SINFUL ATTRACTION CHAPTER 29&30

♠️🌺𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍🌺♠️
[𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲]

𝐁𝐲, 𝐃𝐞𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝🩵

𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 29&30
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𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄
𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀

Ixora threw her head back and laughed loudly, quickly covering her mouth with her hand.

Aaron had just finished telling her everything he had gone through—how a so-called girlfriend had betrayed him and left him for another man.

His story was raw and painful, but the way he described it made her burst into laughter before she could stop herself.

He explained how his father had forced him to study in New York, threatening to disown him if he refused. He had no choice but to leave suddenly, without even saying goodbye to anyone. He wanted to call Ixora or send her a message, but she didn’t have a phone back then. Everything had fallen apart so fast. Then came the messy relationship with the girl who later hurt him deeply.

“Oh my heart,” Aaron groaned dramatically, clutching his chest. “She really pierced my heart.”

Ixora laughed even harder, the sound mocking at first. She tried to hold it in but couldn’t.

“That’s not fair, dummy,” Aaron frowned, his voice carrying a mix of hurt and playful annoyance.

Ixora chuckled, fighting hard to stop laughing. Her eyes softened. “I don’t know why I’m laughing. Sorry… I really am.”

Aaron exhaled slowly, rolling his eyes, but a small smile tugged at his lips.

“Honestly, call me Big Girl or something else now. I’m no longer that scared dummy, you know,” Ixora said.

She stood up confidently, turning around slowly so he could see her, then fanned herself with her hand in a proud, playful pose.

Aaron swallowed hard, blinking several times as he took her in. His gaze lingered.

“For real. You make my d_1ck harden,” he muttered under his breath.

Ixora chuckled softly and sat back down, her cheeks warming a little.

“That’s what a hot body can do,” she said with a smirk.

“Awww,” Aaron groaned dramatically, winking at her in a seductive way.

“Don’t let my man catch you doing that to me. He’s crazy,” Ixora scoffed lightly.

She picked up her coffee and took a slow sip, trying to hide her growing smile.

Aaron’s eyes widened in surprise. “He got one?”

Ixora bit her lip. Memories of her moments with her Daddy Sin flooded her mind—his touch, his voice, the way he made her feel completely owned.

A warm blush spread across her face as she nodded without hesitation. “He’s not just my man… he’s my Daddy.” Her voice came out shy and soft.

Aaron swallowed hard again, his expression shifting. “You really have a boyfriend? Since when did you start dating?”

Ixora blushed deeper, her heart fluttering as she thought about how fast things had moved. “Since recently. But it feels like years.”

Aaron exhaled sadly, his shoulders dropping.

“Then I should give up.” He pouted and lifted his coffee to his mouth, taking a long sip to hide how much it hurt.

“Yeah,” Ixora smirked gently. “My Daddy is my one and only.”

Aaron glared at her. “When did you become this wicked?”

“Thanks to my Daddy. He also made me who I am today. He made me fight for myself,” Ixora said, her voice growing serious and grateful.

Aaron exhaled, his face softening with understanding. “Honestly, I’m so glad to see someone finally make you see your own worth. Those witches won’t be able to mistreat you again.” His words carried old bitterness, memories of all the times he had tried to protect her.

Ixora exhaled too, her expression turning serious.

Sin’s influence on her had been powerful. Aaron had tried so many times to stand up for her against Gwen and Adeline in public, but she always refused.

She had been too scared of what they would do to her when no one was watching. There would be no one to save her.

Even on the day Aaron disappeared, he had been upset after seeing her with a bandaged head from Kiara’s beating.

He wanted to ask his father for help, but she refused him out of pure fear—overwhelming fear.

“I really need to meet your man. He deserves a hug for changing my best friend, something I failed to do,” Aaron’s voice cut gently through her thoughts, warm with sincerity.

Ixora chuckled softly.

“And I’m already shipping you two,” he grinned, trying to lighten the mood.

“You don’t want me anymore?” Ixora teased, her eyes sparkling.

“I gave up,” Aaron raised his hands in surrender. “So I won’t have to witness another heartbreak. I can see you’re crazily in love.”

Ixora scoffed, but her heart started racing fast.

She wasn’t in love… was she? Sin wasn’t either.

