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19. I'm the Prey
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My Tormentor Is My Lover [Tormentor Series #2] 20. Me: 1 ; Husband: O
ROSE When I looked at his face, I wanted to savor the moment and I was savoring it. After almost a month, here he stood. But disappointment stabbed through me like a blade because I was seeing him, yet not really.He hid behind a pair of Ray-Bans, denying me those piercing grey eyes I craved to drown in. The lower half of his face was cloaked in stubble that all but shouted he hadn’t picked up a razor in a week.His one arm circled around my waist and tightened, bringing me more closer to him as if he wanted to just tuck me inside his own body. And then he extended his other arm behind me for something, all the time I felt his eyes scorching me from behind those Ray-Bans.I decided then: I hated those fucking Ray-Bans.Moments later, I was wrapped in the soft warmth of his shirt— steeped in woodsy notes, his favorite scotch, and him. He’d covered me without a word.I stepped back. My lips parted to speak—But suddenly, I was airborne.He lifted me effortlessly, cradling me to his ch
My Tormentor Is My Lover [Tormentor Series #2] 19. I'm the Prey
ROSE “Hello, lioness…”Every syllable that came out of his mouth was like a promise. A rough caress on my agitated nerves. My knees buckled and involuntarily, I leaned into him. I felt him groan more than I heard it, coming from deep within his chest as he pressed into me from behind. “Fuck!” he hissed, and his grip on my breasts turned punishing. His fingers dug into my skin like claws claiming prey. My nipples hardened under his calloused palms, a maddening friction that sent fire licking down my spine.“Sir, if you’d just turn around with Ma’am—” Jess’s voice pierced through the fog in my brain, too calm for the storm brewing inside me.He didn’t move. Not yet. Instead, he leaned in, his mouth brushing my ear, his breath a promise laced in danger. “It seems I have to teach you a lesson, lioness. The first one in our story…” His palms flattened against my flesh, dragging me with him as he turned me toward the waiting camera crew and the scattering few who dared to look. His hol
My Tormentor Is My Lover [Tormentor Series #2] 18. Hello, lioness...
ROSEI pulled on the scraps of fabric that passed as my outfit and wrapped a robe tightly around myself. Winter appeared at the door, announcing that everything was ready—they were waiting for me. Just before we stepped out of the trailer, she held out a file.I gave her a questioning look.“It’s the standard contract. Already signed by the model,” she replied.I took the pen from her and scribbled my signature, wanting to get it over with. God, I wish I had just stormed into his office and fired him on the spot. That would’ve been fun. But I wasn’t even sure I had that kind of authority. I only owned fifty-one shares of the Indian branch. After I signed the contract, she led me to the sea shore where the sand was wet under my feet and the tides were coming and going, touching my feet that were wrapped in sparkling gold Louboutin heels.The girls from earlier returned, adjusting my hair and patting down invisible creases. I felt like a doll, poked, polished, posed. I swear if after a
My Tormentor Is My Lover [Tormentor Series #2] 17. She is here!
RYAN “What the fuck?” I growled, lurching upright and swinging blindly, fists clenched and heart pounding like I’d woken mid-fight, which, honestly, wouldn’t have been a surprise.It was becoming a sick routine- me blacking out, waking up in chaos, and my best friend Arjun playing wake-the-damaged-lunatic. But today? The bastard had taken it up a notch. He’d dumped an entire tray of what felt like Arctic ice water all over me.I flinched as another ice cube slid down my back and landed with a thud in my lap. “You son of a bitch,” I muttered, glaring at Arjun who stood beside the bed, smugly placing the ice tray on the nightstand like he hadn’t just woken me up with the least favorite method in enitew human race.“How many did you fight this time?” he asked, tossing a towel at my face.“Two,” I grunted, pressing the towel to my throbbing face. The edge grazed my split lip and the swollen temple, making me wince.“Well… that’s one hell of a way to be welcomed back to New York,” drawled
My Tormentor Is My Lover [Tormentor Series #2] 16. Body prep?!
ROSE "Tell me, Winter, how long do you think, it'll take my husband to see this video and come here?” I asked, almost giddy with the idea of seeing him again. Winter studied me for a second. Maybe she thought I was unhinged. Then, as if she somehow understood—though I doubt she really did—she said with a small smile, “Not long, Ma’am. They’re playing that video on every news channel. And if I may say… you looked awesome firing that douchebag.” I raised an eyebrow at her choice of words, and as she opened the trailer door, she added quickly, “Let’s just say no one liked him.”"I'd be surprised if anyone did."When we entered the trailer, I was immediately assaulted by a mixture of scents—vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, mint. It smelled more like a candy store than a beauty salon. “Hi, Ma’am. I’m Jess. I’ll be helping you through the body prep.” Jess was a middle-aged woman with a few white strands in her hair that gave her a graceful, distinguished air. She introduced me to the re
My Tormentor Is My Lover [Tormentor Series #2] 15. Reclaim the power
ROSE“Are you sure?” Michael asked again, his voice laced with concern.I grabbed the silk robe draped over the chair and walked toward the bathroom. “Yup.” The word left my mouth with more confidence than I felt. Truth was, I wasn’t sure. Not even a little. I was a mess—tightly coiled on the inside, like every breath I took might be the one that made me shatter.I shut the door behind me and looked in the mirror. And faced the reality. I let my eyes wander over my body with critical eyes. Cataloguing my shortcomings. Every flaw, every curve, every imperfection catalogued under harsh, unforgiving lights.And my mind went back to the scene I created not too long ago.----“You..” The director had laughed mockingky. Then turning to his crew he'd said, “This almost size eight is here to shoot the 'End of Summer'.” Some of them laughed with him and some of them looked at me with sympathy in their eyes. Only the assistant director and his shadow had stayed silent. They knew who I was. Th
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