All Chapters of The Woman He Broke: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

*MAGO's POV*This is insane! I can't wrap my head around why I asked her to stay with me. I’ve never asked a woman to live with me before, let alone entertain the thought. But I did. And what’s worse, I agreed to her ridiculous no-sex policy unless one of her friends confesses their love to one of mine. What the hell was I thinking?I need to convince my friends to resist the temptation or I’ll be forced to take desperate measures to get Arlene into my bed. And the more I think about it, the more I realize—I’m bending my own rules for her. Why?There’s something about Arlene. She’s different. But that doesn’t mean I’m falling for her. No, I don’t fall for anyone. Not after what happened before. That’s a line I swore I’d never cross again.Flashback“Wow! What’s all this for?” Kaz’s voice broke

*ARLENE’s POV*I mentally steeled myself as I made my way to Mago’s house, each step quieter than usual, my heart thundering in my chest.‘This is it, I told myself. The day I move in with him. What were you thinking, Arlene?’But no matter how much I tried to calm myself, I couldn’t ignore the fact that Mago was right behind me, just a few steps away.‘Can he see how nervous I am? Is he watching me?’ Every step felt heavy under his gaze, and all I could think about was how I looked.‘Do I look okay? Why am I so damn nervous?’My heart raced faster with each passing second.‘You’re losing it, Arlene. You can’t let him know how much he affects you.’But how could I not? With him so close, the air between us was charged. He made me feel things—dangerous things. Things I knew I

*ARLENE’s POV*Everything happened so fast. One minute, we were parking, and the next, we were walking toward the room he’d rented. My mind was racing, desperately trying to figure out what to do. As soon as we stepped inside, I bolted for the bathroom, locking the door behind me. My heart pounded as I dialed Patricia."Okay," I whispered when she picked up. "What do I do now?"Patricia’s voice was calm, almost too calm. "Here’s what you’re going to do: send your clothes to be laundered. Then lie next to him. Naked."I almost dropped the phone. "What? Are you out of your mind? He’ll—he’ll—""Relax," Patricia interrupted, her tone practical. "Remember when you were drunk and nothing happened? He won’t touch you unless you want him to.""But that was different!" I protested, gripping the phone tighter. "I was drunk then. Now I’m fully aware. Every nerve in my bo

*ARLENE’s POV*I tossed and turned, but sleep was a distant memory. My heart was racing like a horse on derby day, and I had to remind myself every three seconds:‘Arlene, you’re here to teach him a lesson—not to turn into a puddle of mush at the first sign of that infuriating smirk.’ Mago’s shower finally stopped, a terrifying sound cue that he would soon emerge, glistening and probably smirking. I threw myself under the covers, hoping that divine intervention would help me keep it together.“Dear God, don’t let me melt into a blabbering fool. I have a point to prove!” I whispered in desperate prayer.The mattress dipped as Mago sat down beside me, his voice a low, tantalizing purr. “Arlene?” He cleared his throat. “Arlene, are you really asleep?”‘Stay still, woman’, I commanded myself, tightening my grip on the sheets. ‘You are a fortress of composure. You are unshakable.’But then he leaned closer. His breath, warm against my ear, felt like it was dripping with some kind of super

*Arlene’s POV*I woke to the sound of the doorbell, the realization hitting me with a sleepy jolt: Mago was still handcuffed to the bed.‘Right, I left the notorious playboy tied up like some kind of Greek tragedy gone wrong.’ With a smirk, I went to check the door.“Here are your clothes, ma’am,” the bellboy said, giving me a polite nod.“Thank you,” I replied, clutching the bundle and retreating to the bathroom to change. When I stepped back out, Mago looked blissfully asleep, like a tamed lion, until I took a few steps too close to him. Big mistake.Before I knew it, his legs had locked around me, trapping me in place. “MAGO!” I shrieked, struggling against his grip.His eyes gleamed with that dangerous charm. “You’ll pay for this, Arlene.”I gave him my most innocent smile, hoping to wiggle out of his grasp. “Oh,