Painful Choices, Sweet Revenge

y fiancé turned on me and sent me

d, his tone dripping with mockery. "You bring hi

man, my fiancé's eyes turned red with jealousy,

ed, you know-skilled, generous, and knows how to sp

raight into the arms of a wealthy cougar. "Older women

.

ck

toward the transparent lingerie spread across the bed. Those

ling into a smirk. "Jacob may be a few years older, but older

well? I near

per was as unpredictable as a storm, and his methods of "entertaining" women were infamou

cold. "Jacob likes women like you. Please h

trading your own fiancée? Have you really sunk that low? No wonder yo

n's eyes, and his grip tightened painf

darkly. "Do this for me, and you'

s I let out a soft,

but Bryan had no idea what

hame and submission that wasn't entirely unfamiliar. His g

he silk ribbon of my slip. A single tug, and the illusion of modesty would disappear. "

other well. Too well. He ha

me and took me in. From seven to seventeen, we were

dnapped to get back at the Jackson family. He kept me close to raise me as a tool, a weapon to wield against my own parents. My mot

rom him and gave them to my father, a parting knife plu

e looked at me that day-eq

xt time we meet, you'll learn

s scorching as the heat of his hands on my skin.

murmured, voice l

refusing to

close to brush his lips

pain, Tonya. Don't

f the night hidden under my clothes, only to be

self to survive? Who was the man you spent the night with? Sources say your chaotic personal life d

flashing cameras, my gaze sliding past

satisfaction, as if watching my fall was the highlight of her life. She

her-I had

ver my shoulder, baring the ma

d, my voice cutting through the noise. "F

ation sharpening the air.

s the highes