Introduction
Hij grijnst en zegt: "Je van top tot teen likken."
Voordat ik kan reageren, tilt hij me op en zet me op het aanrecht, nestelt zich tussen mijn benen en begint me te kussen en te likken.
Zijn tong bereikt mijn nek en ik ril. Ik werd nog natter dan ik al was.
Mijn lichaam werd heet, mijn gezond verstand was verdwenen, en ik bewoog mijn onderlichaam dichter naar hem toe.
Ik hintte naar hem dat ik zijn vingers in me wilde. En dat deed hij, hij schoof een vinger in me. Terwijl ik verdwaalde in het genot, schoof hij nog een vinger in me.
"AHHHH...HARDER", verloren in het genot, stond ik op het punt om om meer te smeken.
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Na haar scheiding beloofde Cleo zichzelf dat ze klaar was met mannen. En vanwege haar verleden is ze vastbesloten om ook bij shifters uit de buurt te blijven. Ze wilde geen relatie of vriendschap met een man of een shifter.
Echter, haar beste vriendin Jazz is toevallig gekoppeld aan een shifter. Een shifter die de Beta is van de meest gevreesde roedel in Amerika. Om de een of andere reden voelt Cleo zich aangetrokken tot de broer van de partner van haar beste vriendin. Zoals het lot het wil, gebeurde er een brand. Waardoor Jazz en Cleo bij de Alpha en Beta moesten blijven.
Valenzano wilde al jaren zijn partner. Op een dag ontmoet hij zijn partner die een mens is. Een mens met een slecht verleden met shifters. Om haar niet van zich af te schrikken, houden West en haar beste vriendin Jazz het geheim dat Cleo Valenzano's partner is.
Zal Cleo bereid zijn om Valenzano's partner te zijn?
Lees het pittige verhaal om het antwoord te vinden.
Lezersadvies: dit boek bevat sterke seksuele inhoud, grof taalgebruik en geweld.
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Chapter 1
Cleo POV:
Ik zit te kijken naar Jeepers Creepers, en ik hoor bing, bing, mijn telefoon gaat af. Het is Robert's toegewezen ringtone; hij moet Robert zijn die incheckt. Ik kijk naar de tijd op de tv. Het is 8 uur 's avonds oostelijke tijd, dus het is minstens 2 uur 's nachts in Italië.
Waarom is Robert om 2 uur 's nachts wakker? Ik worstel om op te staan om mijn telefoon te pakken; deze zwangerschap is echt zwaar; mijn voeten doen pijn, mijn rug doet pijn, mijn borsten doen pijn, en ik kan niet wachten tot Robert terugkomt. Ik pak mijn telefoon en zie dat het een mediabericht van Robert is.
Ik open het, en mijn hart stopt. Na drie dagen huilen kwam ik tot een conclusie over wat ik moest doen. Ik dacht dat ik tijd had om te vertrekken voordat hij terugkwam van zijn zakenreis. Ik hoor Robert het huis binnenkomen; hij ziet mijn bagage bij de deur.
"Hé schat, waar ga je heen?" vroeg hij.
"IK GA WEG ROBERT!" schreeuwde ik terwijl ik meer bagage naar de deur bracht.
"Wat... waarom?" vroeg hij verward.
"VANWEGE MIJN DOMME MAN!" schreeuwde ik naar hem.
"Wat heb ik in godsnaam gedaan?" vroeg hij verward.
"ECHT ROBERT!" zei ik, klaar om zijn lul eraf te snijden.
"Liefje, vertel me gewoon wat er aan de hand is," zei hij smekend. Ik trap niet in zijn onzin.
Hij klinkt zo kalm, en het maakt me woedend. Ik weet niet zeker of het de zwangerschapshormonen zijn of het feit dat ik me gekwetst en verraden voel. Misschien is het een mengeling van beide. Geen enkele vrouw, vooral niet iemand die 14 weken zwanger is, zou met deze onzin te maken moeten hebben. Hij pakt me zachtjes vast en draait me om zodat ik hem aankijk.
"Praat alsjeblieft met me," zegt hij terwijl hij over mijn buik wrijft.
"Prima, leg dit uit." Ik haalde mijn mobiele telefoon tevoorschijn en liet hem de tekst zien die ik van zijn telefoon had ontvangen. Ik kan zien dat zijn secretaresse zijn telefoon vasthoudt en de foto maakt.
"De tekst is foto's van hen in bed tijdens zijn zakenreis. Hij kijkt naar het scherm, en ik zie hoe zijn gezicht bleek wordt terwijl hij mompelt, "Wat de fuck?" zegt hij, alsof hij geschokt is.
