Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 131

Chapter 133

A Lot That Needs Fixing

He fucks me there.

I don't even get my dress off, and he only manages to free his cock from his pants. We're

entangled, hungry and desperate for each other, so it's heavy, but quick.

I breathlessly pant over his lips as we both come down from our climaxes, and my entire body trembles when he runs his fingers down my neck and spine.

"Fuck, you're beautiful."

I smile, still breathing hard.

He stands and settles me on the couch, pulling out of me. He straightens his clothes and heads back to his desk, grabbing his laptop as I fix my dress.

Thirty minutes later, I'm leaning against his shoulder, my fingers tracing small patterns over the fabric of his shirt as he types away.

We, don't even have to speak; being away from him for a week makes just the warmth of

his presence enough.

He finally exhales, stretching his fingers before shutting the laptop with a soft click. He sets it aside, rubbing his tired eyes with his knuckles.

I run my hand through his hair. "Are you done for the day?"

He kisses me on the crown of my head, bringing me closer with his arm on my waist. "I

have so much to do still, but it can wait until tomorrow."

I pull back, tracing circles on the part of his chest that's visible through his open shirt. "Jake."

He hums in response, his fingers idly brushing up and down my arm, his eyes on mine.

"Can we talk about something?"

He stills for a second but composes himself. "Of course."

I continue, choosing my words carefully. "About you and Zaid."

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watch his jaw tighten

Zaid?" His voice is soft, and yet

is going on between you two? Whatever it

drifting for a second before

our hands. “It just makes me sad. I have feelings for

clenches, and he exhales. "There's

what?" I press

"How much has

stomach tightens, remembering that he

choosing my words carefully. "I know

face darkens. "Then you know how reckless

the anger in his eyes, and while I understand it, I also hate

frustration. "I can't wrap my head around why he would do something like that, especially

turns and

his face before meeting my gaze

a hammer to

He was driving?

he carries the guilt of it every day. It wasn't exactly his fault, but

through

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then ruin his future by doing

blurring at the edges as my

pounds in my ears. I try to process what he's just said, but it feels like my brain refuses

didn't know he was driving. Zaid never

car

I feel sick.

say anything, because the truth burns on my tongue. I want to yell at him that it wasn't

not my place to reveal that. Not now.

shakily and force myself to nod, acting as if this wasn't

"His future's

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