The thought made her chest tighten with confusion and something deeper she couldn’t name. She said nothing, but the words stuck in her throat while her heart kept pounding faster and faster.

Aaron smiled warmly. “Happy to meet you again.”

“So what were you doing in the college?” Ixora asked, genuinely confused.

“A student, of course,” Aaron replied.

Ixora gasped. “Huh?”

“After my heartbreak, I fought my father. I’m coming back home so I can finish my final year here,” Aaron said.

Ixora almost grinned fully. Her best friend was really back?

“Aaron!!!! Whoa… You’re the best boyfriend ever. Love you!!” she exclaimed, joy bubbling up inside her.

Aaron chuckled and reached across the table to rub her hand gently.

“From now on, I’ll never leave your side, dummy,” he promised.

Ixora grinned wide, and he smiled back, the moment warm and comforting.

Meanwhile, across the room, other students watched them closely.

They whispered, wondering what was going on and who this new guy (Aaron)—was, since the last they knew, Theodore was her boyfriend. Many pictures and videos had already been taken, as if Ixora were some kind of celebrity. They were posted online with crazy headlines.

Hashtags flooded in:
• My idol side chick. 😁
• My crush chose someone else over me again.
• Latest couple.
And many more.

Likes, shares, and comments poured in endlessly, treating Ixora like a world-known celebrity.

“Who exactly is that hot guy though? I never saw him before. Do you?” Molly asked, staring at them from where she sat with Stacy. She kept taking pictures and videos, only Aaron’s.

Stacy said nothing, just smiling dreamily like a fool. Molly wasn’t paying attention to her at first.

“He’s so hot. They have to be just friends. Because I’m taking him,” Molly grinned confidently.

“Theo is the best for Ixora. And he’s the best for me,” she added.

Still no word or reaction from Stacy. Molly frowned and finally turned to look at her. Her frown deepened.

Stacy was tracing her fingers slowly along her ice cream cup, smiling like someone who had completely lost herself in thoughts.

She had been like this for days. It wasn’t new, but the fact that she ignored Molly when something good was finally happening to her irritated Molly deeply.

“Stacy!” Molly shouted, slamming her palm on the table. A few nearby students flinched. Things on the table shook.

Stacy frowned back at her.

Molly nodded apologetically to the students, and they went back to their own business.

“What’s your problem?” Molly snapped.

“My Jamie,” Stacy blushed deeply, her voice soft and full of longing.

Molly shook her head. “You’re crazy.”

“Crazy in love with my man,” Stacy smiled, taking a slow spoonful of ice cream and sucking on the spoon.

“So you actually think he’s serious with you now? Demanding you stay away from Gwen just to become his plaything?” Molly said, her tone sharp with worry.

Stacy scoffed lightly. “Gwen is no longer our friend. So he would be serious with me. I’m becoming his girlfriend.”

Molly sighed, growing more annoyed. “Yes, but point of correction: a plaything, not girlfriend.”

Stacy smiled dreamily. “His favorite plaything. Even better than just a girlfriend.”

“Jamie is a playboy, Stacy. You better back out before it’s too late,” Molly warned, her voice firm but caring.

“It’s already too late. He owns my heart already,” Stacy said, her eyes shining with growing hope and excitement.

Molly shook her head as if trying to ward off bad luck. “Trust me. He’s an upgraded playboy. You can’t even become his favorite anything, if I’m honest.”

Stacy frowned. “I will. Because I texted him this morning, and he replied nicely,” she defended, her voice full of quiet determination.

Molly shrugged. “Don’t come crying to me for help later, okay? Because I’m sure Jamie is going to break your heart into pieces.”

Stacy rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone, texting Jamie right away.

Molly shook her head again, then focused on the pictures of Aaron she had taken. She smiled softly, kissed one of the photos on her screen, and stood up.

She moved to sit facing Aaron and Ixora, who were still chatting and laughing. She rested her jaw on her hands, watching them with a determined smile.

She had to start getting close to Ixora and that handsome guy.

Meanwhile, Jamie replied to Stacy’s text: • How are you, Jamie?

His reply: • Fine.

That made her grin as she imagined him adding more. Then another message popped in.

• And U?

Stacy’s eyes widened. Her heart skipped loudly. She almost screamed with joy. Her hands shook as she typed back.

