Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 109976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 550(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 550(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
In all my days no one else has ever made me feel or act the way she does. She was born into this world to make me suffer I’m sure. Why else would I have had this burning love for a woman I couldn’t possess?
Why is she the only being on earth that can make me weak? Who has complete control over my heart and makes my soul ache the way it does? Why throughout my whole existence is she my one and only weakness?
Giselle! I saw her smiling face in my mind and expected my body’s reaction. It never changes, not from the first time I saw her until now. No, that’s not true. My body’s reaction to her has also grown stronger over time.
And now that I know she’s free, I’m quite positive that nothing will stop me from finally taking what’s mine. I won’t let anything stand in my way again. No way am I willing to suffer the hell I’ve been through in the last two years a minute longer.
Gavin
I let my mind drift all the way back to when we first began. To when I met her for the first time a little more than two years ago and fell instantly in love at my first sight of her. There was no buildup to that shit, just like a shot to the heart that came out of nowhere; such is the way that my love for her was born.
I can still remember the momentary jolt to my system that night. It felt the way I imagine touching a live wire would have. The shit was so far fetched that at first I had no idea what the hell was wrong with me, but it didn’t take me long to figure shit out.
There was something in the air around her that drew me in closer, almost like I was being controlled by something not seen with the naked eye. And the way she’d shyly lowered her head when we spoke only heightened my interest since I’d grown accustom to much bolder women in the circles I moved in.
But what really got me was the fact that within ten minutes of meeting her, I didn’t want her out of my sight. That feeling of emptiness when she wasn’t near was new to me. New and confusing as hell since pussy has never held any kind of special lure for me. I was jaded enough back then to believe that they were all the damn same.
But that night I’d found myself damn near panicking whenever she left the room, and my eyes never strayed too far from her when she was close by. I’d had a hell of a time hiding my interest in a room full of people that night, and had spent most of the time there trying to figure out just what the hell she’d zapped me with.
My distrusting ass didn’t take anything for granted and to have my natural resolve threatened that easily had raised all kinds of red flags. But I hadn’t eaten or drank anything there that night, so there was no way she could’ve drugged me with some shit to make me feel the way I did.
I’d taken up a spot against a wall so I could keep her in my line of sight at all times while I tried to come to terms with what was happening inside of me. And each time she looked in my direction I’d had to fight my natural instinct to go to her.
I felt raw, exposed, while around me the party went on as if my world hadn’t been tilted to fuck. There were a million emotions running riot in my gut that night and I stayed totally focused on her the whole time I was there. Even when I wasn’t looking at her I felt her. It was insane.
I had to remind myself countless times of just where I was, and who she was, another man’s wife. And because I’m not one to deny myself something I want, it was agony. It only got worst whenever he went near her.
I could’ve torn him apart with my bare hands and barely restrained myself a time or two. There were too many eyes in the room so I had to refrain from being too obvious, but it wasn’t easy. And because it was my first time feeling anything remotely like I did, I wasn’t quite sure of my moves.
I dared not touch her that night even though I wanted to. My thoughts were already fucked but even then I knew I had to protect her. Because as much as I was watching her, I knew all eyes in the room that night were on me. One wrong move and the tabloids would have a field day. At least I had the presence of mind not to put her in that position.