Raw, A Dark Romance by Taylor Tawny

Author:Taylor, Tawny [Taylor, Tawny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Novel Mind Books
Published: 2014-06-07T16:00:00+00:00

I’d never sent one away before. But this one couldn’t stay. She was fucking with my head too much, making me think things, feel things…want thing. She had to go. Before it was too late. –Kace R.

Seven

“Kendall!” Sid raced to my side and flung her arms around me like a two-year-old greeting her long-lost daddy. “Ohmygod! You have to tell me everything! What was it like? Did you have a good time?” She leaned back. Brows scrunched. “What’s wrong? Are you crying? And where is your luggage?”

Did she really not know anything about her bitch of a boss and the prostitution?

“I have my purse. That’s all I need.” I dragged my hand across my face again, wiping away the tears burning my cheeks.

“But…the clothes. They were yours to keep.”

“I don’t give a damn about them. Let’s get back to the hotel and I’ll tell you everything.”

“Sure. Okay.” Sid’s expression narrowed. Her gaze flicked to the ginormous house behind me. “That’s some house, huh? Gorgeous. I bet it’s magnificent inside.”

I didn’t look back. I didn’t want to see the house again. I didn’t want to remember anything about it, or the man who lived in it. “It is magnificent.” The image of that horrid dungeon flashed in my head, and I knew it would be a long time before I would forget. A very long time. “But there’s a lot more going on in that place than you realize.”

“What do you mean?” Sid asked as she pulled open the driver’s side door of her rental car.

“Later.” Once we were both sitting in the car, I clicked the locks. “I don’t want you driving when you hear what I’m about to tell you.”

Sid slid me a side-eyed glance while clicking her seatbelt. “Come on. You can’t make me—“

“Later, Sid,” I interrupted, catching movement out of the corner of my eye. I looked. One of the bastard’s servants was dragging my luggage out to Sid’s rental car. She unlocked the doors so he could open one. He dumped the bags in the backseat. I said nothing until the doors were shut and locked. “Let’s get somewhere safe and private. Then we’ll talk.”

* * * * *

Sid harassed me the entire drive to the hotel. It was thirty very long, very tedious minutes of absolute torture--her begging and pleading, and me telling her no. But I was feeling pretty proud of myself by the time we pulled up to the Weston. This was the first time, ever, that I’d been able to stick to my guns with her.

Eons ago I’d let her talk me into chopping off all my hair and dying it black. It had taken me ages to grow it back. And that hadn’t been the worst of it. Trying to strip out the black had been a nightmare. I’d ended up looking like a clown—roots yellow and ends fire engine red.

Then there’d been that time when she’d talked me into joining a multi-level marketing organization that was later fined by the government for being a huge scam.

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