Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law-Chapter 118: Holy ....!

"You actually told him you wanted to sleep with him?"

Leala's eyes widened in shock before a mischievous grin spread across her face. Without hesitation, she raised her hand for a high-five. "That's the spirit, my girl! Bold and fearless—I love it! But really. You need to work on your timing! You shoudl have told me this the moment you came in, not in the middle of this boring movie!"

Melanie sighed and reluctantly slapped her palm against Leala's, wondering what had prompted her to announce this.

"So... what happened next?" Leala asked, leaning forward eagerly as if waiting for Melanie to tell her the entire story. "Did he pounce on you right then and there?"

Melanie groaned. "Oh, he looked completely stunned—like I had just confessed to being an alien or something. And then... he almost killed me."

Leala gasped dramatically and her grin grew wider. "Ohhh! He almost killed you? Now, that's a boring metaphor." She waved a hand dismissively. "But, wait—does that mean Adam really is a killer in bed? I knew it! All that hot male energy around him." Leale wagged her eyebrows at Melanie as she continued," You lucky girl! Your years of chastity have finally paid off! No wonder you haven't been coming around to see me!"

Melanie rolled her eyes at Laela's misunderstanding and clarified, "No, Leala. I meant he literally almost killed me! He slammed on the brakes so hard that if it weren't for my seatbelt, I would have been catapulted straight through the windshield."

Leala's excited expression froze as she processed the words. "Wait... hold up." She blinked, then squinted at Melanie suspiciously. "Are you telling me you guys were doing the deed in a moving car? Like were you..."

Before Laela's wild imagination could take her to the wrong place, Melanie decided to explain the entire story of how Adam had warned her off, and then she'd surmized the reason for it and then ultimately to relieve him of his worries, she had made that announcement.

Laela fell back against the couch and rolled her eyes," Melanie! I thought you were going to give me a sexy story but this... of course he would be shocked when you announced that he wants to sleep with you."

Melanie sighed and finally turned to her friend, "I didn't tell you this just because I wanted to share a sexy story, Leala."

Leala exhaled dramatically and leaned back against the couch, shaking her head.""Oh, I know, I know! You're overthinking this now after confessing this because of your whole thing—the whole 'oh no, I'm pure and untouched' complex." She made air quotes around the last part, smirking.

"Mel, you need to understand—just because you didn't lose your v-card at some drunken party at sixteen doesn't mean you should carry it around like a glass slipper waiting for the perfect prince. And let's be real, bad boy Adam knows you want him. He knows you want him, and trust me, that man is going to seduce you into oblivion. He has that kind of an aura around him."

Melanie groaned and brought up her hands to cover her face. Laela totally had it wrong. She was not the one who was shy. Finally, she brought down her hands and said "See, that's exactly what I thought too! I figured he'd make a move. After all, he was always crowding my space and trying to get things going."

Leala sat up, eyes gleaming. "And did he?"

Melanie exhaled sharply. "Oh, he did something, all right. But not what I expected." She leaned forward, lowering her voice as if revealing a deep, dark secret. "The next day after my little confession, Adam seemed hell-bent on messing with me. And then... he started teasing me. Torturing me."

Leala's brows shot up. "Define torture?"

Melanie huffed. "Parading around shirtless. Stretching way too much in front of me. Flashing that stupid, smug little smirk every time he caught me looking." She did not tell Laela about how she was obsessed with getting a glimpse the 'jewellery' on his body! That was way too embarassing to confess!

Leala let out a loud, knowing laugh. "Oh my God, Mel! He's baiting you! He wants you to crack and jump him first. So, before we go to the next part about whether you shoudl jump his bones or not... tell me... is he as hot without clothes as he is with them?"

Melanie rolled her eyes at Laela, blushing a bit as she thought of his perfect body and said," Hotter."

Laela squealed for her but Melanie quickly clamped a hand over Leala's mouth before she could let out another high-pitched squeal. "Will you stop that? I live with the man! If you jinx this and make me think about it anymore than I already have, I'm going to lose my mind. Stop being a fan girl!"

