All Chapters of FORBIDDEN ATTRACTIONS; DANGEROUS SECRETS: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

DYLANDespite the pleas raging in my skull and begging for me to stop, I refuse to let go of Jenna. My shock had been too many levels too high after Ethan introduced her as his daughter, and now, having her stand so close to me is doing so many things to my head.My hands go around her waist, and I drop my head down to graze my lips against her ear. She shivers at the words that leave my mouth, but that's the least one of our problems. "I thought I heard your voice. What is going on here?"I refrain from dropping my hand to quickly from her daughter's back. Instead, I raise my eyes to hers and flash a dazzling smile. "Dian, I didn't think you would still be up." I let my fingers relax and push Jenna softly away from myself. "Is your daughter always so clumsy? Or is it just an effect of being new to the working class?" I tease.Ethan's wife, Dian, smiles and visibly relaxes. "I guess she's so young and used to being fended for that she has a hard time getting used to the working envir

DYLAN"Excuse you?" My ears are ringing with disbelief. Did she really just say that?"That's exactly what I've been asking you as well. Can you please excuse me and let me do my job?"I start to move closer to her but she raises a palm up to halt my progress. "Don't even think about it.""Jenna...""You can say whatever it is that you want from there, Dylan. I don't need to exchange breaths with you to be able to hear you."My fingers comb through my hair in exasperation. God! Why is it so difficult to understand women?"I got a call yesterday. You were here when that happened. It was an emergency that was why I hurried out the way that I did." I walk away from her to the side of my office where a tiny liquor bar is perched against the wall.She doesn't move, or say a single word as I pour myself a shot of whiskey and down it. I don't say anything more either, instead I help myself to another shot and down it just like I had the first one."If that's all. I'd like to leave now." Her

"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

Anger takes over her features, and she glares at me. "What the hell is wrong with you? What gives you the right to speak to me that way?""I don't like to repeat myself, Jenna..."She cuts me off arrogantly. "That's just so sad, Dylan. Or is it Mr. Carlson? I would like to know which one I am talking to right now."My eyes burn into hers and it takes all of my self control to not bend her over my thighs and spank the fuck out of her."Jenna..."She cuts me off again. "I don't know what it is that is wrong with you, but it gives you no right to talk to me this way.""You ignored my texts." I state in a matter of fact tone.A single brow archs on her face and she rolls her eyes. "You were rude there too. And what are you? Thirteen?"She finally moves closer and takes a seat on one of the seats opposite mine. "What do you want?""Your mom's been calling me. Did you say anything to her about the incident?"Her head bobs in a nod. "Yeah, and I pled with her to keep it from Dad till I retur