All Chapters of Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

~ SIENNA ~A married woman addicted to her sèx toy? Yeah, that’s me. If the poor thing could grow wings, it would have flown far away from me and never come back. I remember thinking it was overpriced when I bought it on a vacation with Harry in Paris but now? Now, I have gotten my money’s worth and more. With a sigh, I picked up the rose vibrator and increased the vibration level to the highest. Lately, my usual level was not doing it for me anymore. I inserted the díldo part of the toy into my pússy and brought the rose sucker to my swollen clít. My legs were spread as wide as the bathtub would allow, the scent of my strawberry body wash wafting around the large bathroom. Soon, my moans were wafting around too. In the beginning, I used to cry out Harry’s name but now it’s just ooooohs and aaaaahs. No way I’m moaning the name of a husband who hasn’t touched me in months. I tried not to think of Harry’s shortcomings and concentrate on the waves of pleasure running through my body.

~ SIENNA ~Finding out my husband is fúcking his manager was bad enough. Getting dealt a smoky slap by that manager was the nail in the coffin. Convinced the day couldn’t get any worse, I agreed to go to a bar with Margo. Ever since the incident that happened the last time I was at one, bars had become my least favourite place — after hospitals. The music was slow but with a strong tempo; low enough to allow conversation, loud enough for guests to enjoy a dance. Just perfect. “Finally we get to hangout after all the times you cancelled on me because ’Harry needs you’,” Margo quipped, sipping her margarita like she was in a commercial. Forever the graceful lady. I couldn’t defend myself — she was right. I let Harry isolate me from everybody dear to me and what did I get in return? Lies, betrayal and divorce papers with the most insensitive conditions. It didn’t matter that I funded our wedding and honeymoon because he didn’t have much at the time. It didn’t matter that I spent the

~ SIENNA ~I was sure I was dead so I didn’t bother moving my body at all. My only regret was dying with Harry’s name still branded on my skin. I didn’t have any children to will my properties to and better yet, I didn’t have any properties. The only people who would miss me were Margo, my dog Cakes, and maybe my parents sometimes?It was Gavin's intoxicating scent that made me realize my nose still worked and so I was probably alive. I tried moving my arm and it moved. My eyes opened next, darting around the studio like I would be asked to draw it from memory soon. I expected a gaping opening in the glass and shards everywhere but all I saw on the affected spot was a small hole with cracks spread around it like sun rays. The studio itself was so undisturbed, it felt like what just happened didn’t happen. Gavin and I were still on the floor of the studio, his body suspended over mine so that his full weight wasn’t on me. Smart. Since I didn’t die from the gunshot, I wasn’t about to