All Chapters of FALLING FOR THE ENEMY’S SON: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

A shrill sound rang loud in the air, jolting Sylvia out of her yoga session. She groaned, unraveling out of a child's pose, and stretched her limbs before reaching for her phone on the bed.Swiping her mass of golden blonde hair away from her face, she frowned at the name displayed on her phone's screen."Why's Dad calling?" She mumbled. He rarely called her. And considering it was almost ten at night, she had known he wouldn't be coming home that night. "Papa?""Hello,"The voice that replied was not her father's! Alarmed, Sylvia rose to her feet. Her hazel eyes were wide in fear. "Who the hell is this?""Is this Sylvia Bakers?" The man who had picked up the call asked, ignoring her questions."Yes, this is Sylvia Bakers. Who are you and what the hell are you doing with my father's phone?!""Calm down Mrs. Bakers-""It's Miss," she bit out. The more evasive the stranger was, the more she got nervous. Something had happened. Her father wasn't careless. He would not have lost his phon

Sylvia could not look away. The pictures in the hall hadn't done David Wells any justice. They hadn't shown muscles that rippled beneath his bronze skin. They hadn't shown how powerful his arms were as they wrapped around the maid. They hadn't shown his sexy backside either. Tanned, hot, and incredibly toned. Mesmerized, she watched him thrust into the maid furiously. Watched him toss his head back in a groan, his eyes closed as he relished the feel of the maid clamped tightly against him. Her thighs clenched jealousy and she shuddered at the sensations that simmered within her. David's eyes opened suddenly, and piercing green eyes met hers. She gasped in surprise at being caught and for a minute, he held her gaze while he fucked the maid. Feeling conflicted and incredibly turned on, she tore her gaze away from his and raced back to her room. David watched the blonde run off and arched a brow, intrigued by her. Somehow the maid before him no longer seemed interesting. Heck, she had

Sylvia shifted her gaze from left to right wondering why David, in all his sexiness was standing right outside her door, clothed in grey pajamas, staring at her intensely like a meal he couldn’t wait to devour.If he was back for another intense adventure then he had better be prepared to be slapped by a rejection. As far as she was concerned, she was in the mansion to solve the mystery behind her father’s murder not become David’s mistress.She raised a brow and was about to mumble a word when June slipped out from behind. Dressed in an emerald night robe that barely made it to her knee, June Castello had been standing behind David.Sylvia’s heartbeat skyrocketed in an instant, and dozens of questions began to flutter in her mind.Did June come to confront her about her mischief with David? Did David tell June anything? What if he lied that she seduced him? What were they doing by her door at 10 pm?Sylvia was beginning to slip into a panic. June cleared her throat loudly, jolting S

The doctor checked David’s vitals and turned to June. “He’s stable now and can be discharged immediately.”“Thank you, Dr.”The doctor gave a satisfactory nod and left the private ward. David rested his aching back against the wall. The fall at the dining earlier was causing his back to ache. The last thing he remembered was slumping into a heap after taking several scoops from the bowl of the sumptuous fruit salad Sylvia had served him. He fell out of the chair after slumping. June wanted to speak but he silenced her by lifting a hand. From the moment his brain picked up a burning sensation and blood started gushing through his nostrils before he slumped, David had one thing in mind. Sleeping pills!“I know June. The reaction was caused by sleeping pills.”He had discovered his allergy in London after he took sleeping pills in his second year at college. The result was detrimental. He had always avoided it since then. June settled beside him. “All thanks to that stupid chef, we n

Flashback "Excuse me, miss Castello, you dropped your wallet." Cameron said and swept June's little wallet from the floor. He was about to hand it over to her when a passport photgraph slipped from the already open wallet and landed on the floor. "I'll get that," Cameron volunteered with a smile. They had just wrapped up their shoot for the day and June was packing up. Cameron flipped the photograph and arched a brow "Well, Well, if it's not David Leonard Wells then who is it?"June zipped up her Hermes Birkin bag and snatched the passport from Cameron. "By calling out his full name, I suppose you know him."Cameron gave a mischievous smile. He was the producer working with June on the movie she was shooting in London. She had been working with him for a week and it took her just a few days to realize that he was a loud mouth. "Of course I know him." He hummed and folded his arms across his chest. "Judging by the fact that you have his passport in your wallet, I'll say he's someo