All Chapters of Sinful Attraction:My Billionaire Husband And His Best Friend: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Sandalwood…. It smelt of sandalwood in his arms, and as soothing as it was, the nausea I felt was way too much to be subdued, I clamped my palm against my mouth as I let myself crumble completely. He said nothing as he gently guided me to the floor; the cold and hard floor. “Calm yourself”. He said to me. His voice, it still sounded as deep and distant as ever, as bewitching but cold as it always did, now I felt not just my stomach but my heart clench as well, and now I couldn’t keep my tears from falling as he guided my head to lean against his chest. My shoulders shook as the sobs choked me over and over again. “She can’t be gone”. I cried quietly. “She’s gone, I’m sorry”. He said. I shook my head. It was easy for him to just accept that she was gone; it was easy for him to just say it as though it were nothing. I pried my face from his chest so I could look up at him, so I could look up to see those chilling grey eyes staring down at me. “How easy it is for you to say

Now, it wasn’t the memories of that night that hurt me so much, rather, it was the fact that I had woken up the next morning to find myself alone in my bed, I had pulled myself together and had immersed myself in a tub of warm water to soothe my spent and sore body. I had woken up with a bad feeling gnawing at my nerves, somehow I knew that I had made the greatest mistake of my life by letting this happen, I knew that I could no longer force aside my attraction for him, I knew that I had fallen completely and absolutely. I didn’t see him for the rest of the day, and when I did see him the next day he had attempted to walk past me as though nothing had happened at all. *flashback* “Wait”. I said. He didn’t stop this time, he just kept on walking as though I hadn’t spoken at all, as though I wasn’t even there. I felt my heart constrict painfully and it didn’t take much for my tears to break free. “Wait, please”. I said again, my voice had never sounded more broken. He turned aro

“Will she be alright?”. “Yes. However, I’ll advice that she gets all the emotional support she can get, she’ll need it to truly get better……” I blinked a couple of times as I tried to clear the drug-induced fogginess from my mind. I could hear voices again, and like the previous times, it sounded as though people were speaking from behind a glass wall, it sounded distant and faint; with the subtlest of echoes. I couldn’t quite tell who exactly it was that was speaking to the nurse or doctor; I couldn’t tell if it was Micheal or….Calan. I doubted the latter though, Calan didn’t care enough, he never did and he never would. A heavy breath left me, one which carried sorrows and grief, however, I didn’t feel lighter, far from that, I wasn’t sure I’d feel lighter or better anytime soon. Earlier, I had returned to bed with the help of Micheal, and for a moment I had just lay still, staring up at the ceiling with glassy eyes, and then he had said: “Good to see that you’re awake”. *F

“Alexa, we’re here”. I blinked a couple of times as Calan’s voice gently brought me out of my reverie. I couldn’t believe that I had for a moment spaced out while leaning against him like this, I couldn’t believe that I had let myself lean against him in the first place. Saying nothing, I pulled myself together and sat upright, I realized that the door was already being held open for me so I climbed out with as much grace as I could. I had just been discharged from the hospital so it was natural that I was completely exhausted and weakened, my joints were stiff and I found it hard to move quickly. I felt my knees crack and pop with every step I took, it reminded me of sitting in by the fire place on a cold night; listening to the licks, the pops and the cracks. Once again, I wrapped my arms around myself in a feeble attempt to keep out the cold and emptiness. And I was almost at the front steps of the entrance of the house when the house helps begun filing out; it seemed almost

“Alexa…..”.I was back in that glass room again, and like always, it took me a moment to pull my thoughts together. I realized I had fallen asleep on the couch and Calan was saying my name. A John Steinbeck from The East of Eden Letters quote came to mind as I cracked my eyes open tiredly….. ‘But I do feel strange-almost unearthly. I’ll never get used to being alive. it’s a mystery. Always startled to find I’ve survived’. I stared up into his eyes, those greys that seemed to turn silver every now and then, that seemed to glow from time to time; I could never get used to their intensity, I could never get used to him being so close, to his face hovering over mine.“Let’s get you back to bed”. He said. For a moment I did nothing, just stared up at him tiredly; all the while my heartbeats slowed to a painful pace as my heart and throat begun constricting painfully. “Why didn’t you come sooner?”. I asked him once more. My voice was barely a whisper.I just so desperately wanted to kn