Author J.O Medusa

"Don't you want revenge?" "After everything he did... The affair. The lies. Firing you. Having you evicted. Turning your own mother against you. After all of that, don't you want him to pay?" "Yes... I hate myself for it. I hate that he made me this person, but yes. I want him to hurt. I want him to feel what I felt." "Then use me" I caught my fiancè f*****g my best friend thirty minutes before our wedding. An hour later, I was riding his father in the back of his car, still in my wedding dress. Hudson Armstrong had me trained and broken down into the perfect and compliant woman. He thought I would swallow the humiliation, paste on a smile and walk down the aisle like nothing happened. He thought wrong. His father Julius? Dark-haired, cold-blooded and powerful enough to make grown men tremble. He was the kind of man who didn't ask for permission. He just took what he wanted. When he found me shattered by his *ssh*l* of a son, he offered me an escape. A filthy, savage and absolutely depraved way out. I should have said no. Instead, I let him peel off my white lace, shove me against the leather seats and f**k me like I was his while his son stood waiting at the altar, clueless and humiliated. One revenge f**k. One night to forget. One twisted mistake, except Julius won't let me go. His hands, his mouth and his obsession is consuming me whole and the more Hudson tries to win me back, the deeper I fall into his father's bed.