Crossing lines (Noah and Aiden) novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133

Throughout everything we had endured—the punishments, the heated confrontations, the dark, intense moments—we had always pushed boundaries, tested limits. Yet, I had never once felt afraid of Aiden. Not until now.

And strangely enough, despite this fear, I had never been more determined, more resolute in my entire life. Something inside me was undeniably off.

By the time I wrapped up my classes and finished the grueling practice drills that day, my entire body ached with exhaustion. My mind felt equally drained, weighed down by the relentless pressure. Still, without hesitation, I made my way straight to Aiden’s house. The contract, the strict rules, the routine we followed—it was like a sacred code to me. Tonight, no matter how long it took, I would wait for him.

Aiden arrived late, his shirt sleeves rolled up, tie loosened, exuding the effortless allure that had fueled so many of my fantasies. I sat up a little straighter, trying to steel myself.

“What the hell were you thinking?” he snapped, his voice sharp and cutting through the silence. “Did you think that was some kind of joke? Do you even realize what could have happened?”

I clenched my jaw, fighting the surge of frustration. “Fine. If you want to punish me, then go ahead. I know I put us both at risk. I messed up. But I didn’t break the contract—I did it with you. I haven’t been with anyone else. It’s only ever been you.”

His eyes darkened, shadowed with suspicion. “What about Lexie? What exactly happened with her?”

I swallowed hard, sensing where this was heading. So this was the real issue. “Nothing. That night, I told her I didn’t want to disrespect her—especially before talking to her dad. Yeah, it sounds like some old-fashioned excuse, but it worked. It got me out of it.”

Aiden studied me closely, his gaze sharp and unyielding. “So you were being respectful?”

I shook my head, unable to meet his eyes. “No. I was lying. I’m not some respectful guy, Sir. I’m just trying to stick to our agreement, but it’s confusing as hell. I can’t be with you during the week, and I can’t be with anyone else. It’s driving me crazy. I’m so damn horny, and it’s hard to resist when a gorgeous girl throws herself at you—especially when she could help me get everything I want.”

The moment the words left my mouth, regret flooded in. I didn’t want to come across as some opportunist, chasing whatever advantage I could find. The truth was, I was willing to risk everything, endure all this chaos, just to be with Aiden.

“Can she help now?” His voice dropped low, sharp as a blade. “How exactly?”

Shit.

“Because men like Hart don’t hand out favors to strangers,” he spat. “He doesn’t know you. Not your work ethic, your grades, nothing. All he knows is his daughter’s been smiling at you—and that’s enough for him.”

The words cut deeper than I expected, sharper than I’d imagined. “So what? I’m not allowed to believe someone thinks I’m good enough?”

“That’s not what I said—”

“Sure sounded like it,” I interrupted, heat rising to my face. “I bust my ass for you, for this team, and the second someone else notices, you act like it’s all Lexie’s fault.”

His stare was hard, unwavering. “Were you even planning to tell me about this?”

My throat went dry, the words catching. “I… I was going to. I had to. They invited me to a dinner party next Friday.”

The silence that followed was heavier, more suffocating than any punishment he had ever given me before.