"Fuck.."I moan as my feverish skin makes me dizzy with lust. 
[Yes.] "Evet, Mila. You make me want to ravage you when I should be disgusted by the thought of even touching you." He mutters. 
"But I'm not. Instead, everything about you makes me mad with desire and I can not control it. God's, I tried to but I don't want to anymore." He removes his hand from the wall, wrapping his fingers around my jaw and he forces me to stare up at him. 
"You've already had a taste of me and one taste is all you get." I swallow loudly, throwing his words back at him.

Hidden Secrets: A Screwed Up Love Story

　　"And if that mocking bird don't sing, Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring... And if that diamond ring is brass, Mama's gonna buy you a looking glass... And if that looking glass gets broke Mama's gonna buy you a billy goat..." I quietly hum to Sandro as he falls asleep wrapped up in my arms for the third time today.


　　Four months ago, I delivered my sleeping prince. I welcomed him three weeks early as a result of me falling down five flights of stairs. I was rushing back to my room before Ace got out of the shower and realised I had snuck out.


　　The labour pains were intense. It was gut-wrenchingly out of this world but I refused to allow the midwife to give me any pain relief. I wanted to remember the birthing experience in raw detail, to remind myself to appreciate my body more than ever after all the abuse it has endured. I was slowly starting to find my centre once again and when my son was born, he became the centre of my world. 


Chapter SEVENTEEN