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225 pages, ebook
First published November 10, 2015




“My dark, surrendered world was filled with his dominance, and a fine edge of pain.”
“W had never asked what I liked. He just grabbed and forced and took, and gave me soul-crushing orgasms.”


“How many stars in your bowl? How many shadows in your soul?”






The first thing she said to me after she came was Please let me look at you...There he is. Price Thomas Eriksen aka P.T. Eriksen; an asshole also a sadist. He think leaving her is for the best. He didn't leave her with nothing. Apparently, Price is a filthy rich bastard and he never far away from Chere. He always around. He's watching from a far but Chere never know. So it's not only Chere who's miserable, he's very lonely. The need to meet and fuck her always crossed his mind though he still stay away from her. After all this time, he came back.
Every time I saw her, I thought, I want to hurt you. I have to hurt you. Please let me hurt you.
And she let me. Every single time.
Wishing me at the moment, so it wasn’t very much.Two and half years Chere was like a human without soul. She didn't feel function properly because her mind full of him. Every wicked things he did to her. Every poetry he gave to her. It was very depressing for me. How could someone still cling into uncertainty? Life has to move, right? Not Chere. It feels like W/Price took her soul with him. Still, after he came back with his true identity I could feel her frustration. He mindfucked her so badly. Literally, he owned her. Everything she had came from him. This is kinda hard to explain because I was drown into their story. So confusing and kinda horny at same time.
Why had I chosen this? Why was I subjecting myself to his whimsical sadism, his torturous scenes? Just to feel his power and have his cock, and earn those magical orgasms if he deemed me worthy?
Yes. Good God above, yes, that was why.

"Naughty girl,” I said in a low voice. “Naughty intern, throwing herself at the boss.” I grabbed her hair and pulled hard. “Do you know what happens to sexy, naughty interns like you?”Taunt Me was told from 2 POV from Chere and Price. I forgot to mentioned their head is kinda funny sometimes :) I really want to give it 5 stars but something didn't work for me in the end. I could feel how hard is Chere's life before and after Price. It's kinda blur about her. Sometimes determined and stupid is a thin line. I didn't expected the ending would be... so cheesy(?).
She gazed at me. “Something bad? Something awful?”
“Absolutely.”


“She needed that, all those things I could never give her. Kindness. Nurturing. Love.”
“The worst thing was what I had started wanting from her by the end, what I still wanted from her with inappropriate intensity: her tears and misery, her trembling surrender, and my selfish perversity unhinging her soul.”

“In my control, with your sex open to me, and your body open to me, all wet and ready for me. Doesn’t this feel good? Doesn’t it feel right?”
“It was hard being an ultra-possessive, ultra-protective sadist and pervert. It made my life complicated as shit.”
“Love always hurts.”
“No…Love always lies.”
“He had fucked me up completely within the space of two months. Years later, the wounds stull lingered, festering emotion and unsettled angst.”
“Chere thought the worst thing between us was the leaving. She was wrong. The worst thing was what I had started wanting from her by the end, what I still wanted from her with inappropriate intensity: her tears and misery, her trembling surrender, and my selfish perversity unhinging her soul.”
“How many stars in your bowl?
How many shadows in your soul?”
“…She’s not like the other ones. That was the danger. She wasn’t like the other ones. She didn’t just want my cock or my money. She was after my fucking soul.”





"How many stars is in your bowl?"
I closed my eyes behind the mask, and thought about all the things I had to be happy for, and all the things that challenged me, and my intimate circle of trusted friends. "Eighty to ninety stars. Maybe."
He laughed at that. "Am I one of them?"
I wiggled my ass. You're my sun, I thought. My main star. No matter how I wish it otherwise, everything in my life revolves around you.


”How many stars in your bowl?
How many shadows in your soul?”

