All Chapters of Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Lilly’s POVWhen I wake, the emptiness beside me sends a chill through my chest. Callum’s gone, but that’s not unusual. I know he’s probably buried in work, as always. I push down the disappointment and get ready, my movements automatic, though my mind races with thoughts I can’t quite pin down.Once downstairs, I walk into the communal area where the women are already gathered, their hushed whispers filling the room. The tension is palpable. There’s no sign of Sasha, and I know her staying would’ve been foolish after everything she caused.“Hey,” Star’s familiar voice cuts through my thoughts. She slides into the seat beside me, her expression warm yet curious.I force a small smile, though my heart isn’t in it. “I know you think Callum tells me everything because we’re together, but I’ve no idea what’s going on,” I laugh slightly, trying to mask the unease th

Lilly POVMy hand slides lower, slipping past the waistband of his trousers, and I wrap my fingers around his cock.“Lilly,” he growls, his voice a mix of frustration and arousal.I smirk, my hand remaining firm around him. “Should I stop?” I ask innocently, though my intent is anything but.His eyes darken as he glares at me, his jaw clenching. “Why? You know right now my hands are tied.” His voice is rough, a low rumble of barely contained desire.“Because when you can do something about it, it’ll be amazing,” I whisper against his lips, leaning up to kiss him.His teeth graze my lower lip in response, biting down just enough to send a shiver through me. “Stop fucking teasing me,” he orders, his tone laced with a warning I have no intention of heeding.Instead, I tighten my grip, stroking him slowly, deliberately.Across the room, Dante’s voice rises again,

Lilly POVThis quiet moment gives me some space to think. Callum wants me to stop working downstairs, and while it sounds ideal in theory, it’s not so simple.Maybe there’s a compromise—like focusing more on dancing and leaving the work downstairs behind entirely. That way, I could still earn my own money and maintain my independence without needing Callum to support me. It’s something worth considering.As the clock ticks closer to the hour, I get up and leave the room. Rich greets me with a nod. “I’ll let Dante know you’ve gone back down to work,” he says with a polite smile.I return the nod and step into the lift, descending to the floor where I’m needed. After arriving, I head straight to the dressing room, quickly slipping into lingerie and a robe before fixing my hair. When I’m ready, I make my way to the usual spot.Mr. Hendrix always insists on the same room—this one. It&rsquo

Callum POVThe peace is short-lived. The door swings open, and Eva’s voice pulls me out of my thoughts. “Callum, there’s a fight in Heaven. Two guys are going at it.”I groan, standing quickly. “Alright, let’s deal with it.”Making my way through the club, I see two guards struggling to pull the men apart. Music pounds in my ears as I step between them, directing Jace. “Drag him out. Now,” I bark, trying to keep them separated as they hurl insults at each other.“Callum!” Star’s voice cuts through the noise, sharp and urgent. I turn, dread creeping in. “It’s Lilly. She’s hurt. Sasha was downstairs!”The words hit like a punch, and I don’t hesitate. I sprint out, heart pounding, heading straight for the chaos downstairs. My chest tightens when I find her, trembling behind Dante, tears streaming down her face. Without thinking, I push past and wrap my

Lilly POV The sound of the door has us turning, I see Dante and Callum walk in. Callum is carrying the puppy, Little Bear. Luna jumps up and rushes to Callum and takes the puppy.“Erm… I’m going to walk back out and come in again. Let’s try that welcome one more time,” Dante grumbles, walking out, I laugh slightly quietly. He walks back in, and Luna just tilts her head like she's confused. “Unbelievable. The damn puppy gets a better welcome than I do,” he mutters, and everyone laughs.“I was joking,” Luna says, moving and kissing him.“No, you weren’t. You ran for the puppy, not me,” he grumbles.“I’ve seen you more recently than the puppy,” Luna argues.“Okay, we need to talk,” Dante says. I watch as him and Callum sit. We're in trouble, one of us, or both of us, I can feel it.“Whatever I did, I was drunk,” Luna says defensively.“Yeah, same. I was drunk too,” I add.“Relax, you’re not in trouble. We need someone to take