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Taming The Psychopath Nextdoor Torrid
HERAIAH "HERA" BAUTISTA“Hera… what did I do for work back then?”Zeus was at the kitchen table, watching me scrub plates from dinner. Steam rose off the sink in thin white curls; he’d insisted on coming down to keep me company, and I’d let him—arguing never makes him back off, only sharper.I worried my lower lip between my teeth, feeling the rough edge of dry skin. What could I say? I didn’t know the first thing about what he’d done before the accident.“Hera? You okay? You’re staring at the same plate.”I forced a smile, letting my brows draw together just enough to look concerned. “A-Ah… honestly? I’m not sure you’ll want to hear this, Zeus.”The lie sat thick in my mouth. I had to sell it—if he poked at it too hard, the whole thing would unravel.The softness in his face went flat, replaced by a stillness that made my hands stop in the soapy water. Something had clicked for him; I could see it in the set of his jaw.“Z-Zeus, that’s all over now… you said you wanted to change, rig
Taming The Psychopath Nextdoor Why? (SPG)
HERAIAH “HERA” BAUTISTA“How do I—oh God, I don’t know how,” I stammered, my palm closing around him. The weight of it surprised me, solid and warm against my skin.I stayed on my knees, fingers trembling at the base of his length, but didn’t pull back. One wrong move and he’d turn suspicious again. I couldn’t let that happen.When I looked up, his charcoal eyes caught the light, sharp and focused on me. His lips were pressed between his teeth, the line of his jaw tight as he held back sounds I could almost feel in the air between us.Why him? Not just the Greek god looks, though the planes of his face, the thick fall of his hair, made it hard to think straight. But that wasn’t the point. The point was I had no idea what came next.“You did this on our honeymoon, didn’t you? Only a year, and you’ve already forgotten?” His voice was soft, but it landed like a stone in still water. I shook my head so fast my hair brushed my cheeks.Shit. This is exactly what I feared.I forced a smile,
Taming The Psychopath Nextdoor Hypersexuality
HERAIAH ‘HERA’ BAUTISTAI still can’t wrap my head around how lucid Zeus was earlier. Can you believe it? I told him I’d be home late tomorrow, and he didn’t fly off the handle—his reaction was calm, rational even. Sure, he overthought things a little, but all in all, our conversation went surprisingly well.Did he hit his head or something? Like Mr. Stanley knocked some sense into him while he was asleep?I laughed at my own absurd train of thought. It was ridiculous, really. Even if Mr. Stanley’s been up to no good, I doubt he’d go so far as to bash Zeus’s skull just to erase his memories.I finished off the meal I’d cooked—simple milkfish sinigang, one of my favorites. Though nothing beats adobo, my all-time number one.Before Mr. Stanley left earlier, I’d asked if Zeus could handle heavier meals now. He said yes, which is why I’d made enough for both of us.Even though I’m still terrified of that man, I have to keep proving I’m his wife. The thought of him regaining his memories a
Taming The Psychopath Nextdoor His Thoughts
THADDEUS ‘ZEUS’ VITALEA steady beeping pulled me from sleep. I could sense someone else in the room—and it wasn’t my wife.My eyes remained shut as I took stock of my body. Needles and lines were taped to my hands and arms again, just like the night I’d first woken up with no memory of who I was.“What are you doing here?” I said, still not opening my eyes.A low chuckle rumbled from across the room. “Your wife called me. Said you were out last night and got hurt—so I’m here to patch you up.”That got me to open my eyes. The room was dim, heavy with silence, lit only by the glow of small monitors. I turned toward the voice: a man stood by the bed, preparing a syringe he clearly intended to push into my arm.“What’s that for?” I asked.“For your body—helps you heal faster.” He met my gaze, his fingers wrapping around my arm. “I’m sure you want to put Hera’s mind at ease, don’t you? Get better so you two can finally live normally.” His tone was serious, layered with unspoken meaning.B
Taming The Psychopath Nextdoor Symptoms of what?!!
HERAIAH ‘Hera’ BAUTISTAI woke to sunlight hitting my face directly. It wasn’t too hot, but the glare was bright enough to pull me fully awake.I stretched my arms with my eyes closed, letting out a soft “Mmm!” Morning stretches really are the best—until my hand brushed against something that definitely wasn’t a pillow.My eyes snapped open, wide with shock as I stared at the figure—or rather, man—lying beside me.My heart nearly stopped. Zeus was there, fast asleep on his side, facing me, his head resting on his right hand. The sun didn’t reach his face, so he hadn’t stirred.“I’ll never get used to this...” I muttered, referring to the new reality of having a man in my home.I carefully slid out of bed, moving like a ninja—quiet but quick. I didn’t want to wake him; the last thing I needed was another barrage of questions.Once I made it out of the room, I headed straight to the bathroom to get ready. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, then changed into casual clothes.Today was Su
Taming The Psychopath Nextdoor Late Night Talks
HERAIAH ‘HERA’ BAUTISTAMy eyes were barely open, heavy with a weariness that seeped into every muscle. Two hours had dragged by, yet Zeus kept firing questions my way—bursting with energy like he’d slept all day just to save it up for this.I’d curled away from him ages ago, telling him over and over that I was about to pass out. But every time I drifted close to sleep, his voice would pull me back. Now I was fighting to stay awake, slurring my responses through a thick fog of exhaustion.“Is it really true, Hera?” he asked—for the twentieth time. “I never satisfied you in bed on our honeymoon? Was I really that quick to finish?”Oh God. I should’ve never lied so recklessly. We’d both be asleep by now if I’d kept my mouth shut.It started when he’d asked about our supposed honeymoon—a total fabrication I’d spun to keep him believing my story. And of course, to sell the lie, I’d piled on more falsehoods than I could count.“Yes… your libido was never quite on par with mine, Zeus,” I m
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