All Chapters of A Writer's Contract: Twisted Inspiration: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Iori opened her eyes when she felt an arm circle her waist and pull her back as if she weighed nothing. She quietly groaned feeling a delicious ache around her muscles running through her like  gentle reminder of the few happy hours she spent.“You monster,” She complained opening her eyes to peek at Jun who was smiling down at her.“You weren’t complaining this much earlier…” He commented and she sent him a half-hearted glare.“What time is it?” She asked him shifting toward him and snuggling into his arms.“Just before eleven, wanna have breakfast?”“I don’t think that I can take a step out of here,” She mumbled,“ah, we kind of overdid it today…” Jun commented wryly and it was Iori’s turn to chuckle,“You’re saying that now” She threw back and he smiled down at her. A soft gentle smile, not teasing nor play

“That’s not where the shopping mall is…” Iori announced as Jun drove them into the city,“I thought you might like a shop that I know…” Jun responded, “It’s owned by a friend of mine and I always get my formal clothes there,”“Hmm, A friend…” Iori responded“Not that kind of friend…” Jun said with a chuckle“With you, you never know…” Iori muttered and he turned silent,She turned to look at him to find him stealing worried glances her way,“I’m kidding, you know…” She told him and he made an awkward sound and exhaled.“I know that I don’t have the best reputation when it comes to this…” He commented“You’re worried because we didn’t openly talk about it when we started dating?” Iori asked“We didn’t talk about much&hel

Iori stood in front of the mirror staring at her reflection and liking what she saw. The dress was marvelous and everything about it was made to show just enough and entice whoever was watching into wanting more.Since she had decided not to face her father with the gathering’s invitation, Iori could barely sleep. She knew that she wasn’t making the right choice, she knew that she was taking the easy way out, but, still, she just couldn’t contact her father about it…Jun had respected her decision and taken it without even trying to change her mind. He knew her enough by now not to push her when she couldn’t take it. And she was grateful for that…Besides, Jun seemed to be preoccupied with other matters. His phone vibrated all day long and there seemed to be a lot of calls that he wasn’t taking. His concentration on their work wasn’t effective and he barely reached the required word count this week. Jun had somet

Jun took Iori’s hand and pulled her to him on the dancing floor, he felt her stiffness and wondered what made her like that. It was true that the night was trying and he was too tired from sweet talk and forced smiles. He’s had enough to last him for a lifetime. She must be the same, but something told him that there was something else.Looking up, Jun realized that he had been right, and the reason was staring back at him with expectant eyes. Jun felt anger swirl within him and he would have loved nothing more than to go to Emi and give her a piece of his mind, but he wouldn’t make that mistake. Because it would be exactly what she wants.She was provoking him so that he would talk to her, and then she could build upon that and weave her webs around them like the black widow she was.Jun leaned down pulling Iori to him and he couldn’t help the satisfaction when she fit against him like a perfect match. He pressed a kiss at the back of he

“He’s dead…” Jun said with a voice he didn’t recognize as his own,A strangled scream came out of Tohru and he kneeled beside his brother shaking him and trying to wake him up as if that would do any good.“Aya! This is a lie! Aya open your eyes. Stop joking around, Aya!” Tohru kept yelling at his brother to open his eyes but it was too late. Aya was already dead.Jun gritted his tooth and looked up at the man who killed his best friend. The man who defended his family and friends until his last breath. The tattooed American was looking at him with a smirk on his face.He was smiling. The man was smiling after he just shot Aya. Rage blew through Jun like a vortex. His limps were so tense that he thought that his tendons were going to snap.“You’re a bunch of stupid wussies, I knew that you wouldn’t be able to pull it off in the end,” He told Tohru as he lifted his gun up.Toh