All Chapters of PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The evening was buzzing with excitement as I got ready for a fun night at The Vault with Aurora and Maeve. I’ve been looking forward to this night out with my friends, mostly because it was a welcomed distraction from the tangled mess of thoughts swirling in my mind, particularly those involving Damien.As I applied a final coat of mascara, I couldn't shake the memory of our last encounter, the heat of his touch still lingering on my skin. But I pushed those thoughts aside, determined to forget about him and move on.I have no other choice but to move on. Aurora breezed into the room, her energy infectious as she twirled in front of the mirror, adjusting her outfit. "Girls, you ready to paint the town red?" she exclaimed, a mischievous glint in her eyes.Maeve chuckled, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Hell yeah, I could use a night of dancing and drinks," she replied, already imagining the fun ahead.I forced a smile, trying to match their enthusiasm, but my heart felt heavy

SCARLETT“Hello, Princess.” I couldn’t help but feel a surge of both fear and arousal at his words. Damien had always had a way of igniting something primal within me, a magnetic pull that drew me to him even against my better judgment.But as his hand tightened around my wrist, a sharp pang of frustration and anger cut through the haze of desire. I knew he was deranged, but I didn’t think he was so insane that he’d walk into a dead trap like this, risking everything for the sake of his reckless impulses.Is that care I sense…“What the fuck are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice laced with irritation.Damien’s gaze bore into mine, intense and unwavering. “You haven’t been answering my calls or messages. We need to talk,” he replied, his tone heavy with emotion.A bitter laugh escaped my lips. “There’s nothing to talk about. We’ve said everything we need to say to each other,” I retorted, jerking my hands out of his grip and trying to push him out of the way to sidestep him. But

SCARLETTAs we walked into the familiar house, a wave of fear and arousal washed over me, mingling together in a way that left me trembling with anticipation. Damien's presence loomed over me like a dark shadow, his eyes burning with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine.Fuck! What am I doing back here?Despite my attempts to hold my own, to act angry and stubborn, I couldn't deny the underlying excitement that pulsed through my veins. The thought of being kidnapped and used had always been a secret fantasy of mine, and the circumstances of me being here only heighten my arousal.But as we entered the house, the facade of anger slipped away, replaced by a sense of vulnerability that I couldn't shake. I could literally hear echoes of my own moans and pleas ringing and bouncing off the walls of this house, bringing back so many memories that sent a zap straight to my core. I swallowed, clenching my thighs together. "I've always known you were mad, Damien," I began, trying to

SCARLETTAfter that intimate moment with Damien, I found myself unable to stay away from him, no matter how hard I tried.There has always something about him, something magnetic and irresistible that drew me to him like a fly to a Venus flytrap. But now, that feeling has intensified a thousand fold, and I couldn’t stop it.Fuck it, I didn’t want to stop it.I couldn’t deny the allure of Damien’s rough and wild side. His roughness and primal intensity was like nicotine and heroin— addictive.Like a drug coursing through my veins.There was something undeniably thrilling about the way he took control, his hands gripping me with an intensity that left me breathless. Every touch, every caress sent shivers of pleasure racing down my spine, leaving me craving more.Don’t let me get started on his kisses — intoxicating, leaving me feeling with desire. They were hungry, demanding, leaving me breathless and dizzy with desire. With each press of his lips against mine, I felt myself come undone

SCARLETT.“Hey there, troublemaker,”Damien greeted me, his voice laced with amusement as soon as I walked into the house, the familiar scent of his cologne enveloping me as I made my way inside. He had been waiting for me, lounging casually on the couch with a smug grin plastered on his face.I smirked, going to him and straddling him immediately. He pulled me in, his hand grazing my backside with a playful spank, his fingers lingering as he squeezed my ass teasingly. The sensation sent a thrill coursing through me, and I fought the urge to moan.“You almost got me into trouble with my friends,” I teased, nudging him lightly. “They almost found out about us, you know.”Damien’s smirk only stretched in response.“You should know your friends are the least of my worries when it comes to us. So what if they find out about us? I couldn’t care less,” he replied, his tone nonchalant.“But I do care, Damien,” I shook my head, my smile fading slightly.“Aurora is the sister of Aiden’s best f