• I’m fine. Thanks. Can we meet up tonight? Just chilling.

She held her breath, waiting. Would he agree? Ignore her? Insult her?

Then the reply came.

• Anything you wanted. I’m in.

“Ahhhh!!!!!” Stacy jumped up, shouting and jumping around with pure excitement.

Every soul in the room turned to look at her—shocked, confused, and nervous. Including Aaron and Ixora.

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Meanwhile, in the Kings Mansion.

For the past several minutes, Sin had been calling Ixora nonstop, but she wasn’t picking up.

His patience had completely run out.

He paced around the room, frustration building slowly into something darker and hotter with every unanswered ring.

An hour had passed. She was still busy with that bastard and not checking his countless texts? After she had cried because he didn’t text her for just a day, and he had even apologized? This had to be a joke.

Then more pictures and videos flooded his phone, each one feeding the fire inside him.

Sin swallowed hard and checked again.

They showed Ixora and Aaron smiling, laughing, touching.

His breath tightened as he slowly played one video.

There it was—his dumbface grinning:

“Aaron!!!! Whoa… You’re the best boyfriend ever. Love you!!”

The sender added:

• I’m telling you. It’s really your replacement. Take heart, bro. It’s nothing.

Sin’s jaw tightened so painfully it hurt. Rage boiled up slowly, then exploded. He smashed the phone against the wall roughly. He roughed his hair and grabbed his car keys tight, breathing hard.

Someone’s child was about to pay dearly.

Sin stormed downstairs, eyes bloodshot with fury.

Theodore blinked and stood up quickly, stepping into his path.

“What happened?” Theo asked, concern clear in his voice.

Sin’s eyes darkened dangerously. “Get out of my way.” He pushed Theo aside with the back of his hand—not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough to move him—then stormed off.

Theodore shook his head. “I’m the only one that cares about him, d@mn it,” he muttered, going back to his business.

The sound of the door shutting told him Sin had left.

He exhaled and shook his head sadly. His eyes brightened with quiet sorrow as he continued sketching his favorite person.

“I hope I can still give this to you again. I have drawn more for you,” he muttered, staring at the drawing.

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𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄
𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐄.

Leo walked in smiling mischievously.

Jamie was inside, chilling with a glass of wine while scrolling through his phone.

He looked up the moment the door opened and saw that smile.

Jamie sighed. “What did you do?” he asked knowingly.

“I fought for justice for us,” Leo said, sitting with him and throwing an arm around his neck.

Jamie frowned. “What justice?”

“Theo refused to attend school today because Sin refused, and we were the only two that attended, so justice must be served,” Leo smiled.

“And?” Jamie lifted a brow.

Leo pulled out his phone and handed it to Jamie. “Check it. Don’t kill the fun,” he said.

Jamie stayed frowning as he looked. His eyes widened when he saw the texts and pictures sent to Sin.

Leo smirked.

“Just imagine his face right now and tell me it’s not fun,” Leo laughed.

Jamie looked at him. “For real? You’re crazy. You put those two in trouble, and even Sin,” he snapped, worry creeping in.

Leo scoffed and snatched his phone back. “They’re just friends. I just wanted to tease him,” he grinned. “It’s fun.”

Jamie hit his own forehead. Where had he found such a fool?

“You’re a fool, Leo,” he breathed out.

Leo yawned. “I can’t wait for Sin’s expression tonight.”

“I swear, he’s going to kill you,” Jamie said.

Leo gasped dramatically. “That was scary,” he muttered.

Jamie exhaled, knowing too well that Sin would already be heading to campus soon. And he was going to do something crazy.

“Don’t worry. Nothing will expose them. Ixora had already left the cafeteria with her friend,” Leo said, noticing Jamie’s worry.

Jamie looked relieved for a second. “But was sending the pictures and videos necessary?”

“Very necessary. Don’t kill the fun,” Leo glared, annoyed.

“And you’re a dramatic fool!” Jamie glared back.

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𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃

Ixora exhaled happily as she watched Aaron drive away. She smiled warmly.

She still had one class before going home, and she was definitely heading to Sin’s villa afterward.

She misses him so much.

She pulled out her phone to check the time and froze.

