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TEMPTING THE LONER SIX
* SIX MONTHS LATER * - ISOBEL - 'You're such a good girl.' The deep voice of the stranger rings in my head again. I try to shake it off. It's been months, yet, I can remember all of it like it happened yesterday. Every damn graphic experience. Every reaction. Every orgasm. Every word. I clear my throat as I parade the busy streets of the city, walking to the venue, a hotel. My friend, Nina, and I are supposed to dine together. She didn't tell me the occasion, but I sure as hell won't miss it! I sip out from the straw in my plastic cup, drinking boba tea. Correction, Nina is not just my friend, she's my only friend. My best friend. And the only one my aggressive step brother didn't chase away from me. I cover the side of my face with my hand and pass by a tattoo shop. It's a Friday night and people are everywhere, either getting wasted or occupied with one thing or the other. I throw my empty cup in a city bin. The hotel is just a few blocks away. I can't wait
Last Updated : 2024-10-31TEMPTING THE LONER SEVEN
- CAMERON - Depressed? No. More like adjusted to accompany the pain. They say time heals agony, I wonder if that will be the case for me. I'm sat at the back seat of my limo, heading to my hotel. It's been eight months since my father's passing. I've succeeded in avoiding every being in my life while pausing my own life with pubs and clubs on a daily. It was high time I did something about it. That's why I started my own business. Managing several hotels along with my father's businesses is no easy task, that I've come to know. At least tonight, I'll have my father's lawyer read his will and then I'd know which shares are mine and manage my time properly. As funny as it sounds, father loved us all and left his will for all of us. If only he showed us how much he did during his time alive... My fist clenches. If he did, maybe I would've done something to keep him alive. And if I couldn't, the pain would hit harder but maybe I wouldn't have the guilt of hating him the e
Last Updated : 2024-11-22TEMPTING THE LONER EIGHT
- ISOBEL - What is taking her so long? I'm starving. "Nina, get out of the bathroom!" I yell from the other side of the door. She locked the bathroom. I can't freaking go in and I don't know what she's doing. "Just a minute!" She yells from behind the door. "You said that thirty minutes ago. Who on earth goes late to their own event?" I ask annoyed, rolling my eyes. "Me apparently." Nina says. I groan. Nina hasn't told me what she's celebrating nor who the mysterious person I'd meet is and I'm going crazy here. I swallow. Especially when all my mind can think of is him. I want him. Crave him. It's been months yet he's painted my mind with his finger prints. Delicious fingerprints. What I'd give to feel his lips on mine again. A gasp leaves my lips. When I woke up the morning after, he was gone. There was no trace of him nor of us ever spending the night there. Not even the scent of whiskey. If my body didn't feel the way it did, I would've thought it was a
Last Updated : 2024-11-23TEMPTING THE LONER NINE
- CAMERON - Such an unforgettable speech. Nina is quite the character. If I wasn't so occupied with disturbing thoughts, I would've eased up more. Maybe even forced a smile. I groan. With my head like this, this evening won't turn out to have much of resting. I am in desperate need to retire. My whole body craves it. I need a drink. Something to clear my head. My eyes examine the hall, searching for the bar or any waiter serving refreshments. My gaze lands somewhere. More like someone. At the other end of the hall, a lady, dressed solely to kill and attract the eyes of viewers is standing by a champagne stand. I can't see her front view, but the striking figure her dinner dress reveals from behind is more than enough reason to approach her. "Wait here." I say to my body guards and walk across the room. The last thing I want are people clinging behind me to scare the lady away. It's been a while since someone could capture this loner's attention since I've been subje
Last Updated : 2024-11-24TEMPTING THE LONER TEN
- ISOBEL - I was glad Nina interrupted when she did because I was loosing my shit. I don't think I had any of it in the first place although I did my best to hold myself together. Nina still holds my arm and pulls me out of the hall. "Cain called." She blurt out. My body halts. I can feel my fear amidst the paralysis. "He wanted to know where you were." Nina continues. My throat feels dry. "What'd you say?" "With me. We went somewhere together and you'll be staying with me for the night." I sigh with relief. Nina is the only one who can stand up to him that he actually listens to and sometimes, I worry that she'll cut his last thread. I hope that day never happens. "I'd love that to be three weeks instead." I say to her. That can't happen and I know that. Three weeks will help me get over the sting on my back and have a sound mind. I want to say that out but didn't. Not today. "I'll switch off my phone. You should too. Cain is silly enough to track us." That'
Last Updated : 2024-11-25TEMPTING THE LONER ELEVEN
- CAMERON - I've been going through these files and nothing adds up. I scoff, looking at the papers in front of me. The Lawyer was right. Everything is wrong here. How does someone vanish into thin air without a single trace? Who is this child of my father and why don't I know about his birth? Why can't I trace him? No matter how much I think about this, it doesn't make any sense. My eyes trace the documents before me and I groan. Doing paperwork is exhausting. And no, I don't know the child's gender and I won't refer to a human as 'it', so for now, I'm assuming this mystery person the pronoun; he. Till I find out myself, that's what I'll stick with. I sigh. The morning has only begun yet I'm this distressed. I might as well continue my days by sitting at a corner in my usual cafe while drinking coffee. All alone. There's still much preparation to be done regarding distributing father's properties amongst ourselves so I can't let this child's disappearance be my proble
