Merit
HIS TO TORMENT
SELENA:
Var Robert. Mean. A cocky, gorgeous bully. A broad-daylight playboy and my obnoxious foster brother.
I hate him. Ever felt the urge to scream at someone until your throat burns? The urge to wipe that smug smirk off his gorgeous, sinful, and endlessly annoying face?
Unfortunately, my foster brother has the face of a god. The heartthrob of NYU.
He's downright sinful. Muscles for days, tattoo ink swirling up and down both arms and across his chest. Dark hair, piercing eyes, and that infuriatingly cocky grin that does things to a girl.
But me? I'm different. Meek. Quiet. Always hiding behind my glasses, my wavy curls, and the pimples I can't get rid of.
That's me. Invisible.
Heard of His to Bully? That was my label. But now?
He doesn't just want to break me. He wants to own me.
They call me his to torment — and his alone.
But here's the thing about being invisible: people forget you're watching.
And I've been watching Var for six months.
Every cruel joke. Every public humiliation. Every time he made me feel like nothing.
I've been planning my revenge. But I never planned on him noticing me. And I never planned on him kissing me like I was his last breath.
Now I'm caught between wanting to destroy him and craving his touch.
And the worst part?
He knows it.
WARNING:
This story contains mature themes, dark content, and morally gray characters. Read at your own risk.
DEDICATION:
To the depraved freaks with naughty minds — you know who you are.
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