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CHAPTER ELEVEN

作者: Laine Martin
last update 最終更新日: 2026-02-18 18:24:04

I woke up smothered in a bundle of cotton sheets. I tossed, groping across the bed for Jack, but I was met with more pile of sheets. I wriggled myself from the bedding, and picked up his scrunched shirt from the large area rug. I brought it to my nose and inhaled his intoxication scent—fresh water, mint and a hint of oud. The smoky and woody notes made his scent exceptionally rare and rich. I wrapped my arms around the shirt, reminiscing our steamy lovemaking last night. I chortled at the memor
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  • Love, Obsession, Torture   CHAPTER TWELVE

    “What the fuck Lana!” The words tumbled out again as my eyes darted between them, stunned and still trying to process what I had just walked in on.“Robin I…” Mike began, attempting to offer an explanation but I held up a hand, stopping him in his tracks.He heaved a sigh, turned to Lana, pressed a soft kiss to her cheek—and then to her lips—murmured that he’d call her later, and scurried out the door.I stood there, incredulous, rooted to the spot by the bold display of affection.How did I miss this?When did it start?Lana and Mike???I stared at Lana for an eternity, too shocked to utter any words. I shook my head, sidestepping her and heading for my room. She swiftly tugged on my wrist and turned me around to face her.“What is this Lana?” I asked, disbelief washing across my face. “You and Mike? All this while?“Robin, I meant to tell you.” she said, her voice a shallow murmur.“When? Hmm? You’ve been sleeping with your chauffeur all this while?” I shouted, incredulous and hurt,

  • Love, Obsession, Torture   CHAPTER ELEVEN

    I woke up smothered in a bundle of cotton sheets. I tossed, groping across the bed for Jack, but I was met with more pile of sheets. I wriggled myself from the bedding, and picked up his scrunched shirt from the large area rug. I brought it to my nose and inhaled his intoxication scent—fresh water, mint and a hint of oud. The smoky and woody notes made his scent exceptionally rare and rich. I wrapped my arms around the shirt, reminiscing our steamy lovemaking last night. I chortled at the memory, my face instantly turning crimson. He was still not out of my system, but I needed food. Now!Crap! I forgot to phone Lana last night that I wouldn’t make it home, but then again, I still didn’t have my phone. I turned to his enormous bedside table and saw my phone and purse laying on the top shelf. I smiled, then picked it up. I tapped away across the screen—no calls from Lana. She was probably busy with marking and grading or she thought I still didn’t have my phone yet. Either way, I was

  • Love, Obsession, Torture   CHAPTER TEN

    “Fuck me, please,” I whispered. “Make me yours.”“Oh, I will,” he breathed against my lips. “You’re already mine, Robin—the moment I laid eyes on you.”I nodded, pushing my tongue into his mouth, and accepting him. I had no energy left to argue with him about his self-assured remark.I lurched forward with a swift jolt, leaning on my elbows and up on my knees, dragging Jack along with me. He cupped my cheek and brushed his lips gently against mine, breathing each other’s air, while his other hand found my entrance. He worked my clit, until there was a swelling sea between my legs—then he slipped two fingers inside me, slow and measured. I gasped, digging my nails deep into his toned back. “Jack,” I groaned, melting into his arms—my whole-body smouldering with heat, my legs languid as I struggled to stay upright on my knees.I moved my hand to the band of his trousers and unbuckled his belt, swishing it loose with one quick pull. I tugged it down together with his underwear, springing

  • Love, Obsession, Torture   CHAPTER NINE

    I swirled in front of the mirror, inspecting my outfit as I waited for Jack’s arrival. Moments after I had put on my shoes, a faint knock came tapping at the front door— followed by muffled chatters. Lana stepped into my room to announce Jack’s presence, complimenting my outfit, then gently adding a generous amount of mascara to my already long lashes. We hugged in a short embrace.“Okay, you’re good to go.” she cooed, satisfied with her work. I stood, straightening the creased portion of my dress from our embrace and smiled at her beautiful face while picking my purse from the bedside table. I walked gingerly to meet Jack in these impossible stilettos, each step offering a sharp clicking sound against the hard marble floor. Jack walked up to meet me as I peered down the hallway.“You look ravishing, lady,” Jack said, his tongue tracing the full length of his lips. He leaned in, his mouth brushing my ear. “I can’t. wait. to. be. inside. you,” he whispered, punctuating each word in my

  • Love, Obsession, Torture   CHAPTER EIGHT

    Sleep eluded me as my thoughts lingered on Jack, spiralling around his words.Escape is often an elusionI journaled, skimmed through chemistry papers and drank a whole jug of coffee, yet they barely scratched the surface of easing my racing mind from wanting Jack.This morning wasn’t any better. I felt mentally dishevelled and exhausted from lack of sleep and the constant tossing and turning. It seemed I was back to square one, after the unexpected meeting with the Adonis. My brain was in continuous shambles, my body wanting nothing but desire a man I couldn’t possibly have. Performing my periodic analysis and tests did little to expedite the lie I kept telling myself about forgetting Jack or keeping the thoughts of him at bay. He was ingrained in my memory and etched on my heart, there was no shaking him off—he was here to stay.I was desperately longing for Jack McCullen, and last night proved I’d done zero internal work in my quest to forget him. I had barely completed my day’s

  • Love, Obsession, Torture   CHAPTER SEVEN

    Working with Millicent had been surprisingly pleasant. I had been apprehensive about assisting at first because of my lewd attraction to her boyfriend. Nonetheless, our conversations never revolved around him and for that I was thankful. She had no clue about Jack and me, and I wanted it to remain that way for as long as possible. Besides, I was on a deliberate journey to forgetting him entirely. Her directions and explanations of how things were run in the chemical lab were exceptional. With Claire still away and Millicent sporadically around after I’d adjusted to the lab’s operations, I carried the workload of two people. It left me mostly exhausted—which was a much-needed distraction, one that is helping expunge Jack from my senses.I had been successful in my quest to avoid Jack for three full weeks, no matter what it took, and it seemed to be working. My consolation was, McCullen Heights and the confectionery factory were far apart—not an impossible distance, but distance enough

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