Hate-Love

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Cara Ah, crap. As soon as the money leaves my hand, I know I went too far. When I woke up, I felt like heaven. For the first time in a very long time, I felt calm and happy and relaxed, with a pleasant ache between my legs. Yes, Eros was gone, but so what? I figured he'd cut and run and I knew he had an early meeting anyway. I took a shower, gathered my things, and that was when I saw the cash. Just sitting there on the nightstand, waiting for me. No note, no comment. Nothing but money. Like I was some hooker and he was paying me off. Rage filled my chest. Rage unlike anything I'd ever felt before. Shame and disgust came next. I'd never, ever done something like that night before, and I was stupid enough to be happy about sleeping with a total stranger and doing some depraved and, f

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