The Bitter End by Rue Volley

Author:Rue Volley [Volley, Rue]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
Amazon: B00D4C3UG2
Goodreads: 17928934
Publisher: Hot Ink Press
Published: 2013-05-30T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Some Things Never Heal

I sat in my bed and watched Ryan at our large bay windows. He stood naked and despite the claw marks to his back and bruising to his shoulder, of which I had caused him, he was perfect. It annoyed me to a certain degree just knowing that he could have anyone he desired. He was built for it. To seduce anyone at any time and I often wondered if I was just the biggest prize he had ever gone after. You have to worry about those things when money comes into play. Not just any money, my Father’s fortune, which was the largest in the world. He turned, and I smiled at his raging hard on. It is ridiculous that he is literally ready to fuck anytime, anywhere. It cannot be natural but having him every day is not something to complain about. There are plenty of women who would die to have him, and I am sure they would love to see me dead and out of the way as his “business” had ceased. I lied. I told Father Ryan was gone and I lied to Ryan and told him Father was okay with him being with me. It took some serious convincing on my end and of course and trips to the house have to be worked around Ryan wanting to play his games, hunting, golfing, boating…

The game seemed to be on, the one that consisted of time and how long I could play this game. I was desperate too to do it. I needed Ryan, maybe more than he needed me and I had practiced my speech a million times as to what I would say when the time came to tell the truth. You have to be ready to do what it takes for what you want. I could not let him go. He crawled into the bed and under the sheets he went as I arched my back and he slid his hand under my ass to elevate it. His tongue lapped at my clit and I pulled the pillow over my eyes as I pushed all thoughts of any bullshit out of my mind. I need him. Not want, but need, and that places me in a dangerous position. In the end I am my Father’s daughter and Ryan was now a trophy I was not willing to hand over to anyone else. How long I could play the game became the obsession and my hiding him a true art. I cannot lie and say that for the next month I did not get excited each time I hid the truth away but as lying goes, once you start you get addicted to it and then it becomes a weird truth about yourself that you continue on with. Eating away at you and making you less human. My phone went off and I pulled it to my ear as Ryan continued to finger me under the blankets.

“What?” I said as I slowly pulled the phone from my ear dropping it onto the bed.

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