All Chapters of FORBIDDEN ATTRACTIONS; DANGEROUS SECRETS: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Just when I thought that my day couldn't get any worse, the gorgeous guy from last night shows up. Like I wasn't already distracted enough.I hurry out of the class at the first ring of the bell, my bag barely hanging on my shoulder as I rush in the direction of the cafeteria. I cannot afford to be in the same space as him for even a second longer. I just cannot."Hey. Hey." A strong arm falls on my shoulder and forces me to turn around and face him. "Are you running awway from me!"Shit. "No, of course not. I'm just really hungry and stuff," I lie.A smile graces his lips. "We both know that's not true.""Why would I lie? I really am hungry. I didn't have the chance to catch breakfast because... you know?" My cheeks heat up at the reminder of our activities from last night."Okay. If that's the case, then let me accompany you. We can have lunch together and get to know each other better." He challenges."We know each other enough if you ask me," I grumble as I start walking in the di

I heard the one thing I never thought I would at my own sister's wedding, and that was gunshots. Loud, precise and lethal.Dariole dropped to the floor with a gaping hole in the center of his head and Lajla gave a scream that was part pain and part hurt.My eyes, just before they began a quick scan of our surroundings, picked up on the moment rage won over anything else that she was feeling. She hitched her skirt up in the next instant, unstrapping a gun from her thigh and shooting into the air just before she pounced after the shooting men.They fell like swatted flies, the shooting popped as we all exchanged bullets, some with the need to protect, and others with the mere need to escape.You might be wondering how we got here? Well, let me take you through this story from the very beginning.My sister was dressed as a prim and proper lady. What a shock. I stared on with glistening eyes as she trudged down the aisle on the arm of one of our most trusted employees and Dad's second in

"He would need to have the surgery within or before the end of three days." The doctor pauses and shoots me a look that's filled with sorrow and pity. "If he doesn't get it removed before then, the likelihood of his survival and absolute recovery would be zero."I dab at the tears that are making a freefall down my face. "Is there nothing else that can be done, doctor?"She shakes her head sadly. "There's not much else that we can do. You'd obviously amass more of the medical debts, but I'd assume that would be better than losing your brother entirely."I nod my head quickly to let her know that I completely understand. "Of course." I wipe more tears off my face. "Do whatever needs to be done to save his life, Doctor. I would find a way to gather the money and...""Sorry to interrupt, but you're being sought in the emergency unit, Dr. Maxwell." A nurse pokes her head in through the door that's cracked halfway open.Dr. Maxwell looks at the nurse and tilts her head in a professional no

My mind skips several beats after Mr. Jackson turns his very unwanted attention in my direction. My brain struggles to come up with a befitting response to help get us out of the gossiping mess we've found ourselves in thanks to Kim's unwillingness to quit interrogating me.I clear my throat and fix him with my most serious expression. "Well, as much as I'd love to share the ideas I already have as a market researcher, it is imperative that I get an insight into the possible cause in profit decline." I turn to face Kim then and arch a brow at her. "Is this profit decline a result of a decrease in sales, or an increase in cost. Or is it a result of the combination of both."By the time I turn back to face Mr. Jackson, his face is covered in a pleased expression. "Very well." He nods at me. "It appears that you have a deeper understanding of marketing strategies than I originally thought. Wrap this up quickly, and if you do it well enough, I just might put in a good word for both of you

I heard the one thing I never thought I would at my own sister's wedding, and that was gunshots. Loud, precise and lethal.Dariole dropped to the floor with a gaping hole in the center of his head and Lajla gave a scream that was part pain and part hurt.My eyes, just before they began a quick scan of our surroundings, picked up on the moment rage won over anything else that she was feeling. She hitched her skirt up in the next instant, unstrapping a gun from her thigh and shooting into the air just before she pounced after the shooting men.They fell like swatted flies, the shooting popped as we all exchanged bullets, some with the need to protect, and others with the mere need to escape.You might be wondering how we got here? Well, let me take you through this story from the very beginning.My sister was dressed as a prim and proper lady. What a shock. I stared on with glistening eyes as she trudged down the aisle on the arm of one of our most trusted employees and Dad's second in