Last Updated : 2024-11-26TEMPTING THE LONER TWELVE
- ISOBEL - Have you ever felt stuck? Trapped in your life and the only escape you have from reality are the thoughts in your head? That's where I am right now and the only thing I have going are the slutty thoughts running through my head. There are some benefits to being alone in one's room at night. My mind replays the scene of my night six months ago, only this time, it has someone else's face in my mind. A very familiar face. Cameron's. I gasp, leaning my head to the side as the audio plays in my ears. My vibrator is doing its work down there. "Good girl." The deep masculine voice from the audio plays and I'm suddenly reminded by that one line. 'You're such a good girl.' I bite my lower lip. This activity is aiding me to forget everything else and it's working perfectly. My mind is not thinking about Nina, nor what we talked about last night nor is it worried about Cain. Or is it? The fact that I'm able to remember their names proves that I haven't fully f
Last Updated : 2024-11-27TEMPTING THE LONER THIRTEEN
- CAMERON - He didn't have anything but bad news. I sigh, walking out of the inn. It's one at the outskirts of the city we live in. A good choice of place to meet while going undetected, but the news wasn't favourable. Just when I thought I was over my father's death... The Lawyer had other plans. I swallow, getting to my car. I pull the door leading to the driver's seat open and crash on the seat. My fingers hit the steering vigorously as I barely manage to make myself comfortable. My head is messed up. Every single thing I felt when I got the news that my father died months ago is resurfacing through my mind again and I feel like shit. Why did The Lawyer have to do this to me? Drain me back to zero? My eyes redden and my body falls forward to the steering. A scream morphs out my lips. I feel like I can't breathe. My head is clouded by what I saw and I can barely think properly. Another scream leaves my lips as I bang my hand on my dashboard continuously, trying to infli
Last Updated : 2024-11-28
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TEMPTING THE LONER THIRTY EIGHT
- ISOBEL -I squeal as I step into the bathroom to rinse my face. I’m sleepy but not too sleepy and since I’ll be on a bed for much longer, I know I’ll dose off but for now, I’ll do my best to stay awake as much as I can.He touched me! My heart dances in my chest.I can’t get over the fact that Cameron laid his hands on my skin. I felt his need. I felt the desire as he fondled my skin. My eyes close as the images of us together drops in my mind. I move my hand over my body, imagining his, and a smile forms on my lips. My eyes comes open and I stare at my reflection in the mirror. I turn the sink tap off, maintaining my smile.I guess some good does come from having no place to stay. Speaking of which, I need to start virtual apartment hunting, it’s urgent. I walk out of the bathroom and sit on my bed, pulling the covers open so I can lie down comfortably. Just the thought of Cameron funding my apartment gives me an unsettling feeling but I guess it’ll be alright. It has to be. Back
TEMPTING THE LONER THIRTY SEVEN
- CAMERON - My thumb flips over my lower lip. I’m in the cubicle, under the shower and warm water runs down my body. My decision shocks me sometimes, I had her right where I wanted yet I chose to be decent. I raise my chin up and close my eyes, letting water pour down my face. I have a lot of things on my mind. I’ve got so many questions about our dinner night and other things yet I choose to ignore finding the answers. Is this what we call fear? Is it possible I’m afraid of something that I don’t want to accept as a reality so I choose to bask in the moment rather than doing what the old me would do? I have no answer to this and it’s shocking. Who is the old me? The old me was a ruthless punk who preyed on weaker beings. Sometimes. Deep inside, there was a human who yearned to be seen and be free and now I’ve got that freedom, I guess part of me doesn’t want to ruin it by reading too deep into situations. I guess this is me trying so desperately to be normal. The ends of
TEMPTING THE LONER THIRTY SIX
- ISOBEL - I can feel my heart pounding ridiculously fast in my chest as he leans over me. Did I just ask that? How bold can I actually be? I feel my throat tighten as his thighs brushes over mine. He hasn’t laid his lips on me yet but his body movement is already playing mind games in my head. The sharp fall of the chair backwards makes me squirm. “For easy access.” Cameron mutters. As I open my mouth to speak, he slips a tongue in, closing the distance between us as he kneels in front of me. His hand holds my head to his face as he devours my mouth and claim my body in his arms like it’s his. I want it to be his. My eyes close voluntarily the moment my tongue tasted the spiciness in his tongue. I moan. Every movement, every suck on my tongue and bite of my lips leaves my head in a temporary distortion at how good I feel. Like I’m being revived into a whole new world through the feel of his tongue. I moan in his mouth, shifting back a little. “Cameron,” I breath sharply wi
TEMPTING THE LONER THIRTY FIVE
