All Chapters of Revenge Of The Scarred Billionairess : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

DarcyI couldn't believe I had let that happen. It wasn't like me to lose control like that , but it just happened. It felt like we were in the middle of a movie set – and we had just finished playing out one scene, and all of a sudden it was raining hard.I couldn't have been so stupid! I had begged him to touch me, I had screamed out his name over and over again last night while he slammed into me like an animal possessed. And now that I had finally gotten what I wanted… he had to say that.Shame washed over me , and tears stung my eyes as I walked down the street, trying to keep from crying in public. I could not believe this – not after everything we had done last night. But when I thought about how it had ended, my insides turned to ice.I didn't know what I was thinking, maybe that I had seen some level of vulnerability from him? But he was Rhys Madigan, the famous playboy, the one who had kissed another woman even though our marriage was fake. Why was I surprised that he woul

Darcy “Let me go!” I spat out and there wasn’t any anger behind it anymore, just the desperate fear of being trapped here forever, locked in with no grip on myself. I wanted it but I could also lose myself at once and I didn't want that.“How long are you going to keep running away from me?” Rhys’s breath fanned my face and his words were low, husky like when he was aroused. That was what this was about then. The chase. “Are you afraid to be around me? Or are you afraid of how much I will make you scream in pleasure” He watched my pupils dilate, and my lips form a small line as I swallowed. His hands gripped me tighter but there was still distance between them, an inch at most. I needed him to touch me more and yet he couldn’t. I knew why. “Get off me” I pushed his hands away and he pulled back immediately. I took advantage of the slight break in contact to slip away from his grasp, leaving a wide gap between us before walking out of the door. He didn't stop me this time.Today, C

RhysIf there was anything I knew, Tessa was so stubborn. I don't know how she had managed to sneak out of the house but she did and I couldn't blame her. She'd been indoors for too long.I had driven down everywhere I thought she could possibly be , and found nothing. There was no sign of her anywhere, not outside or at the park we had once gone to, not anywhere.When I decided to drive back home, I caught sight of her along the side walk and pulled over. Her hair was a mess, face tear-stained and red from definitely from crying and I couldn't tell what was going on.“Do you want a ride?” she was still strolling and it looked like it was going to rain, she didn't notice me or maybe she did but she increased her pace.“It is becoming a routine, I don't want a ride,” She told me straight to my face. That was a lot of redness, I thought as I looked into her eyes.I still drove a little, matching her pace. I didn't usually do this, in fact, I had never done this. The girls were always co

RhysDo you have moments where everything still and replays in slow motion? The kind of moments that are not so bad because it is still. You know, when time has slowed down to a crawl and your eyes take in every little detail with great focus? It’s like the world is suspended on a string as you observe each individual action. It would be hard to describe what you feel then, but it would be the most perfect feeling ever. A feeling of peace or calm. Of happiness or contentment. You can’t put words to it. There is no such word. There is only experience.When she had said “I don't think you are any of those things I said back there, I don't know why I said them. Maybe you are a little more confident than you should be but with a passion and dedication like yours, anyone can easily be that. You try to make those around you comfortable, you care about people even when you are not supposed to…You are hardworking and funny, sometimes a little too blunt but my mum used to say what was beauty w

Unknown POVAnger coursed through my body. The adrenaline pumping through my veins left a bitter taste in the back of my mouth, and it felt as if my chest were caving in. I tried to take deep breaths through my nose but they wouldn’t help. My mind raced with ideas for a distraction as the anger grew in intensity. I didn’t think anything could make this worse, however, the feeling persisted and grew stronger. “This is ridiculous!” The words flew out of my mouth as soon as they formed. A wave of anger was building up inside me. I wanted to scream. I had never wanted anything more than to unleash the fury inside me. But now. Now I couldn’t. I had to be calm, and quiet. I had to stay in control. “You can't let him win, you have to win…” I said under my breath, thinking. That would keep my emotions under check. I needed to keep my focus. “You are not the loser here” The image of his face appeared before me. He was still grinning at her while I stood there stunned from shock. Anger surg