His Irrepressible Rejection
Book 2 of [She Denied]
NO means NO. Is this only applicable to women? When a man says NO, it's also a NO. Seducing a married man can never be cool, cheating on a wife can never be justified.
After years of marriage when Christian faces another appealing woman who can go to any extent to get him, will Christian let her ruin his married life? Will he give in to another woman?
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Thanks to those who unlocked this note. I'll always be grateful to you for all the love. Thanks for paying for my book.I'm a writer who believes in character and story development. I never tried to drag a story. It automatically happened. I wrote every word from my heart. I bled the words on the notepad. However, you guys never complained who paid for my book. I'm glad that I didn't offend you. If I did, I'm really sorry.This book is really close to my heart through which I wanted to show people that dominance is not good always. No girl wants to live in a cage. In this fiction world, women are abused verbally and physically too. They have no opinion of them. A billionaire claims her! And she becomes a kitten, falls in love with the abuser. But no! No girl in the real world wants a man like that.Every girl deserves a man who can keep her as his lady, respects her with all his heart and let her live the way she wants.Among all cliches, you guys chose m
Disclaimer:This book deals with mature content, eg: drug addiction, rape scenes. While the author has taken great lengths to ensure the subject matter is dealt with compassionately and respectfully it may be troubling for some readers. Discretion is advised.Ivanna It’s the 10th day of my marriage. And the 10th time he showed his so-called rights on me. He says he loves me, he can do anything for me. In return, he wants me every day, or I can say every night. Is it love? Is this how a man defines his love? He never asked me what I wan
IvannaThere's one more year left to complete the final semester. I'm trying my best to work on my studies and job both at the same time. Still, I'm lagging in studies because of my shift. I work in a call centre in the night shift, most of the time I'm found yawning in the class and sometimes sleeping on the last bench. I had good grades until my father died. He was the only support system for us. I never had to think about money and expenses. My mum never had to worry about monthly expenditures. Life became a complete mess after dad was expired.I'm counting the number of days that are left to finish my studies. I'll have to focus on my job completely to support my family. I tear down the page of my journal where I was making a plan of upcoming days. I knew making a timetable is useless when I have to spend half of the day in college and half
IvannaWe chatted for an hour. He talked about his graduation, failed attempts at getting a job, new pieces of tunes for this week. I too shared everything I went through the whole week.He drops me at my place by the afternoon. I get down from his car which he bought a few months back, it is a secondhand one still works well. I had convinced him to buy one so that he doesn't miss his piano classes since it's a long way from his college to piano classes. "Wait for me tomorrow", he says, hugging me gently. "I'll be waiting", I smile and we share a short kiss. I hope we will get time a have a deep one tomorrow. I'm craving for it.I walk into my home as he leaves for his place.
Ivanna "Where are you going?", the stranger inquires. "No.. Nowhere", I stammer, being confused about what I should answer. He keeps looking at me with his strange gaze which is making me uncomfortable with every passing second. "Babe", I hear Christian's voice as he joins me, holding my waist. I feel relieved to get him by my side. I don't have a habit of meeting people, especially strangers haunt me. "Good Evening, Mr Adavan", he greets the stranger. "Good evening, Christian", Adavan smirks as he finally drives his eyes away from me. I sigh, he better not to do that again. I'm not gonna stay here if he keeps doing it. "Here's my girlfriend Ivanna", he squeezes my shoulder.
Ivanna"Excuse me?", I bark while Christian is still confused with his behaviour. "You have just styled your hairs. They shouldn't get ruined", Adavan finishes his drink. Now he is getting on my nerves. I have just met him 30 minutes ago and he is behaving the way as if he owns me. I don't mind Christian touching my hairs or anywhere in my body. But I do have a problem with Adavan making me feel uncomfortable. "You don't need to worry about my hairs. And it doesn't look good to speak between a couple. I hope you know that", I harshly tell him, shooting him a glare. But he smiles mysteriously. Is he a psychopath or what? "Baby, that's ok. Don't be hyper", Christian pats my back. Adavan leaves the place taking another glass fro
Ivanna"Sorry. I didn't get you", Christian says in a confused tone. "Chris!", I grab his shoulder. "Should we leave now?" "Yeah. But we…" "Please, don't take more time. I'm feeling sleepy", I tell him, trying to ignore Adavan as much as I can. "Ok. I need to take your leave", Christian tells Adavan. "Sure. See you soon", Adavan shakes his hand with Christian then turn to me. "Sleep well, Ivanna"I look at him for the last time and walk away with Christian. I walk faster to leave that place as soon as possible. I don't wanna see his creepy face ever in my life again. We walk to the car and Christian opens the door for me. I hurriedly get inside and fasten the seatbelt.&nbs
IvannaA new morning, a new day, a new hope but the same old schedule of mine. I'm tired of all shit. I'm hating weekdays now. There was a time when I used to hate weekends because it kept me away from my school, friends and obviously Christian. I send a 'Good Morning' message to him before leaving the bed. And yeah, now I love weekends since it gives me some rest. My last weekend ended with a horrible experience in the firm. Thankfully, Christian was there for me. Otherwise, I would've died there. While thinking about it Adavan's face flashes into my mind. Ugh! His creepy face. I don't wanna imagine. I better focus on my classes now.I put my casual outfit and get ready for college. Meanwhile, mum calls me to have breakfast. I rush to the dining room with my backpack.