Gianna

I sit on the edge of the bed with my head hanging down. I’ve just showered and changed into jeans and a t-shirt.

After Lorcan punished me through sex for not behaving as he wanted, I felt deflated. I don’t want to like what he does to me, but I can’t help it. My body defies my mind, and I hate myself.

I feel so used and dirty, but not at the same time. I am so confused, and I can’t stop the tears from falling from my eyes.

‘Things aren’t as bad as they seem, Gianna. I know that you’re confused about these sexual encounters with Lorcan. But if you said no and meant it, I don’t doubt that Lorcan would stop.’

I sniff back my emotions.

‘I believe that too, Lyra. I’ve just never been with anyone who is as demanding in the bedroom as Lorcan.