บททั้งหมดของ My Tormentor Is My Lover [Tormentor Series #2]: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

ROSE Everything was fuzzy. The last seven days— I didn’t remember any of it. But I remembered the days before that, all the days I had spent with him, wrapped in his arms. Yeah, that was my bad luck. One moment, I was smiling like crazy; the next, I was crying like a broken record. I knew it must be the effects of all the bottles I had drained over the past week. God bless alcohol— at least half of the time, I felt numb to the rage and the thunderstorm of sorrow. I missed him like my next meal. I wanted him like my next breath. And… I was seeing triple. "Ha… guess I finally had enough," I hiccupped, then burst into a full-bellied laugh until tears rolled down my cheeks. "I fell in love!" I shouted into the emptiness of my apartment. "I gave him my heart, and he paid me back with heartache. But that wasn’t the only thing he gave me." I stood up from where I was sitting on the floor in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and swayed on my feet. "He left me this," I muttered, wa

ROSE“Are you not coming back to work?” Monica asked from beside me where we both were lying on the bed and watching the reruns of Friends. My hand was half way to my mouth, I was about to pop up some more chips into my mouth when her question registered. I put the chips back in the bowl as I pursed my lips and tried to think of an eligible answer. In truth, I really didn’t want to sit at home and wallow in self pity. It has been ten days since my short trip to hospital and I had learned my lesson, or at least I thought that I had, except at night when I was alone in the darkness of my room.Shaking my head, I replied, “No, I’m not going to come back to office.” When Monica started to open her mouth, no doubt to give me a lecture about how I couldn’t waste my life because of him and all, because she had already done that with Natasha by her side. Yeah, now my best friend knew too what a heartbroken mess I was. “Actually, I have decided to look for something else to do. Don't worr

ROSE For the second time I woke up in the darkened hospital room, this time alone. As I looked through my blurry eyes, I realised that it was the same room and same hospital in which I had woken up seven days after he disappeared from my life. I blinked a few more times thinking why I couldn’t see properly and realised a moment later when I felt the wet trails on my temple. Fuck! What was wrong with me? I was a crying mess and I was tired of crying! I just wanted to feel nothing. It was too damn much. I couldn’t stop this churning in my stomach. I couldn’t understand what I had become. I wasn’t this person. I couldn’t even imagine how I had come to this. No one would believe me if I told them that I was the same woman who had been kidnapped and suffered near rape. And still managed to live on. But, here I was, a hollow shell of a person I once was. I felt sorry for the woman I was, a woman who knew how to fight, who was stronger than I was now but now I was nothing like her.

ROSEI stepped into the same glass and steel fortress where I’d once lived a thousand lifetimes in the span of weeks. The same office building where my world had first begun to unravel. Where I’d been blackmailed. Humiliated. Punished.And cherished.Where I’d fallen for the man who had ruined me and yet held me like I was sacred. Like he was made to destroy and protect me in the same breath. I felt the memories rushing back in as I crossed through the entrance lobby. But I had become pretty good at stopping them, barricading them out of my mind and heart so that it won’t hurt any longer. I had turned it into a much better emotion that will suit me for what I had to do now… Because, I think, now, it was my time to exact my revenge. It’s my time to have control. As I passed by the familiar faces, I pasted a wide smile on my lips, hiding everything I was feeling and marched towards the hallway for the elevators. But before I could reach the elevator, I was stopped by that same stupid

RYAN"Ryan!"I looked up at my best friend, pulled put from my memories to the present I hated because she wasn’t in it.“You need to stop ruining your fucking life,” Arjun growled, his face lined with worry and anger.When I turned away from him to look at the pictures of my lioness, he started collecting the photos, stacking them haphazardly.“Stop,” I said.He didn’t. He kept stacking them over each other, not caring when the corners bend. “You need to forget her, if you’re not going back or not bringing her here where she belongs-““Leave them.” I gritted out.He ignored me as he continued, “Then you bloody well need to keep it together and forget about her.” He kept shoving them inside the folder unceremoniously, not caring a little bit when one of the photos folded in half.“I said leave them,” I pushed him away with both my hands on his chest. “Don’t touch them!” I snapped.I gathered the photos again, smoothing each one with careful fingers, putting them back where they belon