May 24, 2016 by evesummers
*This is a full length, standalone dark romance with an antihero that may trigger uncomfortable feelings for the reader. The court proceedings are centered around a rape case. Although there is no onscreen rape in this book, there are instances of rough sex and violent debasement for the main character.
Being with Chase—even for the short time that I have—has suspended my internal clock. Days feels like years, minutes like days, seconds like hours. I can’t accurately compare it to anything I’ve ever experienced, as I’ve never experienced anything or anyone like him before.
I’ve watched him at a distance for a year, as an observer, fantasizing. Longing. Desiring…but never once confusing my reality with expectation. He was just like a fictional character. I was under no delusion that I’d ever become a part of his reality.
The moment he touched me, I changed. There was no impact on him; I absorbed the shock. I’m also under no delusion that I am anything more to him than what he desires for me to be.
I am his object of derision.
I am his.
And the glimpses he gives me beneath his rigid exterior is enough to sustain me. Like last night. I’m as equally aroused by his brutal touch as I am by his tender caress. I crave his harsh declarations just as I desire to hear his whispered confessions.
If you’re to love someone, love them wholly. You can’t break them down into pieces. Compartmentalizing. Trying to puzzle a person into the perfect, ideal someone. If I belong to Chase, then I belong to the monster as much as I do the man.
I’m just unsure of which one will finally break me.