My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 144

Chapter 144

Gianna

The wall was freezing against my bare back, but my skin was screaming.

“If you’re still standing here in the next few seconds…”

Raphael’s voice wasn’t just a sound. It was a vibration that started in the floor and crawled up my legs, settling right in the pit of my stomach.

“…I’m not stopping anything that happens after that.”

My brain was screaming at my legs to run, to find my room and lock the door until the sun came up but I stayed. My heels were glued to the floor. My breath came out in short little puffs that felt too hot for the cold air.

I could feel the space between us shrinking, the molecules of air vibrating with a pressure I couldn’t name. My top felt too tight, the silk dragging against my skin with every shallow breath I took, making my chest ache.

I looked up, and the hallway light caught the edge of his glasses. And through the glass, he was looking at my mouth.

It was so silent that i could hear his watch ticking. I could hear the slow hum of his breathing. Compared to him, I was a mess, shaking, frantic, and burning up.

He leaned in, his face hovering just above mine. I didn’t move. One second. Two seconds. Three.

He leaned in, and I didn’t pull away, instead, my eyes drifted shut as his warmth finally hit my face, a heat so intense it made my skin feel like it was melting.

I waited for it. I wanted it. My head tilted back, my lips parting just a hair, my chest rising and falling so fast the silk of my slip was rasping against my skin. My fingers dug into the cold stone of the wall.

Every nerve I had was screaming, a throbbing weight settling low in my belly. I was ready to let him take the very air out of my lungs again.

But the kiss never came.

What is happening to me? I never do this. I really don’t, I haven’t liked a man in a long time let alone lust after one. Especially the one I had told to stay away from me. I had warned him in that office, that we were strangers, and yet, the second I saw him, I had stood my ground and waited for his mouth to crush mine.

I won’t be the reason my mother’s marriage will be ruined. I refuse to be.

I finally forced my legs to move. I walked down the lung, dark hallway toward my own room in Salvatore’s wing. Every shadow looked like him. Every shift in the air felt like his hand reaching out to grab me again. By the time reached my door, I was shaking so hard I could barely turn the handle.

I stepped inside, slammed the door shut, and turned the lock.

Oh my god, I wanted him… in a very dark and depraved way.

I didn’t turn on the lights. I collapsed onto my bed, my body was still buzzing. I stared up at the ceiling, the moonlight cutting a silver path across the duvet.