Gianna
I stare at myself in the mirror.
I look like crap!
It gets more challenging to be here with Lorcan every day. We barely talk, yet when he does say something, it’s nothing nice.
He demands that I give my body to him, and I comply because I can’t help it. I only have to look at him for a second too long, and Lorcan swears I want him. It’s not like that, but I can’t say anything because he laughs and calls me a liar. Okay, most of the time, I am lying; I do want him, but I hate myself for that fact.
I hate myself even more for the way I acted during my heat. I couldn’t get enough of Lorcan and what he could do to me. I loved all the things he allowed me to do to him in return, and I’ve never had so many orgasms in my life.
Once it was over, I felt guilty. I feel guilty because Ma
