Dame Cherie

#Slow-burn Romance
#Explicit sexual scene.

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"You should stay away from me. I'll only fuck the hell outta you." he stared at my naked body lustfully

"What if I want that?" I sat up to look at him

"Get off your highs. You only get my dick when I want you to. Goodnight Vanessa." He banged the door

It was then and there I felt very stupid.

What was I thinking?! 

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Vanessa Willow, a well known event planner in her city crossed path with Richard Blackwood, a CEO of a Tech Invention Company. They didn't start on good footing since Richard portrayed himself initially as an egoistical, perverted and annoying client. All Vanessa wanted was to be done with the project that brought them to be together but Richard wanted more. 

A night together leads to a tragic event in the life of Vanessa. Vanessa lost everything including herself but she had only one reason to keep pushing. She knew she wouldn't have trusted the Rich Billionaire. She thought she knew him better but it turned out she didn't. Where does she go from here? Will there be a light at the end of the tunnel? Will she be able to heal? Will she overcome this phase? Is she willing to forgive despite the fact that she has forgotten?

But first of all, What exactly happened between them? 

I guess we'll read to find out

Ripped Apart

"Don't tell me you've been on this bed all week" Rebecca eyed me up and down as she entered into my room. 


"Okay, I won't" I snuggled the duvet. For some reason, I was feeling too cold but the kind of outfit Rebecca has on tells me that it's hot out there. 


"Oh goodness." Rebecca shook her head, packing up all the crunched up tissues. 


"Please leave it. It's disgusting" I protested but it fell on deaf ears as Rebecca wasn't paying attention to me 


"You look like shit" She sighed before leaving the room to go trash the used tissues. 


"Gee, thanks" I managed to yell but ended up wincing due to the sharp pang of pain I felt at the back of my head. 


"How do you feel?" Rebecca held the duvet but it turned to tug of war as I wouldn't let her bring it down. "Stop struggling! I just want to check your temperature" 


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