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338 pages, Hardcover
First published March 11, 2014




“She was incredibly attracted to him, inexplicably drawn to the seductive darkness that lay prevalent in him.”
“Their marriage had started off corrupted and had only grown worse in the ensuing years.”
“He looked like he could pleasure a girl and devastate her in the same breath without even trying.”
“And however much I want that for you, I can honestly say that everything will stop for me.”

Their marriage had started off corrupted and had only grown worse in the ensuing years, the decaying layers of lies, distrust, humiliation, animosity and resentment had poisoned the very foundation of their union, making it impossible for anything else to flourish there. The only undeniable truth between them was the uncontrollable lust that drew them together with such cataclysmic force that it nearly always maimed her not to be touched by him.

She became Dominic's obsession, and he'd known instantly that he would own her. She'd been a rarity, an artifact, another possession he needed to add to his innumerable collection.

Be very careful, pet, not to underestimate the extent of my generosity." He bent down so that he was inches away from her face, his cold green eyes piercing her. "Now, go clean my come off your face and wait for me like a good little wife, hmm?"
She reclined backwards, her torn dress hanging haphazardly at her sides as she slowly propped herself on her elbows in offering Dominic a banquet of sumptuous breasts with nipples puckered to delightful peaks, the macchiato river of her flat belly led to the bare ocean of her salted caramel pussy.

When that exploring hand gently pried her thighs apart, he discovered her garden, the fountain at her center overflowing with her essence, drenching his fingers.








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"How was it possible to share an emotionless, loveless marriage with someone, yet be so drawn to them?"
"He looked like he could pleasure a girl and devastate her all in the same breath without even trying."

"I hate you," she said venomously and he smirked.
"Well, then its a good thing I didn't marry you for love." He shoved her away from him. "Get the hell out of my sight, Eden."

"You are mine, Eden. Till death do us part."
"Their marriage had started off corrupted and had only grown worse in the ensuing years, the decaying layers of lies, distrust, humiliation, animosity and resentment had poisoned the very foundation of their union, making it impossible for anything else to flourish there."










- ...Dominic awkwardly scoop up his son and hold him up to his eye level. His child. His son. He was a father. And in his hands was his child.
"Hello," he murmured thickly, "I'm sure your mother has not spoken much to you about me, and for good reason I would say," Dominic brought him closer, his heart shifting uncomfortably fast in his chest. "But I am your father, and I am terrified of you."
- ...It was there that she found him, seated in a wicker recliner, one leg slightly tossed over the other so that it formed a square and it was in the cradle of his that square that he had Liam nestled on his lap.
- ...Reclining in the rocking chair by the solitary window, Liam lay on his father’s chest in slumber, one of his receiving blankets covering the lower half of his body as he dreamed of sweet things, knowing instinctively that he had his father there to protect him. It was such a beautiful sight that Eden was lured closer, until she stood at their side.

Eden assessed him, tilting her head just so to see if she could peer beyond the austerity he wore so well. "Why is it so important for you to have me see you as nothing more than an asshole?"
"Because that is all there is," he drawled with that self-deprecating air that was not at all like him. "I do not know how to be anything else."
...playing with the truck helped fight the twisting and gurgling of his stomach, the hunger pains that were an everyday part of his life. Drinking a lot of water always helped, but not this time and while he searched through cabinets and fridge for something to eat, his eyes settle on nearly empty bag of bread. There were only two slices and each one had dusty green and white mold growing on it, but once Dominic cut away the moldy areas, he ate the slices of bread like it were the best things in the world.

..."In the five years that we've been married, I have not been a good husband to you. Hurting you as I have, disappointing you to this degree, has been my greatest failing as a man, and for that I am deeply regretful. You deserve better than me, undoubtedly. There are far better men out there who are free to love you in the way that you need. And I know when you walk out that door you will live and thrive and laugh and smile because that is the sort of person you are."