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Virgin And Broken Daddy

Chapter 6 Unravelling The Truth

Word Count: 1155    |    Released on: 14/11/2024

yn's

ked with pricey leather-bound volumes. Everything in its own position and well chosen. But right now none of it matters. I have vis

estroyed

half-smile-arrogant, detached-there is something else beneath it. Something raw, like a tremor suggesting

palate. Its low and possessive slinking out causes an unwelcome tingle down my spine.

ut the words before I can stop them. "You don't get to sa

never leave mine. "And wha

turned away from him. Though in fact he left, I was the o

a source I thought had long ago dried up. "You broke up my family. From

maybe regret. Another is guilt. Not quite, that cannot be correct. There is

time I feel the heat of his body, the familiar aroma of his cologn

rls, the raw, unvarnished passion in his

t me? I snivel and fold my arms around my

see the stiffness in his jaw, the clench of his fists at his sides. But I felt I was saving

ughts are racing, my heart hammering in my chest and I want to yell at him. Plotting h

words have the weight of everything I have gone through

g against my arm, and I stop in place as the p

he adds, his voice softening and then harder.

r a moment I forget all else. Ignite the passion instead of the hate. Forget the wrath.

fast. I simply cannot afford to le

en if the pain in my chest won't go away. Damon, you did what

ointment, maybe something deeper-but before he

rom me, Evelyn," the direct

I want to look at him. I want to go arou

t far, "I'm not walking a

s clicking on the glossy floor resonating in the stillness. Thoug

le to go ba

ars, the silence all around me seems deafening. Sitting near the window, th

en? Was I beginning t

Still the man who turned on me. He is still the one who destr

onflicted, vulnerable-won't leave my hea

im? The piece he still finds compelling?

ached for to call my contact, but I hear the tiniest

ablaze, I get up. By thi

the door. Perhaps none at all. Per

ned before I coul

rk and brooding as

ething I can't quite describe, he whisp

uld definitely shove him away. I ought to order him to go. But as he ente

wist in my gut, I'm not sure whe

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