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He didn’t reply, instead he extracted the key to the cuffs from his slacks and unlocked them. Seems like he trusted me not to try to escape.
I rubbed at my wrists and stood, stepping away from him while he stared up at me with hot eyes, I swallowed and averted my gaze “Where’s the bathroom?”
He pointed and I followed his finger to a door in a corner and slid into the white marble room.
I stood infront of the sink and stared at my reflection, trying not to grimace at my reflection, I looked like a demented panda bear with the amount of the mascara that coated my cheeks, its a wonder how Kain could bear to look at me like me, let alone want to bang me.
Am I stupid or what? Or am I more dickmatized than I thought?
How could I say yes? I just willingly decided to cheat on Forrest again, with the same man…
But it’s the only way he’ll sign the papers a
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continued from last part..... He was holding himself back, I could tell “How won’t I? You always kept secrets from me Elliott!” he was yelling now “When were you going to tell me? After everything happened?!” “Don’t you fucking yell at me!” I shouted back, my sight blurry with unshed tears and blinding anger “You don’t get to yell at me like I’m some kid, you never told me the truth, Never!” I paused to wipe savagely at the tears that slid down my cheeks “I gave you so many fucking chances but you didn’t, you just kept on lying and lying and I was so tired” “But you kept this from me, for 8 years! I was left wondering what I did so wrong for you to leave me like that!” I got choked up, my tears just flowed unrestrained down my face as my heart shattered once again “God, I hate you so fucking much” I gasped out despite the huge weight I felt in my chest “I hate you so much” “Fuck this” I h
Chapter Seven. Compromise. Elliott. Something bright and annoying was shining into my face, something I wanted to murder. I let out a small moan and rolled over, stretching. I let my eyes flutter open, still feeling very drowsy. I blinked a few times to clear my eyes before looking across my bedroom at the clock. Wait a second…. my bedroom didn’t have bare concrete walls and cobwebs Panic thumped through me as I stared around, unsure of where I was. The walls were drab with no paint job and colonies of cobwebs hanging from the ceiling and clinging to the walls unlike the annoying bright peeling yellow paint of my converted motel room The deep red afghan rug that laid on the old and slightly colourless linoleum floor was different to my puke coloured thread bare carpet. An
Continued from the Last part....... I felt my heart start to race as my mouth went dry, my stomach flipped and my chest started fluttering “You love me?” I asked, my voice barely audible but he heard it “I do, ever since you held that gun to my forehead back at the workshop, I’ve loved your crazy self” he chuckled under his breath “I guess that makes me a bit crazy myself” “It makes you a lot crazy actually” I breathed out, biting back thrilled giggles He laughed softly and leaned closer to me, our lips almost touching “I guess I’ll be crazy for you then” he whispered before claiming my lips. Present Light shone behind my eyelids, rousing me from my near coma sleep. I rolled over immediately, trying to get away from that annoying light but instead coming i
Chapter Eight. As normal as life can get. Kain. Her arms were wrapped tightly around my waist as we raced through the darkened streets, the roar of my motorcycle echoing across the empty streets. It was 2:39am, according to the digital clock on my bike and the air racing across my face was warm, warm as the summers in Folly Beach got. Elliott pressed her body closer to mine, so close that I could feel her heart hammering against my back, she was scared. I let out a small smile and tucked down, revving up all the way, making the bike speed up, loving the way her arms tightened around me. We were just left a party, a party that I admittedly didn’t want to attend, choosing to wallow in my self disappointment for another night, after I admitted my true feelings to Elliott, I thought she took it well, I even thought she almost fe
Continued from last part....... Present. Dr Sybian settled in her custom black leather arm chair, her back straight as a rod, her sharp green eyes stuck to my dream journal in her hands, her irises moving as she read. I sat, fiddling with the fringe of my frayed jean jacket, trying very hard to sit still, but I couldn’t because I knew what she was reading and I knew she was judging me deep in the recesses of her mind Its been a week since we got back from our honeymoon and its been peaceful so far, I was back at work at my candy shop and Forrest was back to work too as a hedge funder. Life was back to normal, especially because I haven’t heard from or seen Kain since that night back in Majorca, honestly I was grateful for that, maybe this time he would actually stay away from me and Forrest. Dr Sybian snapped the b
Chapter nine. How not to get divorced. Elliott. My head rested on his chest as we stared up at the stars in silence, I soaked in his warmth and reveled in his strong heartbeat thumping beneath my ear. I could get used to this, to this boyfriend thing. Probably won’t be so bad. My voice sounded weird when I spoke, lighter, softer than usual “So we’re really doing this?” It took him a few seconds to answer but his deep voice rumbled through me and the air “Yep, I guess so” I almost moaned in content when his hand rubbed up and down my bare back, his warm hand against my chilled skin He chuckled as his hand stopped at my waist “I’ll probably be a bad boyfriend” I let out a soft laugh and sat up, my hand g
continued from the last part...... My heart literally stopped “What?” I whispered in disbelief, my eyes wide. “I want you to get a divorce from that man, no more beating around the bush, I want it done as soon as possible” My heart resumed its erratic beats as his words registered and I calmed down a tiny bit, ‘ he wasn’t talking about us’ I thought in utter relief. “I want the papers drawn up tomorrow, I want you not connected to that man in any way, I want a fucking restraining order against him” Forrest seethed, grabbing my shoulders in a death grip “Do you understand me?” he hissed in my face, scaring me. I nodded, blinking back my tears and swallowing thickly. He let me go and whirled, I watched as he marched back in the kitchen, his phone already at his ear, I manged to catch the beginning of his conversation with Asher, his lawyer be
Chapter Ten. The power of a single word. Kain. The sun was high in the sky by the time we both stumbled back into my room, our lips locked in a passionate, all consuming kiss, our hands ripping at our clothes, trying our hardest to get them off without breaking our kiss. I all but ripped the extremely short black dress she wore in half and she yanked apart my shirt, sending buttons flying everywhere, all that mattered was contact, that skin on skin contact we both craved. Her hands worked on my pants while I tried to unhook her bra My fingers slid over the confusing hooks continuously until I let out a frustrated sound. Elliott stepped back and smiled up at me, her swollen lips glistening, her eyes half lidded with lust. She looked like a seductive angel so much, my cock throbbed hard within my pants. She was