continuous tide of pain that permeated through the thickness of my skull. I clutched my head with both hands and leaned back into the headrest. The door to my side was wrenched open, right before Duncan’s hands looped around the crook of my knees and behind my back. He effortlessly pulled me out of the car, sending me afloat into the air. My head felt like it was pulled back by gravity as it languidly fell back, pulling some tendons.“Careful.” He warned, shifting me in his hold until the nape of my neck was on his upper man. I was a solid bundle of flesh and bone, but this man carried me like a bag of potatoes. It

DUNCAN POVI’d never hated a thing in my life.I had a weird feeling close to ‘not understanding’ my mom because she was a bitch at me after dad left her almost 100 years ago, and she thought she could take control of my life and restrict all the things I do. People I date, people I hang out with. So I withdrew 90% of the money dad left for her, then ran. Never looked back. I remember vividly the day I thought we could mend our relationship; took Felicia to Egypt to introduce her to mom.Worst Mistake of my life. Look, I loved my mother, but she was a bitch in all senses of the word. I never allowed myself to come to a point where I ‘hate’ something or someone because it was just mentally draining not liking someone and wishing bad upon them. But now, It was safe to say I had learned how to hate, and I was doing a perfect job at it.I hated Felicia and everything she branded, Except our daughter,I hated the idea of anything happening to Crystal.And that is why I needed to do what