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I s hard ‘This was es went back to the way they were It was only ood in bed and it was fun so …’ I trail away
He stands up and starts walking towards et as far as the door before he catches h to hurt, but just enough to shock
‘Why are you running?’ he asks curiously There is so eerily calm about him
‘Will you please let go of me?’
‘After you’ve answered my question’
‘Let go of me first’
‘Just answer the question, Tasha,’ he sighs
‘Look, it’s finished We’ve both had our fun and now I’ back to Oliver Don’t make this difficult’
‘You’re going back to Jarsdale?’ He says each word slowly
‘He is my fiancé, and you knew that’
He smiles nastily I’ve never seen hi to say while you got more of my DNA inside you than an episode of CSI’
‘Don’t make me dislike you’
His eyes widen ‘Dislike? How about I make you hate me?’
In a flash he has stuck his hand under my skirt and ripped my panties off my body
I slap him hard It just happens My hand rises up, flies in the air, connecting with his cheek And it isn’t one of those girl slaps either It cracks in the air, makes his head jerk, and leaves my handprint on his cheek
His eyes glitter as he smiles slowly ‘Your father shouldn’t have bothered with a paternity test You’re his daughter all right’
My knees start treer So cruel He’s never spoken to me like that I have never seen this side of hientle, kind, and considerate I had the false illusion that there isn’t another side to hinore the side of him that has hurt, killed, and maimed Perhaps I don’t know him at all He and my father are from the same world, after all
‘Noah,’ I cry, my voice hoarse with hurt and horror at the beast I have unleashed My shaking hands reach out for him
Suddenly his , taking He forces his tongue intoit into his own, sucks it hard I whihs, and his hand ers slide in, and he begins to puerssound He lifts his head
‘Started to hate me yet?’ he asks
‘I hate you’ The words tremble in the air between us
‘Who should I believe? Your body is telling me a different story,’ he snarls