Reign of Freedom (Corium University Trilogy #5) Read Online J.L. Beck, Cassandra Hallman

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Dark, Mafia, Romance, Taboo Tags Authors: , Series: Corium University Trilogy Series by J.L. Beck
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Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 104239 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 347(@300wpm)
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“You’re more than welcome. I’d offer to make a nice dinner, but we might be better off having something delivered.”

Lucas snickers. “She’s trying.”

“Excuse me if I never had many opportunities to learn to cook when the stove only had one working burner, and you could only use the oven at your own risk.”

“That reminds me of the first time this one tried to cook for me.” Nic offers his wife a genuine grin, and she rewards him by swatting at him with her napkin.

“This one? Who were you talking about, a cat or your wife?”

“It was pretty grim.” He laughs.

“I was never exactly given the opportunity to cook for myself,” Celia explains after rolling her eyes at her husband.

“Anyway,” Nic continues, turning toward me, “you could afford to have somebody come in and handle that for you.”

I know he means well, and of course, he is right. I have more than enough money for an entire staff if I want one. But that isn’t the kind of life I want to live. I would always feel like a faker, a poser, somebody trying to fit in where they simply don’t.

“I don’t know. I kind of like the idea of being domestic.”

Celia nods enthusiastically. “That’s the thing about having choices. You can decide for yourself. You have that freedom now. I’m so glad for you.” From the corner of my eye, I notice Lucas giving her a grateful look.

This is nice, almost like being part of a family. That’s sort of what we are, even if Lucas and I aren’t married. I don’t know if that will ever happen, even if I know he’s the only man I want to be with. And now that he’s stopped trying to push me away, I know he only wants to be with me. I have every intention of this lasting forever.

I just wish I knew how to help him. I want so much to ask Nic what he thinks I can do, but I know it would kill Lucas if his brother knew how he’s struggling. And he is, no matter how much he tries to pretend otherwise for my sake.

Like when I wake up sometimes and find him pacing the living room in the middle of the night. Or the way he spends so much time working out, like a man on a mission. When I innocently asked after the first few days in the apartment why he spends so much time practically beating himself to a pulp with his workouts, he shrugged. “I have to do something.” At the time, I thought he meant he was bored, but after thinking about it for a while, I understood he meant he needed a way to vent all those dark things inside him that didn’t involve drinking, fighting, or hurting anybody.

I’m proud of him for trying so hard to improve, but it hurts to see how he beats himself up. A part of me thinks he’s punishing himself, still, over the situation with Aspen. It’s driving him crazy, not being able to check in on her all the time. He’s not a man who likes sitting back and letting other people handle things while he has no input. He needs to be part of things.

I know how much he wanted to make things work. He just didn’t know how. He probably still doesn’t.

So it’s like living two different lives, sharing an apartment with him. On the one hand, I’m happier than I’ve ever been. It feels natural, us being together. There’s nobody around to threaten me, and we don’t have to sneak around. We’re free to be together, as simple as that. And it’s amazing.

On the other hand, there’s still a wall between us. He tries. I know he does, but there’s no getting over it. We can’t be really happy as long as he isn’t. There’s still a part of him missing, though he’s trying so hard to pretend otherwise for my sake.

It makes me wonder if I’ll ever be enough for him. That’s all I want to be. I want to take everything else away—all his pain and guilt. It isn’t easy, but I keep reminding myself it’s not my fault. He has to deal with some things on his own, just like I have things I need to deal with on my own.

Like the nightmares that still sometimes visit, I can go a week or two without one, then, all of a sudden, I’ll spend a whole night afraid to close my eyes because every time I do, I see Nathaniel in front of me.

But at least when I wake up from a nightmare, Lucas is there to hold me and comfort me. I can’t do that for him. He won’t let me. Aside from our usual rough and sometimes kinky sex, I can’t offer him solace.


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