All Chapters of My Tormentor Is My Lover [Tormentor Series #2]: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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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

21. I missed you so much

RYAN This woman. So excruciatingly beautiful. Brave. And right now? Absolutely fucking furious. And did I say beautiful? Goddamn it. I can’t even think with her this close. She unmakes me in ways I don’t have words for. No logic. No reason. Just a hollow ache that only she could fill—and lately, that hollow had become a goddamn void. And while she screamed and accused and bled her fury all over me, all I could do was stand there… watching. Listening. Taking all her rage. Because I deserved every ounce of her wrath. Every pointed word. Every tear she fought not to shed. I didn’t even want to close my eyes afraid that she’d disappear. And, I knew I deserved every bit of her condemnation. __ When I had exited the car I was attacked with the paparazzi and media, they had surrounded me like swarm of the bees. “Mr. Ryan, do you have anything to say about your wife?” “Is it true that she's Indian?” “Is she really going to be featured in your next RK fashion magazine?”

22. Some groveling to do

ROSE I walked out of the trailer, achingly aware of my nakedness beneath his shirt. His shirt—that somehow felt like it belonged to me now. Like it had branded itself into my skin. I didn’t want to take it off. I couldn’t. As I stepped into the daylight, Winter came rushing toward me, holding a robe in her hands. The moment she reached me, she wrapped it around my shoulders, cocooning me in its thick warmth. It wasn’t the same robe from earlier. This one was heavier anc longer more like a gown, covering me from my toes to my neck. Concealing what he had touched. What he had claimed. “Are you okay, ma’am?” That was a nice question. One I didn’t have an answer to. So I just shrugged and asked my own. “Where’s Michael?” “He’s waiting outside in the car. Said you’d want to leave as soon as possible,” Winter replied, slightly breathless as she hurried to keep up with my steps. Because I was practically running. But not fast enough, apparently, as I heard him yell out my n

23. I didn’t feel victorious

ROSE The moment Michael opened the hotel suite, I rushed to the bathroom and locked myself inside. And then, I had a long, messy conversation… with the toilet. “Rose?” Michael’s voice came from the other side of the door. “Not now, Michael,” I groaned, slumping onto the cool floor tiles. “Just tell me you’re okay.” I’m not. I’m not okay. How could I be? It took every ounce of strength I had to walk away from him. Every fiber of my being screamed to run back, to stay, to hold him, but I didn’t. And I don’t even understand how he did it, how he left me behind and managed to live with it. Because walking away from him felt like cutting off a part of my soul. “Rose…” Michael tried again, gentler this time. “Michael, please. I know you care about me, and I appreciate that, I really do… but just... leave me alone for a moment." I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I didn’t look like someone who had just won. Not at all. I didn’t feel victorious. I didn’t fee

24. This is a Mistake

ROSE “Please, stop crying, princess. If you’ll just let me, I’ll go there and kick his ass,” Michael said gently, his thumbs wiping away my tears. “You know I can’t let you do that…” I clung to him, sobbing into his chest. “I don’t know, Michael… I don’t know what to do anymore. I’m terrified of giving him another chance. What if it just ends with me breaking all over again?” His arms wrapped tighter around me, grounding me with quiet strength. “Just be strong,” he murmured. “Just be you, princess. And do whatever it is your heart needs to do.” His palm moved soothingly along my spine, and when I lifted my tear-soaked eyes to meet his, the air shifted. There was no warning, no moment to prepare. It happened slowly, almost gently. A flicker of something else entered the space between us. I wanted comfort. I wanted someone to be there for me, and he was. Involuntarily my eyes flickered to his lips and his did the same. “I—” I licked my lips. “We shouldn’t, princess,” he

