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  1. Cover
  2. PART I
  3. 1
  4. 2
  5. 3
  6. 4
  7. 5
  8. 6
  9. PART II
  10. 7
  11. 8
  12. 9
  13. 10
  14. 11
  15. 12
  16. PART III
  17. 13
  18. 14
  19. 15
  20. 16
  21. 17
  22. 18
  23. 19
  24. PART IV
  25. 20
  26. 21
  27. 22
  28. 23
  29. 24
  30. 25
  31. PART V
  32. 26
  33. 27
  34. 28
  35. 29
  36. 30
  37. 31
  38. PART VI
  39. 32
  40. 33
  41. 34
  42. 35
  43. ALSO BY THEODORA TAYLOR
  44. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Sigh. I turned on the nightstand lamp and threw back the covers as I always did when I had trouble sleeping. But I refused to grab my back massager. That big boy was for when I deserved to get off. At the end of long days, filled with work and accomplishment.

I hadn’t done anything but wait all day. So I slipped my hand beneath the band of my panties and punished myself with my fingers.

What was wrong with me? Why did I imagine Victor on top of me? Not like he’s been at any of our past anniversaries. But like that night in Tokyo.

“Victor. Oh, God… Victor.” I groaned his name out loud, imagining his hot breath in my ear as he desperately drove into me on the floor of his apartment.

“Victor…Victor…”

I hadn’t come that time, but thinking of it, thinking of a time when he loved me….

“Victor! Victor! Oh God, Victor!” I came. I came so hard, calling out his name.

And only then was I able to turn off the light and fall asleep.

I woke up with a gasp when a set of hands seized my body without any warning, and I found a shadow looming above me.

The shadow smelled like cologne and alcohol. And it flipped me over on my stomach before I could even think to scream. But even if it had occurred to me to scream, I wouldn’t have. I knew who the shadow was immediately.

Victor.

My monster had shown up for our anniversary, after all.

14

VICTOR

This would be the anniversary when he didn’t go to her. Victor was sure of it.

On the seventh May 25th of their marriage, he put everything in place to maintain his willpower. He, Phantom, and Han decided to throw a party on that date to celebrate a record sales quarter for the high-end baijiu company they’d acquired five years ago. And they invited all of their friends and associates.

They closed down Kuang’s club in Chelsea for the night. Out of deference to Han, no pros were invited. But there were beautiful women on standby, willing to assuage Victor’s every whim and distract him from thoughts of the woman he refused to go to in Rhode Island.

The president of the baijiu brand they’d bought gifted Victor, Phantom, and Han with a 50-year-old bottle of their premium product. And Victor proceeded to get very, very drunk.

So drunk, the world began to spin. So drunk he felt on the verge of passing out when he went to take a piss around…he wasn’t sure what time it was. Late.