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My Love My Hatred (Jennie and Lance) novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27 Deal

Lance’s fingers that were pinching my chin started to become tighter and tighter, I groaned in pain. Lance saw my pained expression and grinned happily. He let go of my chin and asked me: “What do you think you can get from me?”

“I don’t know, this is your decision to make, not mine. I don’t have a choice.” I massaged my chin, I really didn’t have any idea what I would achieve from this, it was a bet i made. I couldn’t understand why a man who hated me for so long would rape me and used drunk as an excuse, he even didn’t let me off and instead latched himself on me. I still remembered the first time he touched me, he ripped my bra and massaged my birthmark. He even kissed that spot. I had a feeling there’s something behind this birthmark and Lance.

So, I put all into this bet, myself.

“Let’s see, a young and healthy man and a beautiful woman like you, what will both of us get? Hm?” He leaned against the desk and folded his hands.

Hearing his words, I knew I won this bet.

I slowly moved my hands towards my top. Then I proceeded to take off my clothes one by one while Lance stare at my body with squinting eyes. If you say this wasn’t embarrassing, no one would believe you. If you say this wasn’t upsetting, no one would believe you either. Imagine the hurt and pain I experienced right at this moment.

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Right at that moment, I don’t know anymore if I was doing it for mom or for the hatred in my heart. It felt like both of this reasons had their own invisible hands, pushing me towards this black hole.

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Talso didn’t know what kind of ending I would get, I could only go one step at a time and see how it goes. I didn’t know if I would regret this, but I didn’t think too much about it

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Tused to imagine my life with Leo Mason, now look at me.

Ironic.

Ever since Leo dumped me, I promised myself to never think too much ever again, 1 should always just go with the flow.

When I reached the last piece of my clothing, my bra, I hesitated and stopped. I looked at Lance, who was still admiring my body.

I thought about it and sighed: “Lance, I still haven’t recovered completely, you can do whatever you want with me once I recovered.”

 

Lance raised an eyebrow and approached me. His fingertips grazed over my lips and he flashed me an evil grin. “You still have a mouth, don’t you?” 

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