Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 65

Chapter 65

Oscar’s got a thing for me, I can tell. Maybe young boys were more impressionable, more easily smitten.

Suddenly I felt a pang of guilt. What if Oscar’s feelings for me deepen? What would I do then? I asked myself. I didn’t fancy his pursuit, nor could I reciprocate the way he wanted. I just wanted to use his attention to balance my inner chaos. If he was willing to play this game with me, killing time together, I might consider it. But if he got truly emotionally invested, I’d be totally out of it.

I was deep in thought, my mind a chaotic mess, when Neil came back from his shower. He was in a black bathrobe, exposing some muscular contours, looking quite tempting.

I withdrew my gaze, tucked my phone under my pillow, and pretended to sleep.

After a while, I felt the mattress sink a bit. Neil had lain down beside me. He smelled of a mix of shower gel and shampoo, a scent I found appealing.

“Why don’t you sleep in the guest room?” I asked hirm, my back turned to him, sounding as ift didn’t care.

“I own half of the master bedroom too, Neil responded coldly.

“Why did you use my bathroom then? And my shower gel and shampoo?” I turned around to face him. “I thought you said you didn’t like the scent?”

Once a woman started doubting, her questions became sharper.

was close to mine. His expression as flawless as ever, he turned to look

each other for a while. I felt somewhat powerless and turned around to sleep.

shoulder and forcefully turned me around. I let

the hell are you doing?!” 1

at my face, his gaze stopping at my lips. Just as I realized something was off, he harshly kissed me, silencing my outcry. He kissed me until I was almost out of breath. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my lips, and then Neil let go of me. There was

lips, and sure enough, there was blood.

hand, rendering

him, he shut me up again. We tussled in the bed. I tried resisting him, but

from the bed, glanced at the mess of sheets and pillows, then

sweat–soaked hair, took a deep

I successfully fended

  1. in.

my good

death, will you?”

in

lips. “Come on, let’s continue.” “Fuck off!” I threw a pillow at Neil. He caught it in stride, threw it

Neil

resist hi

I admitted defeat

stay up late, but every time Neil passionately made love to me, I had no chance of getting to

in front of the vanity mirror, I was shocked by my own reflection. I looked pale, with dark circles under my eyes, and my neck was covered in love bites and bruises. It was

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