Seeing Red

Seeing Red

  • WpView
    Reads 307
  • WpVote
    Votes 23
  • WpPart
    Parts 4
WpMetadataReadOngoing1h 12m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Oct 12, 2017
WpInfo
Fiction
Romance
Anastasia and Samuel have been married for seven years but, when their relationship goes sour Ana needs to make a decision for not only her but for her five year old daughter, Frankie. - "Samuel stop. We are not doing this. Just let me go, let me leave." He pins my arms behind my head and begins to kiss me. It isn't passionate, it's aggressive, out of pure anger and almost hatred. "Sam-stop it." I cry between breaths. My own husband was going to rape me and there was nothing I could do to stop it. He towers over me and weighs almost 100 pounds more than me and most of it is muscle. "Sam stop." I'm crying now, pleading with him. "You can't love me." "But, I do love you, Ana." My heart both softens and aches at these words. I knew it wasn't true but I wanted to believe it for one night so, I stopped fighting him. -
All Rights Reserved
#466
rural
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Irresistible
  • A BEAUTIFUL TRAGEDY
  • His Mia
  • And In The End
  • Weakness Of An Alpha
  • Her Mr. Perfect  (The Fifty Shades Series) COMPLETED
  • Wicked Little Words
  • The Ascent Between
  • GOOD wife
  •  Tu Humnava Mera✔️

I looked up at the man in front of me. He was HOT. But he was also forbidden fruit. He was Alex's brother for God's sake! My boyfriend's brother, none the less. I shouldn't feel at all attracted to him, but the way he was looking at me right now... This wasn't right. He leaned closer though. I was losing all control right then. He pressed his lips to my jaw and my mind went completely blank, like it always does when he was this close. This was wrong. This was wrong. I knew it, but I couldn't bring myself to find the reason. Then it came to me. Alex. Alex would be angry. Now I seemed like a whore. Another kiss, on my neck this time, and another thought slipped away. This is still wrong... Why though? Think Beatrice! Alex came to mind again. Alex came to mind again. I knew there were more reasons than that, but I couldn't think of them at the moment. He moved his lips again, this time peppering kisses across my collarbone and he stopped at the hollow of my throat. I gasped softly. Now my mind was empty. I wasn't even thinking clearly. The only thought that passed my mind was that I wanted more of this. More of him.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines