Leah,My body felt like it was run over by a truck when I woke up. The space beside me was empty. I was sprawled on my stomach, under the sheets. The curtains were pulled down, the only source of light being the bulb. What time is it?I shifted under the covers, a dull ache spreading through my body, reminding me of last night. No, I am sure he continued till early morning. Every muscle seemed to protest as I tried to stretch my limbs. I winced, turning to the other side of the bed. I could feel the tender bruises along my hips and thighs."Goddamit," I groaned, feeling the soreness aching from my core. "That monster."I carefully swung my legs over the edge of the bed, my feet touching the cool floor.Catching my reflection on the mirror across from where I sat, I grimaced. My hair was a tangled mess, my lips swollen and bruised. Hickeys scattered across my shoulders and chest. He was sex crazed. A monster who couldn't be satisfied easily. He had forgotten I was human, and I would
Aiden, I laid on my back, gripping her waist as she straddled me. She rode me slowly, her hands pushed to her back, resting on my thighs as she held herself up. Her eyes were half closed, her lips parted. Her head would occasionally fall back as she moaned softly. She rolled her hips, her walls clenching around me, and a low growl escaped my throat as my grip tight around her. "Fuck," She was driving me crazy. In a scary way. My plan was to use her to satisfy my urges for the night and mess with her husband. It had only been four nights, and yet my desire to have her was turning into an obsession that was almost frightening. "Leah," my breath hitched when she did it again.Fuck.She opened her eyes that were filed with lust, and when they met mine, she turned away immediately, her cheeks turning red as she bit down on her lip. I spanked her ass hard, and she whimpered, turning to face me again. Damn, she looked hot when she was turned on, and the sight stirred something within me
Leah,Don't trust everything that comes out of my lips, doll.I clenched my fist. How could I have stupidly believed him? Why did I agree to the deal without any clear terms? But then again, would he have kept his word even though we made the terms clear. All I went through at his place was for nothing. I felt dirty.I bit my lip, blinking back tears.He wouldn't have. He was a man who derived pleasure, seeing me have hope only to shatter it.I got to the door, my hands stretching to open it when the door swung open, Liam standing there. I froze, my heart leaping into my throat. Why? Why was he here? And now of all times? The air seemed too thin, and I was finding it difficult to breathe. I opened my mouth to speak, but no sound came out.I came to the realization at that moment that during the time I was with Aiden, I felt a lot of emotions, but guilt had been absent. Now facing Liam, I felt like the lowest of the lowest. Like the worst woman on earth."Leah," he called softly, his ey
Leah,I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to focus on Liam, who was on top of me. Even with my eyes closed, my mind was still filled with unwelcomed images. Black eyes that sometimes hid behind long black hair that fell down his shoulders, staring at me intensely, glinting with a twisted amusement. Thin red lips that spilt the dirtiest of words. That left marks and a burning trail over my body. A face with a scar that somehow made him look hotter rather than less.It is an image that shouldn't be popping up in a situation like this.I opened my eyes, realising it was worse when they were closed. "Leah," Liam groaned, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he thrust in gently.I was the worst. I was thinking of another man when I was intimate with my husband. How low can I get?I wrapped my arms and legs around him, pulling him close with urgency. A desperate need to push the memory of him away. I kissed him, trying not to think of how different it felt when he kissed me. How rough his l
Leah,I lost my appetite the moment Aiden walked through the front door. He had turned what was supposed to be a happy meal between I and Liam into a meal we were forcing ourselves to have.I sat still next to Aiden at the dining table. After the scene in the hallway, he invited himself to lunch, dragging me along with him and making me sit close to him. Liam could do nothing but obey. I noticed from the way he spoke and behaved that he was terrified of his brother. I have never seen him so afraid of something before.I still can't believe they were brothers. They were nothing alike. Liam was calm. He rarely got angry, though when he does, he says things he doesn't mean. But Aiden was...he was just bad news. A dangerous, unpredictable psychopath.The thought of Liam having any connection with the mafia unsettled me, but then again, I would have known. And they don't seem like they were in good terms.Fuck, did he approach me on purpose? Did he still hit on me knowing I was his brother'
Leah,I knelt beside Liam, who was still sprawled on the floor where Aiden left him. Tears pricked my eyes as I stared down at his bloody face. His cracked lips, broken nose, and swollen bruise under his eye stared back at me. This was all my fault.I gently dabbed a warm towel against his bruise. He hissed sharply, his hand swatting mine away harshly. "Goddamit, Leah! That hurts!" He spat irritated."I am sorry," I whispered, blinking back tears as I reached out again, more careful this time.His jaw clenched as he snapped, "Stop looking at me like that.""Like what?" I asked, confused. "Like some pitiful abandoned kid," he growled. "I hate that look of pity in your eyes, Leah.""I am sorry," I apologized. He slammed his fist against the wall, the sudden sound making me flinch. "That bastard," he gritted, shutting his eyes tight. "What makes him think he can ruin my childhood and then come back sixteen years later to do the same thing."He turned his angry gaze toward me. "This is
Leah,I hated the way he held my face forcing me to looking into his eyes as he fucked me. The way does dark lustful eyes bore into mine with a terrifying hunger. The sound of his deep moans, that vibrated through me, causing me to shiver, driving me to the edge of sanity. And when he leaned his forehead against mine, whispering dirty words with each thrust, I felt something, an unfamiliar warmth I couldn't place. It was a strange sensation I wasn't ready to acknowledge."Leah," he groaned, and I trembled, wrapping my arms around his neck, a shameless moan escaping my lips.I felt disgust at the sounds that spilt out of my lips. The way my body craved his, begging for more as he slammed into me, hitting that spot inside me that made my eyes roll back.This was what I was reduced to. A shameless woman. He had turned me into something I wasn't, a Liar, a twisted woman who enjoyed having another man inside her. I hated myself, I hated him, I hated this strange emotion I was feeling. I w
Leah,He gripped my jaw lightly, turning my face to him, as he leaned in and kissed me gently. His lips were soft against mine, different from his usual roughness. He grabbed my waist, lifting me effortlessly onto his lap, never breaking the kiss.He squeezed my ass cheeks firmly, grinding me against him, his arousal pressing against me as a gasp escaped my lips, the friction making my skin tingle with an electric thrill. He pulled back, and I stared at him breathless, my heart racing from the intensity in his eyes.His finger traced my bottom lip, the touch gentle, then trailed down my neck, leaving a line of goosebumps in its wake. I shivered as he continued, slipping between my breasts. He leaned down, capturing my nipple between his teeth, sucking on it through the thin fabric of my shirt.My breath hitched, and coming in ragged gasps as I ground myself against him. His eyes held mine captive, a silent command to keep my eyes on him as he teased me. He gave the same attention to