Driving My Obsession by Lauren Biel EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Lauren Biel
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Ambrose
Club lights strobe above me, their pinkish-purple array casting a warm
glow on what little skin I’ve left exposed. My leather jacket covers
my arms, but the scars on my head and face are still on display. The
place smells like sweat, like the walls have been painted with the stuff.
They probably have been.
A woman with raven hair stumbles onto the stage. Black panties hug her
hips, and a black-and-white sequined bra covers her tits. I can’t help but
think of my mother as her hips begin to sway. As she gyrates along with the
beat. She climbs the pole and hangs on by her thighs as she reaches back
and unclips her bra, exposing one of the worst boob jobs I’ve ever seen.
Puckered skin surrounds two huge bags of saline.
A topless blonde catches my eye, and she dons a soft, sweet look as she
starts toward me. That expression fades when the lights flash and catch on
my disfigurement. Disgust has a unique look to it. It’s so hard to hide.
I take out a stack of money and wave it in front of her as she tries to
sashay past me.
Her throat constricts as she gulps, probably swallowing the bile that
rose into her mouth at the thought of grinding against someone who looks
like me. “I would, but I’m on my way to another private dance,” she says,
looking toward the back rooms.
I lower my cash to my lap and allow her to think she’s fooled me. As
she nears the back room, I look away, knowing she’ll glance back to see if
I’m watching. Then the dirty little whore has the audacity to stroll to the bar
and casually order a drink and sit down to talk to her coworkers. I hate liars.
I’d rather you admit to my face that you don’t want to dance for me because
of how I look. Don’t lie. Lying hurts worse.
She’d make a good target. That’s why I’m in this shithole, after all. To
find the vessel to receive all the anger that pours from me like a neverending fountain. I don’t get hard when I see these women with their goods
on display. If anything, the opposite occurs and my dick tries to invert itself
to get away from their filthy bodies.
The blonde walks by me again, as if I forgot about her lie. I pull her into
me and she whimpers, but no one will hear it over the loud music.
I lean toward her ear. “I got these scars from surviving what should
have killed me, you judgmental bitch.”
I release her and she scurries away, looking back at me with wide eyes
as she runs toward the back room. She probably plans to tattle on me, so it’s
time I make my exit.
I leave the club and get in my Jeep. I have somewhere I need to be, and
I should have been there sooner, but my desire for revenge has been eating
away at me recently. If I could resurrect the person who hurt me, I’d do
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