Zade (Den of Sin Book 1) by Chelle Rose

Author:Chelle Rose [Rose, Chelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-03-19T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

ZADE

Loving someone you cannot have is difficult. Living with them is miserable. Amira is everything I would want if she were older and not my damn stepdaughter. Doing the right thing has never felt so wrong before. I’m not the kind of man that would normally give a shit. I do things every day that most people would find unacceptable. But not this. I swore I’d always take care of her. Since I met her when she was an infant I’ve done nothing less. She is the single reason I kept her mother in a home with her expenses paid. I didn’t owe my ex-wife a damn thing but Amira, I owed her everything. The first time I held her I knew we’d have a bond that could never be broken. I imagined always being in her life but I never for once thought about fucking her. Ever. Had I, I probably would’ve checked myself into a psychiatric hospital. Or had myself locked away in the state prison for life.

I never should’ve fucked her. I don’t regret buying her at the auction because I never could’ve let another man have her but the line we crossed, we shouldn’t have. I was a selfish bastard. I wanted to fuck her so I let the money be the excuse. Now, I hurt the one person who means the world to me. I’ll make it up to her, she’ll forget her fascination with me, I just don’t know how long that will take. Fuck. I hate that I did this to her. I hate that I can’t stop thinking about being inside her. She said she wanted me to ruin her but it’s her that ruined me. Without even trying I know no other woman will measure up to Amira.

I spent the majority of my night listening to her cry which is officially my least favorite thing to do. Several times I had to stop myself from breaking down her door and holding her. How can you possibly be the one to ease the pain when you’re the one responsible for it?

I bring her breakfast and knock on her door, “Amira, I brought you breakfast.”

She doesn’t open it, instead, she says, “Leave it outside. I’ll get it after you leave.”

I sigh audibly while holding her tray with pancakes, bacon, and strawberries, “I would like to see you before I leave for work.”

Still, the door stays closed, “We don’t always get what we want, Zade. You taught me that.”

“Alright, text me if you need anything.”

She doesn’t respond so I place her tray on the floor and walk away to go to work. I fucking hate this. It’s hell. A hell of my own making. Still, I can’t make myself regret it entirely. Of course, I wish I hadn’t hurt her. Knowing the taste of her on my lips, the feeling of her pussy gripping my cock, the sounds she made for me, it’s all a memory I will replay in my mind thousands of times.

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