I'm Sorry Women Rodrick Novels & Stories

, I’m almost groaning. "Don't get me wrong,” she says slowly, her gelatine-like eyes burned with sincerity as she gazed at me. “There is a beauty in your rebellious spirit and all. Your defiance of women's place in our New Eden. And I admire that. But let's be real, Amber. It's a beauty that women in our position can't afford. Your defiance ain't going to get you anywhere, sweetheart. It’s just a slow, painful sucide," she said

Ryder dragged both hands roughly through his hair before turning away from everyone. “I’m going to kill them,” he said coldly. “All of them.” Mom gently rubbed my shaking shoulders. “Doris, sweetheart, you need to sit down before you collapse.” Only then did I realize how badly my body was trembling. Everything suddenly felt too much. Gab was missing. Clara was insane. Lucious wanted me dead. And now my unborn pup was involved in all of this too. The thought alone nearly broke me. Ryder immediately turned back the moment he noticed how badly I was shaking.

The official who ruined her stands nearby, grinning as hands clap his back. “A real man,” they praise him. My fingers dig into the armrest of the throne. I can’t breathe. The air feels thick—poisoned with sweat, blood, and satisfaction. Then they bring out the third woman. She screams before they even touch her. She is young. Too young. Eyes wild with terror as she thrashes against the warriors restraining her. “I won’t,” she sobs. “Please—I won’t—” Her mate steps forward, furious at the defiance. She refused his mark. Refused to surrender her body and soul to him. That, apparently, is unforgivable.

"Oh no! I'm not blaming women for men's infidelity. As a woman, I would never do something like that. But what I wanted to do was to provide a different perspective. What if wives can do the same thing mistresses do to their men?" "Like what?" "Good sex." When she realized Peter was listening, her eyes widened. "I'm sorry, I forgot we had a minor on the table." She laughed like lunatic. "I guess this isn't the best place to bring up this subject," Miguel remarked lightly. "Yeah, I agree." Isabella smiled at them as she wiped her lips with a table napkin. "I'm looking forward to our TV interview. Then we can talk some more. I believe you have a lot of intriguing questions for me."

Step by step, she drew him in. Eventually, she succeeded in sleeping with him that night. But even in that moment, Eric was not fully there. Jessica was fully in control of the love making Eric feel less of a man. Although, he had never been with a woman before. All these years, he had kept himself. He had made a promise—to come back for the girl who saved him when he was younger. That promise had stayed with him making him to stay away from other women. But that was not enough reason for her to humiliate him like that.

Just as I started to relax, his voice cut through the silence. “You’re from Mooncrest.” My fork froze mid-air. “…Yes.” “Roland’s rejected mate.” The words landed like a slap. My throat tightened painfully. Of course he knew. The whole damn werewolf world probably knew by now. I managed a single nod, unable to speak. Then a hiccup escaped me. Another followed right after. Oh Goddess, not now. I squeezed my eyes shut, mortified. Without a word, Ryker reached for the pitcher, poured a glass of water, and slid it across the table with surprising gentleness. “Easy.”

“Miss Karen Rashford.” The world stopped. For one brief second. Irina stared. Certain she had heard wrong. But Maria’s expression confirmed everything. Karen. Here. Now. After almost a year. A cold feeling settled inside her stomach. “Is she alone?” Maria looked uncomfortable. “No.” The answer came quietly. “Mr. Tyler Rashford is with her.” Irina froze. And then— “Jacob too.” Silence. Complete silence. The room suddenly felt too small. Too warm. Too difficult to breathe in.

“Don’t raise your voice at me, I wasn't the one who called them so, you did! It was you who said she fucked several men and couldn't point out at the scoundrel who got her pregnant. Now, I can see who the real scoundrel is. I don't want to interfere in your business in any way, you already told me to stay away after all. I only feel sorry for the innocent woman who unfortunately have to suffer such fate because she got fucked by a man like you. I also feel sorry for the innocent babies who will have your blood run through their faces. I hope you are able to resolve your own mistake like you did for others and compensate Isabella for the condition you put her through. In the meantime, I have

She asked and I gulped in horror. “Now, Mr Rover paid for you to be his doll and whatever Mr Rover wants, he always gets because he's the most ruthless mafia lord I've ever seen but also the best person to buy you compared to all the men out there. So you'd better thank your fucking stars for picking his interest” “What the… are you telling me that I should be happy Mr Rover wants me? Why on earth would…” “Speak one more time and I'll fucking kill ya. I dare ya, bitch” The third woman among them yelled at me and I froze again when the lifeless looking woman pressed the gun harder against my skin.