All Chapters of PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

SCARLETT"It was you all along, wasn't it?" I whispered, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "You sick bastard, it was always you."Wordlessly, Damien pulled me towards the house and I didn’t even have it in me to fight back again, my shock evident and clear as day. As soon as we got into the house, he locked the door behind us, and a sense of unease settled in the pit of my stomach.The realization of Damien’s true identity hit me like a ton of bricks, sending shockwaves through my entire being. It felt as though the ground had shifted beneath my feet, leaving me reeling and disoriented.I stood frozen in place, my mind racing as I tried to process the truth. Damien, the man I loathe with all my heart, body, soul and spirit, is the same man who had ignited my deepest desires, giving me mind-blowing and soul shattering orgasm for the past two months.It’s been him all along.Disbelief washed over me in waves, each crashing more forcefully than the last. He was the s

DAMIENThe pulsating music thudded through the crowded club, drowning out the clamor of voices around us as I sat with Sam, nursing my drink and trying to drown out the memories of what had transpired earlier with Scarlett.But as much as I tried to push aside the events of that evening, Sam's relentless questioning only seemed to remind me of the gravity of the situation."Damien, dude, you gotta tell me what the hell happened with Scarlett," Sam urged, his voice tinged with concern as he leaned in closer, his eyes searching mine for answers. "Dragging her into your car like that... do you realize how dangerous that was? Aiden's gonna be out for blood."I remained silent, my jaw clenched tight as I struggled to keep my emotions in check. Sam was right – what I had done had been reckless and impulsive, and now the consequences were coming back to haunt me in more ways than one.But as much as I wanted to confide in Sam, to spill the truth of what had transpired between Scarlett and me

SCARLETTAiden’s piercing gaze bore into mine, his eyes dark and intense as we stood facing each other. Despite my best efforts to seem cool and collected, I could feel the nervousness fluttering in my stomach. His presence loomed over me like a raging storm, and I couldn’t help but feel small before him.I forced myself to maintain eye contact, refusing to let him see the fear that churned inside me. But with each passing moment, the tension grew thicker, suffocating me until it felt like I could barely breathe.It was unnerving, to say the least, and I struggled to keep my nerves at bay.But despite my best efforts, I knew I couldn’t hide my unease from him. Aiden was my brother, after all, and he knew me better than anyone else. And as much as I tried to appear unaffected, I couldn’t shake the feeling that he could see right through me."Aiden, what happened to your hand?" she asked, horror evident in her tone, her voice cutting through the tension in the air like a knife. Aiden did

DAMIENThe room was a gloomy pit, and I was sinking deeper into my own misery with every sip of whiskey. Scarlett's face was like a relentless ghost, haunting every corner of my mind, mocking me with memories I couldn't shake.Then there was a knock on the door, and Sam barged in like a whirlwind of concern and annoyance."Damien, buddy, you've been wallowing in here for days," he said, his brows furrowed with worry. "You gotta snap out of this shit, man."I scoffed, taking another swig from the bottle. "Fuck off, Sam," I muttered, not in the mood for his pep talk. "I don't need your fucking sympathy."But Sam wasn't one to back down easily. He marched further into the room, his eyes boring into mine."Listen up, asshole," he snapped, his tone sharp. "Sitting here and drowning yourself in booze isn't gonna fix a damn thing. You need to get the fuck outta here and clear your goddamn head."I rolled my eyes, my frustration bubbling to the surface. "I said leave me the fuck alone," I gro

DAMIENAs we entered the dimly lit room, the air was thick with anticipation, a palpable tension that seemed to electrify the very air around us. Amber’s eyes glimmered with excitement as she looked up at me, a silent invitation in her gaze.Without a word, I took control, pushing her against the wall with a firm hand, my touch sending shivers down her spine. She gasped as I pinned her wrists above her head, my fingers gripping her tightly as I leaned in close.“You’ve been a naughty girl, haven’t you, Amber?” I murmured, my voice low and commanding.A shiver of excitement ran through her, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she nodded, her eyes wide with anticipation.“Good,” I growled, my lips brushing against hers in a bruising kiss. “Because tonight, you’re going to be punished.”With that, I trailed hot kisses down her neck, my teeth grazing her skin as I made my way lower, leaving a trail of fire in my wake. Amber moaned softly, her body arching into mine as she surrende