Share

Thirteenth

- No, she pushed him away. - It's not possible. I thought I could finally be happy and I just threw myself into the trap! I almost... almost had sex with that bastard. And the worst part is that I only found out about it because of that stupid slip of his for calling me love. When Dylan put the knife to my neck I thought I would die right there! Inside my own home! With someone I thought I could trust! I'm a fucking loser.

Robert pulled her to his body, making him take a step back from the impact her body made, his large hand little on her head forcing her to stay there crying into his chest. Wetting him more and more, not that it mattered in any way.

- You're not a failure. - He closed his eyes, placing his nose on the tip of her head and smelling the good shampoo. - It's okay, cry. It's all right. It's not your fault, we can fix this, he's the bad person, not you for believing he was good! - Robert felt stunned. - Did he threaten you with a knife?

- He squeezed my throat and put the
Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status