All Chapters of Irresistible Temptation : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Gerald sat in the quiet café, his eyes glued to the entrance. He stirred his coffee absently, glancing at his watch for the fifth time in ten minutes. Victoria was late—later than she’d ever been for any of their previous meetings. His fingers drummed against the table as unease settled over him.She wouldn’t just not show up, he thought. Something’s wrong.The minutes dragged on, each one amplifying his worry. Finally, he pulled out his phone and dialed her number. The ringing seemed to stretch endlessly, each second tightening the knot in his chest.“Hello?” Victoria’s voice came through, sounding distant and flat.Relief flooded him for a brief moment. “Victoria! Where are you? I’ve been waiting for over an hour. Are you okay?”There was a pause—just long enough to make Gerald’s stomach churn. When she finally spoke, her voice was calm but cold, like a practiced script. “I won’t be coming, Gerald.”The words hit him like a punch to the gut. “What? Why? We agreed to talk, to clear th

Mildred stopped in her tracks and lowered her phone, her mind racing. She replayed Nelson’s words, the threats dripping from his tone, and the confidence in his voice as he spoke of marrying Victoria and claiming her inheritance. For a moment, the memory of his touch mingled with the weight of his secrets, leaving her torn between her growing obsession and the nagging voice of her conscience.She slipped her phone back into her purse and hailed a cab. As the car weaved through the city streets, Mildred stared out of the window, her reflection blurred against the neon lights outside. She couldn’t let Nelson get away with this, but she also couldn’t act recklessly. He was powerful, dangerous, and far too calculating for her to make a careless move.Her mind drifted to Victoria, she was naive about everything, and Nelson sought to exploit. Victoria used to be her very good friend until things went south between them, but she couldn’t shake the guilt gnawing at her. Was it jealousy fuelin

Gerald was jolted awake by the persistent ring of his phone, the shrill sound cutting through the quiet of his dimly lit bedroom. Groaning, he reached out blindly for the device on his nightstand, his fingers fumbling before finally grasping it. Squinting at the screen, he saw a name he hadn’t expected to see: Becca.The sight of her name stirred mixed emotions. It had been years since they’d last spoken, their lives diverging after he moved away with Victoria to start a family. They had once been close—friends who occasionally flirted with the idea of being something more, though it never materialized.Curious and slightly disoriented, Gerald swiped to answer. “Becca?” he said, his voice thick with sleep.“Gerald,” her familiar voice came through, warm and vibrant, tinged with concern. “I hope I didn’t wake you.”“You did,” he admitted, sitting up and running a hand through his hair. “But it’s fine. What’s going on?”There was a brief pause before she spoke again, her tone careful. “

Mildred’s happiest moments were the hours Nelson spent with her, those fleeting instances when he chose her over everything else. She lived for the sound of his knock on her door, the way he smiled when she opened it, and the heat of his embrace. It was a joy she wouldn’t admit to anyone, not even herself sometimes, but it was there, burning like a wildfire in her chest.Her hotel room was modest, yet she made sure it was always perfect for him—a candlelit ambiance, soft music playing in the background, and her best dress hugging her curves. Nelson never stayed long, but those moments were hers, and she guarded them jealously.Even as she welcomed him with open arms, her mind was a storm of emotions. She knew the secrets he kept, the lies he lived. She knew about his engagement to Victoria, plastered across every tabloid and newsfeed. She knew about the promises he made to another woman, ones she could never dare hope he’d keep for her.But none of that mattered when he was with her.

Becca paced back and forth, her phone clutched tightly in her hand. Her mind was racing with everything she had just witnessed at Mildred's hotel room. The scene replayed in her head, and she couldn't shake the feeling that Victoria deserved to know the truth.With a deep breath, she unlocked her phone and scrolled to Victoria’s contact. For a moment, her finger hovered over the call button, uncertainty creeping in. It has been a while they spoke, and the last conversation wasn't nice. Will Victoria be willing to speak to her?Regardless, she pressed it, her resolve hardening as the line began to ring.“Becca?” Victoria’s voice came through, surprised but calm.“Victoria,” Becca said, her voice steady. “I need to talk to you. It’s about Nelson.”There was a pause on the other end before Victoria spoke again, her tone guarded. “What about him?”“It’s something I can’t discuss over the phone,” Becca replied, glancing at the clock. “Can we meet? It’s important.”Another pause, longer thi