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33. You. Ate. My. Cupcake.

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ROSE

My whole body was spent, I didn’t have enough energy to even lift a finger. But the insistent rumbling sound coming from my stomach had me pushing the sleeping weight of my husband off my body. It wasn’t that I wasn’t enjoying the warmth and the cocoon he had provided with his big body atop mine, but my bladder was making its urgency known and… I was so damn hungry!!

The sudden feeling of him sliding out of me had me gasping, while he groaned out in his sleep.

“Lioness…” His voice was sleep roughened, deep and sexy… touching every cell of my body and once again I wanted to wake him up and have him do my bidding.

Shaking my head at my own filthy thoughts, I untangled myself from his arms and as I did that he plopped back on his side. I noticed his hand touching and patting the mattress as if searching for me, and it only made me want to snuggle up to him.

A frown marked his handsome face before he settled back, his fingers curling into the bedsheet. I succumbed to my desire as
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Danica Mora
hahaha.. the "oh sh*t" got me laughing so bad lol,, thank you for the update authornim. hope all is well,
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  • My Tormentor Is My Lover [Tormentor Series #2]   75. Tables have turned

    RYANWhen I woke up, it took a minute for my brain to catch up, to piece together the chaos of last night.And another full minute to remember that, after the argument, I had walked out on my wife.Deciding I would fix this with a level head, I turned toward the empty space beside me… and froze.Two rings sat neatly on the pillow.My breath punched out of my lungs, and I bolted upright, cursing every foul word I knew. The bathroom door stood open, letting me know there was no sign of her inside it.Panic flooded me.Still, my heart beating so fast that I thought it would fail any moment, I called out for her, “Rose… Rose?” Silence was my only answer. I threw the sheets off and looked down at myself, realizing I was undressed. The memory hit hard, the way she’d helped me into bed, crying and apologizing, checking if I was okay. The way I’d repaid her kindness… with cruelty.“Why? Why? Tell me, why did you act like a… like a whore…” Those words echoed in my head like poison.I dragged

  • My Tormentor Is My Lover [Tormentor Series #2]   74. Daddy!! You’re here!!!

    ROSE When I entered the room the nurse had pointed out, I spotted Ana immediately. She was the only one there. The room itself looked nothing like a hospital, more like a high end hotel suite. All polished wood, soft lighting, and white curtains fluttering near the window. Whoever her father was, he wasn’t just well-off… he was powerful. Ana sat on the bed, talking animatedly into a phone, while a woman, probably her nurse, sat on the sofa by the far wall, gazing absently out the window. Her pale face and tired eyes told me she hadn’t slept in a while. But when her gaze shifted and met mine, her expression changed. Her lips curved into a warm smile, surprise flashing across her eyes. “Daddy, I’ll talk to you later. Come soon.” Ana’s face lit up, and she ended the call. “Love you too.” Then she looked at me and her entire face bloomed with delight. “You came!” I smiled and crossed to her side. “Of course, I came,” I said softly, sitting beside her. My hand found her h

  • My Tormentor Is My Lover [Tormentor Series #2]   73. Next of kin

    ROSE Well… being the wife of a billionaire had its perks. One phone call, that’s all it took. A car arrived at the hotel, whisked me away to the nearest airport, and an hour later I was airborne, flying back to New York. I didn’t let myself think about what my over-controlling husband would do when he woke up to find me gone. He’d be worried first, because for all his irritating, obsessive asshole tendencies, Ryan loved me too much not to care. Then he’d be angry. Very angry. So instead of thinking about my husband I let sleep claim me. I slept in one of the leather chairs near the windows when the bedroom was only just few feet away. Because I couldn’t bring myself to lie in that bed as last time I was in it my husband wasn’t angry and accusing me, instead, he had his arms around me and was whispering soft loving words to me as I had slept, pressed naked to his body. I woke with a jolt. The flight attendant — Jen, I remembered, stood in front of me, smiling kindly. “Ma’am, we

  • My Tormentor Is My Lover [Tormentor Series #2]   72. Please, come back

    ROSE I woke up to a commotion outside the bedroom. When I padded to the door I heard a male voice, an unknown male voice. For a moment I just stood there frozen wondering what to do and then I heard the familiar drawl voice of my husband, but it was off-kilter. Without wasting another second, worrying that he might have hurt himself, I ran back to the bed and tugged the blanket to wrap around myself before I unlocked the bedroom door and stepped out. The man I had seen on the front desk was trying to… trying to support my husband as he stumbled inside through the suite door. When the man saw me, he hesitated for a moment. I sighed, taking pity on the man, “Thank you, for your assistance.” “No problem, mam. Call the front desk if you need anything.” He looked from my husband, who was currently picking up the silver domes from the trolley to peek underneath them, to me. “Can I help you with…” He trailed off. “Thank you, but I’ll manage.” I replied. “Hmmm… She willl…” My husban

  • My Tormentor Is My Lover [Tormentor Series #2]   71. Left Me Alone

    RYAN “It happened when my come was still warm inside you.” I was being vulgar, but I didn’t care. All I felt in that moment was the betrayal by the one woman that I’d have given my life for. She turned around, her face composed in a calm exterior or at least she tried to, but her eyes betrayed her true emotions. She was hurt by my crude words, she was angry and in pain. And I was too. I was on the verge of breaking down. Still, I kept on as if I had a death wish because I knew after this she’d hate me and even I’d hate myself. “Tell me, is it even mine?” What the fuck I was saying? I couldn’t even control the fucking shit that was leaving my mouth. And as soon as those words left me, I already regretted them. It was a low blow, no matter what she had done. She reacted as if I had slapped her. Her eyes turned cold. And her hand went to her stomach as if to protect the baby from me. As if I’d hurt our baby. Yeah, I was furious but I knew that it was my baby inside her

  • My Tormentor Is My Lover [Tormentor Series #2]   70. Is it even mine?

    ROSE Ignoring the chilling expression on Ryan’s face, I stepped forward, hands out as though I were trying to tame a wild animal. “Ryan…” I whispered. His gaze dropped to my trembling hands. His lips curved upward, not in amusement, but in warning. A lion ready to pounce, not to kill, but to play with his prey, claw by claw. His eyes, flat and vacant, pinned me in place as he demanded, "Did you touch him?” I froze mid-step. His voice wasn’t angry, he almost sounded curious, but the fire in his grey eyes told me better. He stepped forward, not close enough to touch, but near enough to sear me with his rage. “Ryan, plea—” “Shh.” He pressed a finger to my lips, silencing me. His gaze followed the line of his own touch before he snatched his hand back like he’d been burned. His voice dropped. “Did you kiss him too?” “Ryan, please, just listen to me—” I tried to close the space between us, but he recoiled from me as though my presence alone disgusted him. “No.” His

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