Twisted Soul (Cruel Obsessions Series Book 1) by D.W. Marshall

Author:D.W. Marshall [Marshall, D.W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wicked Moon Penning
Published: 2021-01-25T16:00:00+00:00

27

Elody

I can’t believe I’m here in August’s loft. I couldn’t sleep, so I made my way downstairs to think for a bit. He’s every bit as intense and intimidating as I remember. I love him so much, but there is so much at stake. His father never put a time stamp on his threat to me, but I imagine it was open-ended. His message was loud and clear: I will always be the help, and I’m not good enough for his son.

I almost told August why I left and why I never tried to find him. The look in his eyes was hate mixed with heartbreak. His burning gaze revealed he was doing everything in his power to keep his cool. Knowing I had the answer that would make it all go away was almost too much for me to bear.

Even with his anger, the sex was…perfect. I let him take it all out on me and received everything that he had to give. He couldn’t erase the love, and even under the circumstances, being with him was everything.

My phone rings, and I rush over to my purse to answer before it wakes him. I return to the window seat that looks out onto the street. The cars parked along the road are covered with fresh white powder. I shiver at the thought of leaving his place and hitting the cold air. Florida will be a welcome change for me.

“Hello,” I answer quietly.

“Girl, where are you?” Portia asks. “I woke up and went to your room, and you weren’t there. You didn’t come back to the house?”

Portia refused the money I’d offered to stay in her guest bedroom for two weeks until my next job.

“I’m still at August’s place.”

“What?”

“Yep.”

“And?” she asks.

I giggle. “Um, it’s a long story.”

I hear the bedroom door open.

“Portia, I gotta go. I’ll be back at your place later.” I’m careful not to say ‘home.’

I look up toward the top of the stairs and wait. He appears wearing boxer briefs and no shirt and stops short when he sees me. His body is muscled perfection. He stares at me with a shocked expression.

“I thought you’d left.”

I shake my head.

“Are you hungry?” he asks as he walks down the stairs.

I bite the side of my finger and watch his every step until he’s standing in front of me.

He pulls my finger out of my mouth. “Don’t do that,” he says and smacks his lips to mine. His hands rest on my thighs.

“Why?”

“It’s too fucking sexy. It’s one of the million sexy things I remember about you.” He smacks my thigh and pulls me by the hand. “I would very much like to feed you.”

“Feed me what, your dick?” I joke. I have no idea why I said that. My brain is misfiring, and I’m dreading being kicked out now that he’s done with me.

He stops dead in his tracks and stares at me in shock, but the smile that crosses his face tells me the idea has potential. “Uh, I was talking about food, but if you’re still hungry after you eat, let me know.

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