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Genevieve spat out in disgust and walked away from him leaving the loud music behind her. She walked into the restroom, opened her bag and picked up a cigarette. With her reflection on the mirror next to her, she lit the cigarette and began to smoke, her eyes Stern and sharp. She remembered her mum's call last night, breaking the news that her so-called rich boyfriend proposed to her two week ago and their marriage is in three days' time. "What a punk!" She cursed under and breath and puff out another smoke, her eyes closed with her head raised up.

I scrolled through the limited selection of DVDs—mostly action flicks and thrillers that made me know it was his taste, until one caught my eye. Fifty Shades of Grey. I'd heard about it from friends back home, all giggles and whispers about the steamy scenes, but I'd never watched it because of my sheltered life and all that. Tonight, with frustration bubbling under my skin and that lingering heat I felt from Viktor's earlier grab, it felt like the perfect rebellion. I popped it in, cranked the volume high to drown out the silence of the cabin, and settled onto the couch, pulling a blanket over my lap for some semblance of coziness.

Steam curled around us as he opened the glass door and guided me under the warm cascade. The water hit my skin like a sigh. Hot enough to make me relax. It rippled over my shoulders, my breasts, down my stomach, washing away the evidence of the night in slow, lazy rivulets. I tipped my head back, letting it soak my hair, eyes closed, just breathing in the clean scent of expensive body wash and the underlying musk of us.

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

Doing anything, everything. By sunrise, I had sent fourteen proposals, not one reply. Story of my life. I rubbed my eyes and glanced at the clock. Seven-thirty. Wonderful. Another day. Another opportunity for disappointment. The design studio was unusually quiet that morning. Rain tapped softly against the windows. The gray sky matched my mood pertectly. I was halfway through reviewing floor plans when my phone buzzed. It was Chloe. I answered immediately. "If you're calling to tell me I've won the lottery, I love you."

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

I can feel that warmth deep inside me, it feels like sweet jitters in my belly each time I think about him. God, the way he licked me, slow at first, then faster, like he knew exactly what my body needed, even when I was clueless. The way he called me ‘Diana’ with that deep voice that weakens my knees. I suddenly bite my lips, my hands already tracing the skin on my chest. My nipples are hard as stone and my heart is racing a little too faster than normal. How the fuck do I make it stop? How do I stop desiring a man I'm not married to?

It was the 16th of August, the beginning of our second year in college starts tomorrow. When all things were unpacked in our room, Toma and I decided to grab some dinner. "Dude, I could go for some huge bowl of ramen right now." Toma said, rubbing his stomach to show how hungry he already is. "I thought we agreed on spicy chicken?" I asked. "No, no, no, I don't want to implant a bomb on the toilet later."