Leala dramatically peeled Melanie's hand away, still giggling. "Oh, come on! You're telling me the guy has been showing off all that prime male glory and you haven't jumped him yet? I don't know whether to be proud of your restraint or disappointed in your lack of initiative."

Melanie groaned, throwing herself back against the couch. "I haven't jumped him, and guess what? Now he's avoiding me like I have the plague. Just what would he do if I did try to jump him!"

Leala's laughter died down at that and her brows drew together. "Wait, what? Avoiding you? That doesn't make sense. He was all about riling you up, and now he's just... not doing it? After you told him you wanted to have sex with him? What a jerk!"

Melanie nodded at that! This was the sentiment that she needed. "Exactly! Usually, he's always around, pushing my buttons, teasing me until I'm red in the face. But these past few days? He's either gone when I wake up or locked away in his room when I get back." She threw her hands up. "It's like he's hiding from me, and I don't get it!"

Leala hummed in thought, tapping her fingers against her chin. "Interesting. So, either he's trying to resist the temptation because he's a gentleman—"

Melanie snorted. "Adam? A gentleman? Please."

"Or," Leala continued, undeterred, "he's avoiding you because you rattled him. Maybe he's fighting some kind of internal battle about you now."

Melanie frowned. "But why? I literally handed him permission on a silver platter. If he wanted me, wouldn't he have done something about it by now?"

Leala's smirk returned then as she looked at her friend's confused face. "Oh, honey, you definitely rattled him. He wants you but he probably did not expect that you would announce your desire like that..."

Leala gave Melanie a look as her lips curled into a wicked grin. "Alright, listen up. We need to start making plans to seduce him. If he's avoiding you now, we're going to make sure he has nowhere to run."

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Melanie arched a brow at that. "Plans? What kind of plans?"

Leala rolled her eyes as if the answer was obvious. "The fun kind! You already look perfect, so there's no need for some cliché makeover montage. But..." She tapped a finger against her lips in thought before snapping her fingers. "We could get you some new nightwear. Something sheer. Something that will make him regret every second he's spent avoiding you."

Melanie groaned, shaking her head. "Leala—"

"Oh, oh! And maybe you could tease him over breakfast. Use his strategy against him. Hmm. You cannot roam around nakes of course," Leala continued, completely ignoring her protest. "But wear something sexy and innocent, sit across from him, lick a spoon a little too slow—"

But Melanie wasn't listening to the plans anymore. Of course she could not seduce anyone, let alone someone like Adam who probably had millions of girls throwing themselves at him. Instead a far-off look crossed her face as she shook her head and she said the things that had been on her mind.

Leala stopped mid-ramble and frowned as if she had misheard and asked. "What?"

Melanie exhaled, and repeated her words, "I don't think Adam is rattled. It's something else."

Leala's brow furrowed. "You think he's playing hard to get?"

Melanie shook her head again. "No. Not that either."

Leala crossed her arms, watching her friend closely. "Then what is it?"

Melanie was quiet for a long moment before she finally spoke, her voice softer than before. "I think... I think he wanted me because I was out of reach. I was a challenge. After all, I have always rejected his advances. But the second I told him I wanted him too, the challenge wore off. Maybe he isn't interested anymore."

Leala blinked, then sat up straighter. "Wait. You think he doesn't want you anymore? Just like that?"

Melanie shrugged, "Him being rattled is impossible. I don't know. But what other explanation is there?"

Leala scoffed, shaking her head vehemently. "No way. That's ridiculous. Adam is not some guy who just loses interest because something is too easy. If anything, he'd be dragging you into bed the second he knew you wanted him. No, Mel, there's something else going on here."

Melanie looked at her doubtfully. "Then what is it?"

Leala tilted her head, considering. "We need to figure that out. And lucky for you, I am very good at getting answers." She grinned, an unmistakable glint of mischief in her eyes. "Time to do some digging. I'll help you get that Adam Collins in your bed."

But even as Laela thought so, Melanie could not help but think that she was close to the truth.