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I pinch the brink of my nose as I feel the overwhelming need to lift the bars holding the little restraint I have.
The problem with this side is that I don't know how to tuck it back in. Not after touching her and realizing she is as soft as I had imagined the whole time she was engaged to my cousin.
I had my mind fixated on her and I was prepared to fight it to hell, but with this push, she undid my hard work and took me back to the same hunger from the very first day I set my eyes on her.
Damn her. Damn her pleading brown eyes that make me want to ram my cock inside her while I choke her. Damn those supple pouty pastel pink lips that make me want to feed her my cum. Damn the rich coconut scent from her that makes me want to eat her up.
Damn her.
I gulp and walk to the table. I need my remedy to salvage the situation. Something to gear my mind back on track. Something to put out the flame that she fanned this morning.
I swipe my coffee cup at the same time as Evelyn motions to pick it up, and it shatters to the floor.
She moves aside, understanding not to try to stop me or get in my way. I won't be responsible for her if she decides to.
I throw the plate next and it shatters.
I look at my handwork.
Beautiful broken pieces on the wooden floor call to me to frame them or capture them somehow.
But that's not happening today. Today, they'll serve as my antidote.
I walk slowly on the shards to my room, making sure they tear through my skin and sting enough to send the monster running back to its shadows.
Pain is the only way to get my mind back under control. Pain is the only antidote if I'm going to keep her safe from myself.
I want to keep her safe.
But now, I can no longer guarantee it.
And it's on her.
Damn her.
Chapter Seven
ROSE
Idespise him.
I loathe the day I set my eyes on him. I loathe his perfectly sculptured face. I loathe his deceitful smile. I loathe his stifling oak scent.
I have never felt as humiliated in all my life. Yes, I was engaged to a man who didn't want me either, and I knew about his affair, but at least he had the decency to be discreet, giving me some respect, even though I knew I didn't deserve it.
But yesterday was different. I was stripped bare. I was debased.
He didn't need my permission to touch me in places that I was supposed to consent to before he touched me. He didn't care that I was slowly turning red from how much he was choking me. He didn't care about how I felt about what he was doing.
He didn't care about anything. He was taking it without me giving it to him. And I hate him for stripping me of my power to choose.
I hate him even more because of how he gradually started fine tuning my body to want him to continue. The heat started igniting in my stomach, like what he was doing was a flint stone and as he pressed on, it struck a core inside me that started to ignite an uncanny desire.
Absolutely no one should be treated that way and find themselves wanting any piece of it. It's uncanny. Barbaric. No one has the right to treat anyone that way.
Benedetto was one of those people I never cared did more than exchange some passive pleasantries with. I never spared him much thought to decide if I hated him or liked him.
He was always following Romano about and doing everything he wanted like some dog with a fancy leash. He was insignificant. Always playing around, smiling and making jokes to light up the room.
