Chapter 21 - Willow

Do not cry. Do not cry. Do not cry. I bit my lip to keep the tears from falling, my breath from sobbing.

"Good night, Willow," he said.

Get the fuck out so I can breakdown! Just leave! I raged at him mentally. I needed this man and his ulterior motives out of my life. Not only did he want to have sex with me, but he also didn't share any part of himself outside of surface information.

I didn't need those kinds of people in my life. And certainly not from someone who wanted to use my body for his own pleasure.

The door snicked shut softly.

Like the dam had burst, tears flooded from my eyes. I pressed my face into the back cushion and screamed as long and as loud as I could. He'd let me believe, for just a sliver of a moment, that I was...not important, really. But wanted.

But he didn't really want me. Or certainly not all of me. He wanted the package I was wrapped in. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if he wanted me for the connections to the Amatuccis. As much as they we