MARKED BY HIS OBSESSION 3

EVA

I'm the girl that nodded her head because she was too horny to think straight. I'm the girl that found his sadistic obsession with me arousing. I'm the girl who needed him, bad.

A black, chauffeured sedan awaited us. The driver opened our door and Kingston — I remembered his name as last — helped me on in, before climbing into the back and pouncing atop me again before the chauffeur could even begin to drive.

It might've been one of the dumbest things I'd done, but it didn't feel like it. Not as his hands ran up over my ribs, then down to...