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?”

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

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

doing?!” 1

until I

and sure enough, there was blood. I immediately

caught my hand,

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

bathrobe was gone, his back glistening with sweat. He got up from the bed, glanced at the mess of sheets and pillows,

a deep breath, and

was determined. I successfully fended off Neil’s

1. in.

my good

death, will you?”

skin was covered in marks, at least

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 floor, then quickly came to the side

foul mouth,” Neil said, then didn’t give me

resist hi

I admitted

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

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 my neck was covered in love bites and bruises. It was as if

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

and come downstairs. We’ll leave after breakfast,” Neil said, as if he wasn’t the one who had been wild last night. He had quickly returned to his