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I craved attention. My fiancé neglected me with no affection. What the hell did they expect of me?
All I needed was to feel desired. I was the only one to ensure I’d receive mind numbing orgasms. Especially when no one would ever love me.
There was no prince charming in my future. No devoted man for me. Only a selfish pig who viewed me as his trophy and a means to an end.
I added a fake number for a fast-food sushi bar I knew by heart into his cell phone contacts. He took the device back with a suave appearance on his face—this guy thought he was the total package. Little did he know, he wouldn’t reach me anytime soon.
“See you in an hour,” he said with a playful wink.
I’d be gone by then.
Deep breaths left my lips as I watched the handsome stranger depart, tucking in his erection. A small giggle erupted from me as I pulled up my panties from around my left ankle, and my other foot stepped inside. He’d have a firm dick to conceal for a while after I left him hanging.
Unpleased was the way I wanted them. I have felt this way every damn day since my parents forced me into this arranged engagement. Doomed for the rest of my life, or until my husband-to-be croaked. But my joy came to an abrupt end.
A low groan sounded from the same direction I had felt eyes on me. The stare that lingered up my body, watching and waiting—captured in my ecstasy.
The shadows hid him, but I knew he was there. To my unpleasant surprise, a black dress shoe steppedout. He was ready to make his presence known, and his creepy vibe pissed me off.
“Enjoy the show, asshole?” I snapped with displeasure.
I quickly pulled up my thong the rest of the way and fixed my dress. I flung my black hair with blonde highlights over my shoulder, communicating afuck offvibe. I’d show him I was a bitter bitch he didn’t want to mess with and crossed my arms.
“I loved every moment, Liv,” he said from the darkened corner, and he moved half of his silhouette out before he revealed his creepy self.
Two
Their Obsession
Liv
How the hell does he know my name?
This fucker was getting on my last nerve when five minutes ago, I had let him help me climax. The thought of another person watching me made the temptation that much more inviting. And now I was giving him shit for it.
Why?
Because it’s creepy as fuck.
And what does that make me?
A monster within his darkness.
“All right, the show is over. Why don’t you come on out and show yourself?” I challenged. “Or are you too much of a chickenshit after you got your rocks off in your trousers watching me?”
“Who said I was watching?”
He had to be joking. But maybe he had just got there.No, don’t be an idiot. The hallway only went one way; there was no way to cut any corners. This sick fuck was there the entire time.
I glanced around me with my hands up. “There’s nobody else here?”
He laughed, and the sound of it crept into my ears. The sound of his amusement lingered and echoed, trapped to the point I wanted to cover my ears and scream for him to release me.
“I know,” he answered as I watched his lips move and curl up into a half grin.
His right cheek bore an ugly scar that I should find scary. He wore a black tuxedo, and I could make out a bow tie. He was clearly here for the party and had wandered off.
Did he follow me?
