Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 100

Chapter 100 – Fixing the Broken (Anj’s POV) Dylan deepened his kiss, taunting my tongue to play with him. It was challenging to make my brain stop thinking so many things despite the passion and fire of his kisses. I did not resist when he pulled me to sit on his lap, wishing to shut down my brain even for a few minutes to enjoy this moment. 

When I kissed him back and curled my fingers in his hair, he just lost himself to me that his hand grazed the skin of my shoulder, sliding slowly to the hem of my shirt, groping his hand underneath my clothes. 

But before he could reach the cup of my bra, I caught his hand, and I couldn‘t believe I was gripping his wrist so much just to stop him. I was out of breath when I pulled away from him. “We‘re here to talk, not to –“My heart hammered in my chest when I heard footsteps. Anya! 

I stood up quickly and ran inside, and I was right; Anya was there, pacing and panicking around the kitchen and not knowing what to do. 

She raised her hands in the air. “I... I d–didn‘t see a thing. I’m just...” She breathed out as she put herself together after stammering as she explained. “I‘m just here to take my tea.” She breathed out, walking toward the countertop. 

“You don‘t like tea, Anya. You‘re a coffee person,” I snarled at her. 

“People change,” Her lips quivered as she forced her lips to curve a smile. Her face flushed red when she saw Dylan coming inside. Taking a deep breath, she picked up the cup and turned her back on us. 

said. “Sit! You‘re not taking my

turned around, and placed the cup on the kitchen island. “You don‘t

cans and took the cup of tea in front of Anya. “We’re not ending this night without clearing things out,”

knitted her eyebrows and shook her head. “I‘m

in

excuses of saving gasoline and time. What made

I scowled at her, she pursed her lips. I heaved a sigh. “I hardly see you here at home, Anya. What‘s wrong?” She shook her

at her, not caring if she was older than me. “You think I didn‘t know you’ve been hiding in the

head. “What exactly happened after you and Dylan left while we had that crazy game?” I asked, lowering my voice this

I went to my

so drunk I decided to sleep,” Dylan answered, speaking

 

of watching them falling apart. “Yeah, right.” I nodded. “Ah! That‘s why you pushed Dylan out of your bedroom early that morning.” Anya gasped. She gaped at me, her eyes looking at me and then at Dylan.

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