Torment: Part Two (The Bleeding Hearts, #2)

by Dylan Page

I feel like the man, who was once my faithful guardian and protector, is now transforming into my dark demon.

“I want you to crave me like a drug. I want you to beg me to fuck you. And I will. Because it is the most right and the most honest thing that I can do, to show you how I feel about you. That I love you. I always have, and I always will.”

For years I’d been trying to help him fight his demons, but now? He’s forcing me to dance with them instead.

He was no longer my protector. He was my tormentor.

I was trapped, betrayed, and caged by the one person I had loved and trusted most in the world. It was a learning curve. And I was trying to adjust, as quickly as he wanted, but it was hard at times to pretend to be okay when I was having a moment of repentance.

Honestly? I was terrified to disobey Shay at all. I had no one else. With everything that’s happened to me this year, I needed someone. I needed someone to want me, hold me, and love me. So, I gave in to his touches, his kisses, and finally started reciprocating. If I was going to be trapped like this, I might as well get something out of it. I needed the affection and love he was offering. It was either him or no one.

I am starving for love. Craving it. I need to feel wanted. I need to know that someone out there wants me.