25. Warning or Threat

RYAN “Why are you here? Don't you have somewhere to run off to?” As soon as the words left her mouth, I watched the guilty look that creeped up on her face and the wince she tried to hide. I rubbed a hand down my face, I was at a loss here. I didn't have a first clue to how to make her understand that I had made a mistake by leaving her, and I was not going to repeat that mistake. Because at every turn she refused to listen to me. I had spent the whole night pacing about my house, and at one point, I had even started to clean it. Collecting the bottles. Hiding the antidepressants. Removing every trace of my negligence. I was so restless. I felt so alone all of a sudden, but for once I hadn’t tried to drink my loneliness, instead I had gone to my daughter’s room. There, I had sat down with her picture in my hand. And, surprisingly sleep had come much easier. It had only made me realise that even though I had left Rose behind for the sake of my daughter, to be with my daughter,

26. Because, I like you

ROSEWhen I finally felt like it’d be fine to get out of the bathroom, I opened the door and stopped short. Michael was standing against the opposite wall with his arms crossed over his chest.“You didn’t tell him.” There was a hint of accusation in his voice.And, I was afraid that somehow in the moment of weakness I had lost my friend. My very genuine and kind friend. The friend who has been there to hold me up when everything was crumbling down to nothing around me.“Michael, I…”He raked a hand through his hair as he pushed back from the wall. In two long strides he was standing in front of me. “Rose, I know whatever happened wasn’t what you wanted… it just happened, and I also know that now you’re beating yourself for it. But…” He took a long breath. “You have to tell him.”I nodded my head, agreeing with him. “I know.”He chucked me under the chin, smiling. “Good.” His eyes flickered to my stomach as he placed his hand on it. “How’s the little bean?”“As demanding as his father,

27. Beg for her forgiveness

RYAN The moment Rose agreed to meet me, I hadn’t done anything else except to think about what would I say and do to make her understand. I couldn’t just tell her that the reason I had left her was my eight years older daughter. Could I? Only if I wanted to die a cold merciless at the hands of my beautiful, fierce wife. Yeah, no thank you.I just have to find a right way and right time to tell her about it. And, hope that—“Daddy?” I stopped short on the sidewalk to the café. When I turned around, I found my Angel coming toward me with my grandfather in tow. “Hey, Precious, what are you doing here?” I asked, crouching down as she came to hug me. “Cupcakes…” She shrugged, showing me the brown bag she was holding. And, then with a look in her eyes that always managed to make me wary, she asked, “What are you doing here?”I looked at my grandfather, who was as helpful as ever for he added, “Answer her.”“I am here for a meeting.” I said, without looking at her. How could you lie t

28. On your knees, Ryan

ROSE What the hell just happened? One second, he was gently holding my wrist, his voice trembling with apologies, remorse etched across every line of his face. And the next? He was walking away, leaving me here…. My heart hammered with confused fury as I watched him lean down to speak to the woman at the reception. She shook her head, clearly refusing whatever he asked. But Ryan didn’t falter. Another man emerged from the door marked Management, and with a quick handshake, a few low words, and a smile that sent chills down my spine directed at the man, Ryan turned around and made his way back to me. I didn’t sigh in relief. I didn’t!! When he returned, he took the seat opposite me, not beside me and I hid my disappointment as I stared at him. “What was that?” I asked. “Nothing,” he said, but the glint in his eyes betrayed him. There was excitement there, controlled and measured, like a fuse waiting for a match. “Noth—” I stopped short as chairs scraped across the floor and

29. Make you fall in love

ROSE"On your knees, Ryan.”His grey eyes widened just barely before he laughed. His deep throaty voice filled the empty café and all I wanted to do in that moment was to crawl in his lap and put my lips on top of his and kiss him, satiate the hunger inside me for my husband. His lower lip was no longer bruised, the faint purpling near his eye had faded but I could still see the shadows under his eyes and this time sitting across him, not blinded with rage, I noticed the sharpness of his jaw and the perfect fit of his shirt. He had lost weight, I realised, but still he looked unfairly beautiful, still dangerous and unreasonably devastating in that fitted shirt that stretched across broad shoulders and muscled chest like it was made for him.I remembered how those muscles felt against me in the trailer.Don’t go there. Don’t fucking go there.Oh god. I hated how much I wanted him.“Why doesn’t it surprise me, my lioness?” he said with a crooked grin that screamed of pride and possessi

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