Page 86 of Filthy Mogul


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BOOM.

For the second time in a short period, I had yet another bomb dropped on my fucking head.

Nothing compared to the way this had instantly killed me inside.

It carved.

It cut.

It sliced me up into tiny little pieces, making me bleed from the inside out.

I never expected she’d have it in her to completely fucking destroy me. Burying me alive to suffocate in the lies and deceit she had spun for over three months.

I was blinded by anger.

By her presence.

By my love for her that I couldn’t shake.

I needed to keep going.

I had to remain strong.

I dug my fingernails as hard as I could into my palm to keep from giving in to my true nature. Her only saving grace was I truly cared for this woman.

This was the only thing that was keeping her alive.

The only thing that was keeping me alive, too.

I should have put a stop to this, to her. Knowing that all it would take was a pull of my trigger finger, but the thought alone had the power to bring me to my knees.

She had the power to bring me to my knees.

I missed her so fucking much, and she was standing right in front of me. I couldn’t concentrate on that. I had to stay focused on my hatred for her, on her web of lies that bonded me to her betrayal.

Even then, it still felt like it wouldn’t be enough, it wouldn’t matter because my love for her would prevail.

Possibly ending us both.

“His daughter?” I scoffed out, disgusted with what that meant. “But he… he…”

“He doesn’t touch me, Luke, but that doesn’t mean he stops other men from fucking whatever hole they want on my body. You can decide which one’s worse.”

I couldn’t believe the words I was hearing.

More lies? Or the truth?

She didn’t stop there, admitting, “He’s been selling me off to the highest bidder since he forced me to become a woman at twelve.”

Her eyes didn’t just water that time, they burst, and two symmetrical tears streamed down her gorgeous face.

I fought the urge to comfort her.

To hold her.

To tell her everything was going to be okay. That I would make it okay. I did none of those things. I just stood there and waited for her to continue. I didn’t even think I was breathing, so it wouldn’t keep her from opening up to me.

She was there, but she wasn’t.

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