All Chapters of The Heir of My Enemy Is My Secret Lover.: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 91 : Irresistible DesiresTheir bodies were too close, enough for them to feel the heat of each other. Their heavy breathing mixed in the humid air, creating a frantic melody that echoed in their ears. When their lips met, it was like an electric shock that ran through their bodies. She fought the attraction for a moment, but the magnetic force that drew them together was irresistible.He was still wearing his wet shirt, clinging to his body, revealing every muscle. As she gave in to the kiss, she felt his hands pull hers behind her as his fingers traced the contours of her shoulders, moving up to the back of her neck, where he lightly dug his nails in, a silent invitation."Are you sure it's the last time?" he whispered in his rough and intense voice.She arched her back, feeling the light bite on her neck, a mark that would make her remember this night for a long time."It will be the last time, you'll never touch me again, you can be sure of that," she said with conviction,

Chapter 93: Unraveling the Truth.“Lavínia...” Zara murmured, dizzy. The sight of her friend, naked, crying, and trembling, left her speechless. “Were you attacked? What happened?” The question left her lips like a whisper, laden with concern.“Zara, is everything okay?” Samuel called from outside the room.“Don’t come in!” Zara shouted, rushing toward Lavínia and draping a sheet over her body. Her friend sobbed uncontrollably, like a lost child. “What happened? Who hit you? My God…”Lavínia sank to her knees on the floor, her body shaking with sobs. The sheet slipped, revealing bruises and scratches scattered across her body.“What the hell!” she muttered, her voice hoarse. “Is this how he wanted everything to end?” The question echoed in the room, heavy with bitterness. She examined every part of her body, recognizing each mark, each situation she had been brought up in, as if each one carried a memory that made her stomach twist.Zara sat beside her, unsure of what to say. It was

Cap. 95: The Love I SoughtWhen Cedrick opened his eyes, darkness enveloped him like a cloak. The smell of mold and dust was suffocating, mixed with a faint odor of metal that made him nauseous. He tried to get up, but a sharp pain ran through his back, making him groan. The walls seemed to move, shadows dancing in a macabre ballet. Where was he? What had happened?The memory of the argument with Romanov and the needle being driven into his arm came rushing back. A wave of panic surged through him. He was trapped.His father had taken him to the worst place. The image of Romanov smiling, with that look of triumph, appeared in his mind, sending a shiver down his spine, as his childhood memories came flooding back, taking shape in that filthy place.With difficulty, he managed to crawl to the door. His hands trembled as he tried to open the rusted doorknob. With each attempt, fear grew. The door wouldn’t budge. He started banging loudly, screaming for help, but his cries were lost in th

Chapter 97: Confessions and Revelations“How come? I didn’t see anyone.” Zara stopped, incredulous.“Are you sure?” he asked, a tone of irony in his voice, fixing his gaze on her as he stood in front of her with his arms crossed, his muscles accentuated by his short-sleeve cotton shirt with a small opening at the collar.“Yes, normally you always disappear when there’s a woman around, but I haven’t seen anyone these days.”“Oh... you haven’t seen any women?” he asked with sarcasm.“No!”“It could be, maybe I’m walking around with an angel. She’s as beautiful as one.” he sighed, while Zara kept her attention on his subtle smile, not realizing who he was referring to. Zara crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing in suspicion.“Who?” she sighed, placing a hand on her chest as if feeling her heartbeat quicken.“You’re so slow, I haven’t been seeing other women because I’ve been seeing one already, and she tends to put her foot in my face.” Samuel averted his gaze as though hiding something.

Chapter 99: The Unspoken TruthZara stumbled backward, startled, and the jar shattered on the floor, its sharp sound echoing through the kitchen. The light flickered on, revealing a chaotic scene: glass shards scattered everywhere and Zara, pale. Samuel rushed toward her, concern etched on his face.“Don’t move,” he ordered, his voice firm, cutting through the silence. His eyes scanned the floor, assessing the extent of the disaster. The shards of glass sparkled under the light, like tiny malevolent stars.With careful movements, Samuel approached Zara, avoiding the glass fragments.“What are you doing?” she asked, her voice trembling. His proximity made her nervous, yet comforted her at the same time.He carefully picked her up, feeling the lightness of her body. The sensation of holding her in his arms was strangely familiar. He placed her gently on the cold marble table.“How can you be so careless?” he scolded, his voice softer than the tone he’d used before. His eyes shifted to t