Missed calls from “My Friend” (Sin)—356 missed calls. Then 100 texts.

She stood there, froze at first, then her breath caught in her throat.

“S.. Sin called?” she stuttered, her lips trembling.

Her phone had been on silent all morning in the hall, and she had forgotten to change it.

What could have made him call and text her this much?

She was about to call him back when a car pulled over roughly in front of her.

She swallowed hard. The window rolled down, revealing Sin. His face was straight ahead, not glancing at her at all.

She could already feel the heavy anger in the air, thick and suffocating, even without knowing why.

“Sin…”

“Get inside,” his voice roared out in a mad, cold order that left no room for argument.

The window rolled up again, locking her racing heart in fear.

Ixora trembled as she slipped into the passenger seat.

She looked at him nervously, but he said nothing.

He just drove off roughly through the afternoon.

He didn’t spare her a single glance—not even through the mirror. She didn’t dare speak, keeping her worried eyes on him the whole ride that felt like a million years of tension.

Finally, they reached his villa. Right in the living room, Sin turned around.

“Where were you?” he asked, his eyes colder than ice.

Ixora swallowed, staring into those dark eyes. She couldn’t tell him she was with a male friend after missing so many calls. He would destroy her.

“When I ask you a question, you fûcking answer!” Sin growled. Veins stood out on his forehead and neck as his anger built to a terrifying peak.

Ixora squeezed her fists nervously. “I’m busy helping Joanna out with work,” she lied, keeping a straight face.

Sin’s gaze darkened even more.

“Joanna?” he repeated, giving her one last chance.

Ixora swallowed hard.

“Yes,” she nodded.

For a moment, the room became silent.

Too silent. Then Sin laughed.

A cold, dangerous laugh that made every hair on her body stand.

Ixora’s heart dropped.

Sin took a slow step toward her.

Then another.

His eyes never left hers.

“Do you know what I became while you were with him?” he asked quietly.

Ixora froze.

Her blood ran cold.

He knew.

Sin’s jaw tightened.

“I called you.”

Another step.

She couldn’t move.

“I texted you.”

Another step.

“I drove myself crazy.”

His voice grew rougher with every word.

“And all that time, you were smiling with another man.”

Ixora’s breath caught.

Fear mixed with guilt inside her chest.

Sin stopped right in front of her.

His eyes were bloodshot.

Possessive. Dangerous. Completely obsessed.

“You have no idea what you’ve done to me today, dumbface.”

Ixora’s heart pounded violently.

Sin grabbed her shoulders, making her gasp, their eyes still locking.

“Now,” he said darkly.

“Tell me the truth before I lose what little patience I have left.”

Ixora opened her mouth, but no words came out.

Her mind raced desperately.

Should she tell him?

Should she lie again?

Would the truth make things worse?

The silence stretched.

Sin kept staring at her.

Waiting.

Giving her one final chance.

Ixora swallowed hard.

“I…”

The word died in her throat.

Sin’s jaw clenched.

The last trace of restraint vanished from his eyes.

In an instant, her knees hit the floor with a rough thud.

In an instant, her knees slammed against the cold floor with a heavy thud.

Ixora gasped softly and lifted her eyes to him, staring up like a helpless, pleading puppy, silently begging for mercy.

He unbuckled his belt slowly, then dragged it free, pulling out his thick, hard ÇOçk at the same time.

It sprang up right in front of her face, throbbing with need, as if it had been waiting for this exact moment.

Ixora’s stomach tightened with a wild mix of fear and anticipation.

Sin wrapped the warm leather belt around her slender neck—not too tight, not too loose—but enough to make her feel the doom she had brought upon herself. The pressure made her pulse race.

She couldn’t look away from his beautiful, veiny ÇOçk as it pulsed inches from her lips, her breath shaky like it was her first time seeing it.

“Show me what else that dirty little mouth of yours can do… besides lying,” Sin roared, his voice deep and rough.

He gripped the belt and pulled her forward until his swollen, warm pink tip pressed against her soft lips, smearing a bead of precvm there.

Ixora trembled hard. Hot shivers ran through her whole body, making her pu§§y drip with shameless wetness as his salty taste teased her lips.

She swallowed in fear and weird, impatient desire.

“Go on. Suck.” Sin growled.
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