All Chapters of Dark Temptations: Falling For My Ex: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Recipe for Heartbreak

Yasmeen's hands tightened on the steering wheel, her eyes wide as I recounted everything—France, the tension with Michael, the surprise appearance of Damon at the meeting, and finally, the icy silence from Michael during the flight and Lana’s smug taunts at the airport.When I finished, she let out a dramatic gasp, her jaw dropping. “Arya! Are you serious right now? This is straight out of a telenovela! Michael, Damon, and now Lana? Girl, how do you even breathe in all this chaos?”I groaned, covering my face with my hands. “I don’t know, Yas. I feel like I’m suffocating. Nothing about this makes sense anymore. Michael is furious, Damon is… well, Damon, and Lana—ugh, don’t even get me started on her.”Yasmeen shook her head, disbelief written all over her face. “Okay, first of all, Michael has no right to be mad. He’s got Lana glued to his side like some annoying sticker he can’t peel off. And Damon? Well, you know what he’s like—hot, infuriating, and impossible to figure out.”I let
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The Gala

Before I knew it, it was time for the gala. Yas was helping me get dressed. Yasmeen was a whirlwind of energy, running around my room as I stood in front of the mirror, trying to calm my nerves. She was tugging at the straps of my dress, adjusting the fabric, and muttering about my hair while I stared at myself, unsure of what I was seeing.“Girl, you’re going to knock them dead tonight,” she said with a grin, stepping back to survey her handiwork. She had me in a deep red, floor-length gown that clung to my curves and accentuated every inch of my body. My hair was swept into soft waves, and my makeup was flawless, as always, though I felt a little exposed. As Yasmeen handed me my clutch, I took one last look in the mirror, adjusting the strap of my dress and trying to steady my breathing. I felt like I was about to step onto a stage, but I pushed the nerves aside. Tonight was about me.“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Yasmeen asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she ga
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Kisses and Kisses

“I want to show you something, okay?” Damon’s voice was soft but insistent as he took my hand, his touch warm and firm. Without waiting for my reply, he began leading me away from the crowded ballroom, weaving us through the throng of people and up a secluded staircase. My heart raced, unsure of what he was planning.We stepped out onto a private balcony, the cool night air brushing against my skin. The view was breathtaking. The moon hung high in the sky, casting its silvery glow over the city below. The faint hum of the gala was distant now, leaving us in an intimate, quiet space. Damon turned to me, his gaze intense, his dark eyes filled with something I couldn’t quite place.“You’re stunning,” he murmured, his voice low and reverent, as though the words were meant only for the night to hear. “Damon...” I started, but the way he was looking at me made my words falter. It wasn’t just desire—it was admiration, adoration even, and it left me feeling exposed in a way I hadn’t expected
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What an evening!

Damon excused himself, offering a quick kiss on my temple before disappearing into the crowd to mingle with the guests. Left on my own, I decided to make my way to the bar for a drink. The buzz of conversation surrounded me, but I felt oddly disconnected from it all.I reached for a glass of champagne, the coolness of the stem grounding me, when I felt someone’s presence nearby. Turning slightly, my breath hitched—it was Michael. He was standing just a few feet away, alone, nursing a whiskey.Our eyes met, and for a moment, neither of us said anything. His expression was unreadable, though the tension between us was undeniable. I hesitated, debating whether to say something or walk away, but Michael beat me to it.“Arya,” he said, his tone flat, but there was an edge of something deeper beneath it—hurt, anger, or maybe regret.“Michael,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. “Enjoying the gala?”He let out a humorless laugh, taking a sip of his drink. “As much as one can, I suppo
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Regrets

A few weeks had passed since everything happened, and I was thankful that I had space and time to think. I texted Damon if I could come over, and he agreed. I made up my mind on what I wanted to do. I was going to tell Damon how I felt about him. I was in love with him. I knew our relationship was supposed to be fake but I fell in love with him. When I arrived at his place, he was sitting on the bed texting on his phone."Hey cutie." He winked as I sat down. "There is something I have to talk to you about." I said and he grew serious."What's going on?" He asked."Well I don't know how to say this so I will just come out about it." I took a deep breath. "I am in love with you."Damon’s playful smirk faded, his expression shifting into something unreadable. He set his phone down on the nightstand, leaning back slightly as he looked at me, his brows furrowing.For a moment, there was silence, and I wished the ground would swallow me whole.“You’re... in love with me?” he repeated, h
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Drinking.....again

