Scared and broken trying to stay away from men. But then three shifters with untamed lust invade her world...Will she be able to resist a dangerous temptation?[18+]
I wake up to a knock on my door. It took me about a minute to realize where I was and become completely aware of my surroundings. I finally managed to get out of bed and walk the door
Evelyn: Who is it?
Room service!
Right I am at a hotel room but I am sure I didn't order anything.. I reluctantly opened the door just to find the same receptionist from yesterday.
Evelyn: maybe you are mistaken, I didn't order anyth—
Mary: It's on us miss Taylor. We were told to serve you breakfast for as long as you'll stay here. And you also don't have to pay for the room.
She talked indifferently but I could sense a hint of jealousy and annoyance in her voice, on the other hand I was too surprised to answer back and I simply watched her as she settled the tray with breakfast in my room.
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Mary: it's from Mr Vinsezi.
Evelyn: I don't know anyone by that name.
Mary: *scoffs* it doesn't matter apparently he knows you. He is the owner of this hotel and not only. Read a magazine or something!
Evelyn: um okay.. I will. Thank you.
Mary: whatever. Oh and you can stay for as long as you want. As I said Mr Vinsezi pays.
I try not to let my jaw fall to the floor from the shock..can that be true? And who the hell is that Vinsezi?! Why is he helping me?
Evelyn: I don't know if I can accept that and as I told you I don't know anyone by that name.
Mary: believe me it's not my decision to.
She says with a last scoff before she leaves slamming the door closed behind her. I stare at the food for a minute and then I simply take a bite from the croissant..damn! How long has it been since I last ate a decent meal?! Two weeks? Yeah..that must be it! It took me only a couple of minutes to finish half the tray of food
When I was finished I took a quick shower and got dressed. I won't lie I was thankful to that guy, whoever he was..but I couldn't stay. He was a man, and I learnt the worst way how men see me. Only a piece of meat, flesh with holes they can shove their dicks in.
For many beauty is considered a blessing, but for me it's a curse. or at least it seems like it... I wondered so many times what would have happened if I didn't have that face, or that body...maybe just maybe he wouldn't have touched me... I would be free from those nightmares who haunt me every single night!
