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?”

at each other for a while. I felt somewhat powerless and

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

Neil, what the hell are you doing?!” 1 shrieked, tears welling

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

painful lips, and sure

caught my hand, rendering me

in to kiss my injured lips again. Just 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 me breathless. He tried to be gentle but grew angry and forceful every time I

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

took a deep breath, and muttered

I was determined. I successfully fended off Neil’s

1. in.

my good

death, will you?”

my skin was covered in marks, at

smoke, Neil closed the door. 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 Neil. He caught it in stride, threw it on the

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

resist hi

minutes later, I admitted

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

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

dressed in his usual elegance. By

breakfast,” Neil said, as if he wasn’t the one who