I sat at the bar, the glass of whiskey in my hand almost empty as I swirled the amber liquid. The low hum of conversations around me blended with the soft jazz playing in the background, but none of it registered. I was too lost in my own thoughts. I took another sip, the burn of the alcohol doing little to numb the ache in my chest. Damon. His name echoed in my mind like a haunting refrain, each memory of him a reminder of how foolish I had been to let myself fall. I signaled the bartender for another drink, my fingers drumming anxiously on the polished wood of the bar. I just wanted to forget. To drown the heartbreak, the rejection, and the painful reminder that I had been nothing more than a distraction to him. As the bartender slid a fresh drink in front of me, I downed it quicker than I should have, ignoring the fire it ignited in my throat. The alcohol was supposed to dull the pain, but it only seemed to sharpen it, each sip dragging me further into the spiral of emotions I w
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The Morning After

“This is so insane,” I muttered under my breath as I walked down the quiet street, my heart still racing from the night I’d just left behind. I couldn’t believe it. I slept with Michael. Again.I needed air. I needed space. I needed Yas.Without thinking twice, I pulled out my phone and called her. She picked up on the second ring.“Hey, girl!” Yasmeen’s bright, familiar voice rang through, instantly grounding me. “What’s up? You okay?”I took a deep breath, steadying myself. “No, I’m not okay. Can you pick me up?”Her tone shifted immediately. “Of course. Where are you?”I rattled off Michael’s address, hoping she wouldn’t catch on too quickly. But Yas was sharp, and she knew me too well.“Wait… Michael’s place? Arya, don’t tell me—”“Just come get me,” I cut her off, my voice cracking slightly. “Please.”“On my way.”The wait felt like an eternity, but soon enough, Yasmeen’s car pulled up to the curb. I climbed in, sinking into the passenger seat, my mind still swirling with emotion
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Pretending

Once again, reality hit me like a slap in the face as I saw Lana walking toward Michael. I had no idea he was on work already. Lana's confident stride and perfect smile reminded me exactly where I stood—or didn’t stand—with him.“Michael,” she called out, her voice smooth and sweet, like she hadn’t just interrupted my moment of clarity.He turned toward her, a small smile forming on his face—one I hadn’t seen in a while. A pang of something sharp hit my chest, and I hated how much it bothered me. After everything, why did I still care?Lana looped her arm around his effortlessly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “Ready to go?” she asked, completely ignoring me as if I didn’t exist.Michael’s eyes flicked toward me for a brief moment, but his expression remained unreadable. “Yeah,” he said simply, his tone cool and distant.And just like that, they walked away together, leaving me standing there, feeling invisible, forgotten, and painfully aware of how little space I
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Fear

I shook my head, trying to steady my breath, though I could still feel the adrenaline coursing through me. "No, not really... but he tried. He grabbed me, Yas. He—he threatened me. Said he was going to make me pay for what I did with you and your sister."Yasmeen’s eyes widened with horror, her face going pale as she stepped closer. "I’m so sorry, Arya. I should’ve warned you. But this—this is insane. I had no idea he would go this far. I—"I cut her off, taking a shaky breath. "It’s not your fault. He’s just—he’s a sick person, Yas. I was just… I was just trying to protect you."She knelt beside me, her hands shaking as she helped me sit up. "What can I do? Should I call the police? Or—"I wiped my face with the back of my hand, trying to keep my composure. "I don't know. I just—I'm so done with this. With him, with everything."Yasmeen looked at me, her expression softening. "We’ll figure this out. You’re safe now, okay? You don’t have to do this alone." She pulled me into a hug, he
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Night Shift

Damon and I didn't speak since he laughed in my face. To add on, Michael and I didn't speak either. Now there's Tony in the mix. I frowned at life's recent jabs at me. I was tired. I ended up working late in the office and told Yas to go ahead without me. I convinced her I would be fine. After finishing up, I bumped into Michael. "Are you okay?" He asked, and I broke down.Tears welled up in my eyes before I could even stop them. I shook my head, my hands trembling as I wiped my face. "I don’t... I don’t know, Michael." My voice cracked, the words coming out in broken whispers. "I’m so tired. I don’t know what to do anymore."Michael didn’t say anything at first. He just stood there, watching me, his expression unreadable. Then he stepped forward slowly, almost cautiously, as if he were unsure of how to approach me after everything that had happened between us. I could see the struggle on his face—whether to comfort me, to pull away, or just to let me have space. But when I looked a
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