"HET LIJKT OP JOU EN VALLIE SAMEN IN BED!" schreeuwde ik zo hard dat ik misselijk begon te worden.
"Schat, het is niet wat het lijkt," zei hij terwijl hij naar de foto staarde.
Waarom is hij hier zo kalm over? Zijn zwangere vrouw staat op het punt hem te verlaten omdat zijn slet van een secretaresse besloot dat ze de grens wilde overschrijden en me foto's van hen wilde sturen.
Als ik niet zwanger was, zou ik haar in elkaar slaan, niet omdat ze met hem in bed lag, maar omdat ze het lef had om me foto's ervan te sturen. Ik moet kalmeren, want veel stress is slecht voor de baby.
"Kijk naar de foto's; ik ben volledig gekleed," zegt hij terwijl hij naar het scherm wijst.
"Maar zij niet... en als het niet is wat het lijkt, had je jezelf nooit in de positie moeten brengen waarin zij de foto kon maken en naar mij kon sturen," zei ik nu huilend.
Ik loop de deur uit, hij grijpt me vast, en ik trek me los. Het volgende wat ik weet, is dat ik wakker word in het ziekenhuis. Ik zie Robert en mijn beste vriendin Jazz naar me kijken met verdriet in hun ogen.
"Wat is er gebeurd... Waarom ben ik in het ziekenhuis?" vroeg ik, terwijl ik me duizelig begon te voelen.
"Je had een ongeluk, schat," zegt Robert met verdriet in zijn ogen.
"Welk soort ongeluk... is de baby oké!?" zeg ik, terwijl ik in paniek begin te raken.
"Je bent thuis van de trap gevallen, lieverd... het spijt me zo," zegt Jazz terwijl ze begint te huilen. Ik keek naar Robert, en hij schudde alleen maar zijn hoofd alsof hij zijn tranen probeerde in te houden en zei: "De baby is weg."
"WAT BEDOEL JE MET DE BABY IS WEG!" Ik begon te schreeuwen en mijn buik aan te raken, en ik kon mijn baby niet voelen.
"Je viel op je buik terwijl je het huis probeerde te verlaten," zei Jazz.
En toen kwam alles weer terug bij me—de foto's, de ruzie, en mijn verlangen om hem te verlaten. Na enkele uren huilen en proberen om te gaan met het nieuws van ons verlies, vertelde de dokter ons dat een miskraam na 14 weken zwaar is voor het lichaam.
Ik kan niet opnieuw zwanger worden. Door de manier waarop de miskraam gebeurde, is het onwaarschijnlijk dat ik een baby tot de termijn kan dragen. Met de verklaring van de dokter verloor ik mijn hoop, mijn dromen en mijn man. Robert scheidde later van me. Zijn reden was dat ik hem geen erfgenaam kon geven.
Hij voegde eraan toe dat hij nog steeds van me houdt, maar dat hij een plicht heeft tegenover zijn familie en een erfgenaam moet voortbrengen. Ik had nooit gedacht dat ik op 28-jarige leeftijd alles wat me dierbaar was zou verliezen.
Ik kon niet geloven dat die klootzak een scheiding zou aanvragen terwijl ik in het ziekenhuis lag. Ik was twee weken in het ziekenhuis. Hij kwam niet terug om me te bezoeken of te bellen. Hij was er niet om me op te halen en mee naar huis te nemen, dus moest ik Jazz bellen om me te komen halen. Zij kon ook geen contact met hem krijgen.
We maakten ons allebei zorgen om hem. Dat veranderde toen we bij mijn huis aankwamen. Al zijn spullen waren weg, en er lagen scheidingspapieren op de keukentafel. In twee weken tijd had deze eikel een scheiding aangevraagd en was hij verhuisd.
Na vier uur huilen tekende ik zonder het te lezen en vertrok met Jazz. Ik heb Robert sindsdien niet meer gezien of gehoord, de waarheid is dat ik niet eens probeerde hem te vinden.
Dit alles gebeurde twee jaar geleden. Ik woonde nog steeds bij Jazz en haar gekke zelf. Ik kreeg het huis en andere eigendommen toegewezen in de scheiding, maar ik kon er niet tegen om daar te wonen, dus verkocht ik het. En gaf de andere eigendommen weg aan liefdadigheid.
Twee lange jaren zonder enige mannelijke gezelschap. En vanavond is de avond dat Jazz denkt dat ik dat zou moeten veranderen. Ik hoop alleen dat ik niet gekwetst raak in het proces.
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