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First published February 28, 2013
It hurts to know that the person you want, also wants you, but will easily find what he needs from other women if he wants to.”
I’ll never forgive you. Even if there was a chance that I could believe you, I’ll never forgive you,” he declared...
“Then the least you can do is stay away from me while I’m here. I’ll stay here...”
“Mi reina, as much as I hate you, as much as I don’t trust you, I won’t be able to stay away from you.”
Please don’t hurt me. Don’t touch me. I’m begging you.” “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Tony shouted, and I winced. Not until he threw himself away from me did I look at him. His body vibrated with rage. “You’re a fuckin’ bitch, you know that? One minute you act like you want it, the next you won’t even let me touch you. I haven’t the slightest idea why I wasted my fuckin’ time with you!” he shouted and it was too much to bear.
Tony had since become closely acquainted with most of the women Trish and I knew.
But I didn’t want Tony back; it was too late for that. I tried for months to call him, to find him, to talk to him, to explain, but it was impossible. He refused to talk to me, he refused to see me, he changed his phone number, and other than having heard the horror stories of his man-whoring skills, he basically fell off the face of the planet.
Destiny: the whore whose gift in life was the ability to ruin people’s lives. Whether my ruined life was actually her fault or mine… semantics.
Anyone with a vagina knew who Tony Lopez was. He was five years older than me and had the reputation of a man-whore. I’d heard some of the stories from Lex, and knew that he had a new chick in his bed every week, and not once would he let them stay the night.
That was, until Missy walked through the door. She was the latest addition to Tony’s spank bank, but he told me he was through with her months ago. He lied to me. I felt so…crushed…defeated.
I had never felt so disrespected my life.
I should have fucked you like I did the rest. You turned out to be nothing but a whore in the end anyway,” he said, and every word dripped with bitterness.
“I’m dating her…or I was,” Tony muttered.
“It’s none of my business, Tony. You’re single. We’ve been over a long time. You were with many women before me and I know for a fact that you were with even more after me. I’m a big girl. You don’t have to explain anything.”
“Let me go,” I ordered, as I shoved at his chest. “You have some bitch stay the night with you while I’m sleeping in the other room and you have the balls to touch me now? And this morning?” The look on his face spoke volumes.
“I’ll never forgive you. Even if there was a chance that I could believe you, I’ll never forgive you,” he declared and I could have cried at the finality in his voice.
“I never treated you like a whore until you became one,” he growled.
“How the hell did you get here?” I heard Tony bark and my fork froze mid-air. I looked up and straight into Tony’s heated eyes. Then my eyes moved to the left, where BJ stood next to him.
I glanced down to see they were holding hands.
“You have no idea what’s going on between me and Bobbie Jo, but I’m not having sex with her…at least I haven’t since you came back into my life.”
And last night, he left and didn’t come in until one o’clock in the morning again. He climbed in bed, didn’t even touch me and knocked out cold. This time, he didn’t smell like alcohol, he reeked of perfume. I got up, moved to my old bedroom and cried myself to sleep.
When I took a step towards him, he shouted, “Stay the fuck away from me! I knew you were nothing but a dirty little whore!”
“You know what? I want you out of here. Get the fuck out of my house, and stay out of my life! I was only using you while you were here, but found someone better last night. You were a good fuck, but that’s about all you were good for.”
“Tony, the things you said to me…I can forgive them, but I’m not sure I can forget. But the woman you were with--” “What woman?”
Proceed with Caution. There will be ranting, raving and Definite spoilers.
– I don’t know what is wrong with this girl, really I don’t.
Do you want to read this, really? This man in no way resembles what a good Book Boyfriend is all about. Hell even the dark read males have some semblance of humanity.
On that note I only want to add that she was usually always surrounded by people who had to witness her humiliation. I mean especially almost 80% in, how can anything be redeemable. Let me tell you. It never is. No one should ever be treated this way. And if it’s someone who claims to LOVE you, your fucked and a complete idiot if you take them back. Also Zacharias is the minor threat lying over her head but what does it matter if someone is trying to kill you when the one you love demolishes you and spits on your shattered form.
I won't even go into the potential danger that brings these two together again. LAME and LAMER!!
”No, it was more than love. It was an out-of-control, soul-stealing, life-changing, world-rocking, universe-tilting feeling that dug itself so deep into my heart I was terrified I’d never manage to shovel it back out. I was still in love with him, but I couldn’t have him.”Trish has experienced so much pain and despair in her life, and I wanted her to get the happy-ever-after that she needed and deserved.