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SYNOPSIS:
"The monsters you really should be afraid of, don't need
to hide in plain sight. The truly dangerous ones…have no need to hide."
When physical pain allows you to escape your reality; what do you do when the pain is no longer strong enough to quiet the emotional ache?
Diouana “Nikki” returned to her hometown six months ago to tend to her sick mother. She thought she’d left her “baggage” behind her on the opposite coast, only to find that it never left her side. As her self-destructive thoughts begin to consume her, her mother -- realizing Nikki’s torment -- pushes Nikki to complete her last wishes.
Eric Brenton, Nikki’s new neighbor, lives in a dark, chaotic world that is easily hidden behind his model good looks and cocky demeanor. Unapologetic about his dirtier intentions, he sets his sights on Nikki with an offer to help her. But his help comes with very unorthodox conditions and a huge price.
And Eric...comes with an extensive black box warning label.
Warning: Contains graphic language, frequent graphic sex, and dark themes.
When physical pain allows you to escape your reality; what do you do when the pain is no longer strong enough to quiet the emotional ache?
Diouana “Nikki” returned to her hometown six months ago to tend to her sick mother. She thought she’d left her “baggage” behind her on the opposite coast, only to find that it never left her side. As her self-destructive thoughts begin to consume her, her mother -- realizing Nikki’s torment -- pushes Nikki to complete her last wishes.
Eric Brenton, Nikki’s new neighbor, lives in a dark, chaotic world that is easily hidden behind his model good looks and cocky demeanor. Unapologetic about his dirtier intentions, he sets his sights on Nikki with an offer to help her. But his help comes with very unorthodox conditions and a huge price.
And Eric...comes with an extensive black box warning label.
Warning: Contains graphic language, frequent graphic sex, and dark themes.
EXCERPT:
“You
owe me ten thousand dollars.”
“Do
you want that in cash...or check?”
I asked.
“You’re
not serious.”
“I’m
very serious about clearing my debts.”
He examined me for a few minutes of silence. “I’m
having a low-key housewarming party on Saturday.”
“Seems
all you do is party.”
“There’s nothing wrong with
wanting to celebrate on my downtime.”
“Only
if it’s all the time.”
“Which
it’s not. Stop making statements like we’re best buds who’ve known each other forever. More to the point,
watch that mouth around me.”
I cleared my throat, hoping to regain control of the
antagonistic tone he nearly succeeded in eliminating. “Were you going to invite me to this party? —because I don’t do social gatherings.”
“Nikki.
I get it. I know what you’re going through. The way you’re behaving is not
going to do you well. You can’t
close yourself off from everyone.
Janet told me that you have no other family or friends to be found
anywhere. I’m trying to be friendly here. I really don’t want to continuously
pull the asshole card to get you out of your bitch mode.”
“Isn’t
that a conflict of interest?”
“Your
mother isn’t my
patient. I’m…doing her a favor.”
“Whatever
that means. The answer is no.”
“I
just shot out a number. The camera was worth more than that. How are you going
to pay off a priceless debt?”
“You overpaid.”
“Are
you always such a bitch? Or am I the lone recipient of this attitude?”
“Are
you always a cocky ingrate who answers the door for strangers half-dressed?”
“I’m the ungrateful one?” he asked through an
incredulous laughter. “Really,
Nikki? I see the way your eyes are glued to what I worked my ass off to
achieve. See the way you’re drooling at the big
gift between my legs, too. I know it doesn’t bother you. I think you’re only pissed that I’m not completely naked right now.” Slowly licking his
lips, he stepped forward. His feverish form pressed against me as he looked
down at me. He added in a sexually charged drawl, “I know I’m
making your pussy the wettest it’s
ever been. Just wait. I’ll
get you wetter than a banana in a women's prison.”
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