Dirty Wife Games by Clarissa Wild
Title: Dirty Wife Games
Series: Indecent Games #2
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Erotic Suspense
Cover Design: Clarissa Wild’s Booming Covers
Release Date: February 28, 2017
Blurb
* This is a Standalone novel *
A scorned wife on the run, and a stalker who follows her every move… Match made in heaven?
After being forced to marry a tyrant, Hyun Song flees his home in a desperate attempt to save what’s left of her dignity … and her life.
Now on her own, she tries her best to move on with her simple life. But she quickly realizes she can’t escape her past … and that she’s not alone …
He watches her through her window.
Sends her indecent notes.
Stalks her everywhere she goes.
He wants her badly, and when she finally lets him in …
It’s time for the wife to play a dirty game.
Author’s note: This story contains sensitive content that may be upsetting to some readers.
ALL BOOKS CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE.
Indecent Games Series:
Wicked Bride Games: Naomi’s Story.
Dirty Wife Games: Hyun’s Story.
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Excerpt
From the living room I can hear the shower run. I step closer to the only light source in the house, my heart practically beating out of my chest from excitement. She’s so close, I could almost taste her. I could almost take her.
I shouldn’t.
And yet, I can’t stop myself from inching closer ever passing seconds.
It’s like my feet gravitate towards her. My mind can no longer stop my body from approaching, even if it’s wrong on all levels.
I watch her shower. Through the curtains I can see the silhouette of her body, and sometimes skin peeks through the gap. Her body looks like silk, so smooth. Her olive skin so deliciously appetizing, I want to lick it.
I stop myself before I go too far.
I already went past the moral line when I came all over her window.
Standing near the door to her bathroom, I admire her from a distance, listening to the sound of the water cascading down her skin. She massages herself with oils and the scent is intoxicating. I feel the warmth prickle on my skin and in this moment I wonder if she’ll ever want to truly know me.
If it’d ever be okay to talk to her.
To get to know her.
To be with her.
The more I watch her, the more I want from her. I’m physically incapable to stay away. I feel my best when I’m close to her. I only desire to give her everything she needs. I don’t want to hurt her, and yet I know she has every reason to fear me.
She’s fragile, emotionally drained. Used by wrong people.
I also know her man smacked her around like a wet rag.
He likes beating things senseless. It makes him feel powerful. Better than her.
Calling the cops is useless, they’re in his pocket, and she knows that too. That’s why she never did a thing to stop it. That’s why she ran away from him.
She ran and ran …
But both of us know, you can never run away from a lie.
I shouldn’t.
And yet, I can’t stop myself from inching closer ever passing seconds.
It’s like my feet gravitate towards her. My mind can no longer stop my body from approaching, even if it’s wrong on all levels.
I watch her shower. Through the curtains I can see the silhouette of her body, and sometimes skin peeks through the gap. Her body looks like silk, so smooth. Her olive skin so deliciously appetizing, I want to lick it.
I stop myself before I go too far.
I already went past the moral line when I came all over her window.
Standing near the door to her bathroom, I admire her from a distance, listening to the sound of the water cascading down her skin. She massages herself with oils and the scent is intoxicating. I feel the warmth prickle on my skin and in this moment I wonder if she’ll ever want to truly know me.
If it’d ever be okay to talk to her.
To get to know her.
To be with her.
The more I watch her, the more I want from her. I’m physically incapable to stay away. I feel my best when I’m close to her. I only desire to give her everything she needs. I don’t want to hurt her, and yet I know she has every reason to fear me.
She’s fragile, emotionally drained. Used by wrong people.
I also know her man smacked her around like a wet rag.
He likes beating things senseless. It makes him feel powerful. Better than her.
Calling the cops is useless, they’re in his pocket, and she knows that too. That’s why she never did a thing to stop it. That’s why she ran away from him.
She ran and ran …
But both of us know, you can never run away from a lie.
Author Bio
Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, Stalker Duology, Twenty-One (21), Ultimate Sin, VIKTOR, and Bad Teacher. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.
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