Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

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.

Neil’s face was close to mine. His expression as flawless as ever, he turned to look at me. “Irene, do you even know what you’re talking about?”

while. I felt somewhat powerless and turned around to sleep. “Forget it. I won’t

he grabbed my shoulder and forcefully turned me around. I let out

are you doing?!” 1

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

I also touched my painful lips, and sure enough, there

my hand, rendering me

as I was about to curse him, he shut me up again. We tussled in the bed. I tried resisting him, but his dominant teasing left

end, I was dripping with sweat and Neil’s bathrobe was gone, his back glistening with sweat. He got up from the bed, glanced at the mess of sheets and pillows, then went out to the balcony shirtless and lit

up my sweat–soaked hair, took a deep

successfully

1. in.

my good

death, will you?”

although my skin was covered in

His eyes were filled with determination, but there was a faint smile on his lips. “Come on, let’s continue.” “Fuck off!” I threw a pillow at

never knew you had such a foul mouth,” Neil said, then didn’t give me

resist hi

minutes later, I admitted

but every time Neil passionately made love to me, I had

was the birthday of my mother–in–law, Faith, and I had to drag my tired body out of bed. When I finished showering and sat in front of the vanity mirror, I was shocked by my own reflection. I looked pale, with dark circles under my eyes, and

in his usual elegance. By comparison, I looked even more

the one who had been wild last night. He had quickly returned to