Sinner's Redemption: A Second Chance Billionaire Romance (Syndicate of Sinners Book 3) by Bianca Borell

Author:Bianca Borell [Borell, Bianca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Self published
Published: 2023-09-20T16:00:00+00:00

I blink awake, and warmth surrounds me. I feel him beside me, his arms and legs wrapped around me, creating a dreamy cocoon. He stirs next to me. I don’t dare look at him. I don’t dare move. I expect him to leave, just like the other night. Instead, he turns my face to him, eyes bloodshot and guilty. It’s unfair how his pain can break me.

“Are you okay?”

Why didn’t he ask me that after he left me that night, aching for his comfort and so confused? It doesn’t matter. Nothing does.

I untangle myself from him and scramble from the bed.

In the opulent bathroom, I pass by the oval bathtub. I unhook my bra and peel off my thong.

“I asked you a question.”

Can’t I have a moment to myself? I ignore him and step inside the shower, hoping the hot water will wash away the emotional pain and the physical longing.

I thought he’d leave. Instead, he pulls his boxers off, stepping inside the shower with me.

I look at him over my shoulder. “What do you want? Leave me alone.”

Ignoring me, he picks up the shampoo and squirts some into his palm. He puts his hands in my hair, massaging my scalp. I am baffled by his gentleness, by this situation I have no idea what to think about any longer.

“Can I?” he asks, guilt threaded in his voice.

“Now you ask?”

He picks up the shower gel and washes me with pure tenderness. Oh, body, why are you so traitorous? It’s the same hands that bound you, that denied you release until you almost died from too much pleasure. It’s the same man who wants to punish you, who has left you alone, not only on that night but also for seven years.

I must still be in shock, and my body just craves an ounce of comfort. Strange, it doesn’t distinguish between the tormentor in him and simply him.

When he’s done, his eyes take my body in, heat blazing so clear in them that it unbalances me. I thought it would be a quick sweep over, a clinical look, to inspect my body. Our breaths turn heavy.

“Leave.”

A battle wages behind his thick lashes, and he curls his hands at his sides.

I place my fists on his chest, pushing him off me, but he’s immovable. “I hate you. I hate you so damn much.”

He presses me to the wall. “Show me how much you hate me. I want to feel it.” He slams his lips on mine, kissing me with sheer desperate and raw passion.

I tear my lips away. “I would rather let myself be fucked raw by a vibrator than have your lips on me.”

Shoving past him, I dry myself. I catch his reflection in the mirror.

“Shall we test that?”

I straighten my shoulders. “Do your fucking worst.”

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