- CAMERON - I’m sat outside on an open street bench, waiting for her. She said she was coming. It’s been quite a while since I’ve been here in this freezing cold night, yet I’m still waiting. I hold my phone in my hand and exhale slowly. I can see the steam formed due to the hotness of my breath in contrast to the weather. I’m putting on my suit jacket and a long, black coat yet my skin still feels the effect of the cold. Another sigh leaves my lips as my eyes peers lower at my phone screen. I’ve gotten no text since the last time. I raise my head up. Parked in front of me is my car with the front lights on. Apart from that, no one is in sight. I dip my hands in my pocket, leaving my phone on my thighs. The only reason I’m not in the comfort of my car with the heaters on is because I want her to see me when she arrives. But that is taking forever. She sure has a nack for making people wait. It’s cute but not that comfortable. “Cameron!” Someone calls my name. From the faintn
TEMPTING THE LONER THIRTY FOUR
- ISOBEL - Benjamin, my step father, is infuriating and mom just stood there watching him degrade me! Like she didn’t meet me first, love me first, live with me first. Like I’m not her daughter. I called her name. I remember yearning for her to step up to him when he called me names but she didn’t say a word. I would’ve believed it was due to the tiredness caused by the gasoline and oil mix up accident if this was her first time, but it’s not. She always does this. He blamed me for wanting to harm HIS family, like I am not part of it. He blamed the for the fire the moment those men left. I mean, I’m guilty, but in that house, I’m the least person to be suspected of doing something devious. His son is a master at it. Both of them are basically devils in human form. I huff, staring out the window in Nina’s room in the comfort of her bed with my legs folded to my chest and arms crossed around it. I’m crashing here for a while but not for long. I resume the thoughts protr
TEMPTING THE LONER THIRTY THREE
- CAMERON - ‘Please wait in the car’ The text from Isobel glares at me from my phone. I’ve been here for over half an hour since a group of people waltzed out of her house yet she’s still inside. If I choose to calculate how long I’ve been out here in total, I’m sure it’ll be nearly an hour or a few minutes past an hour. I sigh. I wanted this so I’m ready to wait, just right now, I’m torn between going in there or waiting. Her message does tell me to wait in the car, not sure if that entails actually staying in the car. I run my hand through my hair and let out an exhale. The last two days were insane. I couldn’t think. She severed a serious injury while alone with me and I couldn’t help but be worried. I felt uneasy and just then, I forgot everything else. This woman is really amazing. I don’t know anything about her yet she’s on my mind twenty four-seven, occupying my thoughts. She’s definitely an intriguing character and has my restraint hanging on a thread. The next time I
TEMPTING THE LONER THIRTY TWO
- ISOBEL - “Thank you! Please wait in the car.” I breath out loud to Cameron, getting out of the passenger seat while heading to my phone. My heart is beating fast against my chest. My house looks normal. It’s not ash as I expected but since my mom was home when everything happened, it is a good thing, right? It means Nina probably had to stop the fire which I still can’t process how. I look back for a second. Cameron is out there waiting for me. Good. I may need to run away from this place soon. I knock on the door. I have my key although I’m not sure my mind is at the right place to remind me to search for it. I left my purse in the hospital and I never thought I’ll be coming back to this place. My fingers scratch each other as I wait for an answer. I got none. This time, I ring the door bell. I am anxiously eager to meet someone. I want to see mom. I wonder if she’s in a hospital or if anyone’s home. I got no message from either of them. Cain is probably in jail, so th
TEMPTING THE LONER THIRTY ONE
- ISOBEL - Guilt. I’m laying down on a bed with people by my side pushing the bed I’m on forward. My vision is blurred and I can’t make sense of my environment but all I can see is white and so many lights. What happened? I hear the sound of my breathing. It’s loud. Almost like my mouth and nose are enclosed in something I can’t wrap my head around. I want to move but I can’t. My hands feel glued to the moving bed even though I know they’re not. I may be partially out of touch with my environment and my body but one thing I can tell is there’s nothing binding my body to anything. Where’s Nina? Where’s Cameron? My eyes close. They slowly open. I’m not moving anymore yet the lights are still as blinding as ever. I squint, trying to block excessive light from reflecting on my face. Why is there some kind of guilt eating me up like something bad happened to them and it’s my fault? My head turns to the side. Someone’s standing by my side. I try to move my fingers out
TEMPTING THE LONER THIRTY
- ISOBEL -My ears buzz from the noise. Laying on the floor, with my side pressed hard on his chest and his arms around me and palm pressed around my ears, is my traumatised self.My body is quivering and the continuous sound of gun shots gives me a reminiscing trauma of what it felt like seeing Cain murder someone in cold blood. It was night as well and I was just coming back from work when he killed my colleague.That was the main reason I quit my job and the scenes are replaying in my head. I feel my chest heave and my breathing quicken as a panic attack hits me like a wave. “Are you okay?” Cameron’s voice comes as comforting as he clenches his arm around me. I try to raise my upper body and feel a prick on my shoulder. This makes me wince. Glass.Broken glass pieces are dug into my skin. I shake my head ferociously, trying to breathe. “Panic attack.” I manage to murmur.He leans his chest forward and raises me up. The moment his hands rests on my arms, I shriek. He takes them o
