A Dark Romance (Hyun's Story)
* 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.
Please note: This story contains sensitive
content that may be upsetting to some readers.
This book is a Standalone
in the Indecent Games Series:
Wicked Bride Games:
Naomi’s Story.
Dirty Wife Games:
Hyun’s Story.
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Excerpt 1:
From the
moment I first saw my stalker, I was
captivated.
The man with
the black leather jacket and dark, spiky hair sits on a bench across the street
from my house, staring down at a notebook.
Every night,
he sits there at exactly ten p.m., looking off into the distance or writing his
notes under the street light … or looking straight at me.
Like he is
now.
Our eyes meet, and a sudden electrical current rushes
through my veins.
I’m unable
to look away from his piercing blue eyes, and I wonder … How long ago did he
first see me?
I’ve only noticed
him outside recently … watching over my house as if he’s guarding it. Guarding me.
I don’t
know if I should be scared. If I should run or call the cops.
He’s never
come close.
So is there
any reason to act?
As long as he
maintains his distance … an invisible line he doesn’t cross … I still feel safe.
I can survive, knowing he is there, wherever I go.
I never
know when or where I’m going to see him again.
I just know
I will.
A hampered
breath leaves my throat as he stares me down from across the street. His gaze
feels like it penetrates through the closed windows. And for a brief second, I
think I spot a hint of a smile.
Excerpt 2:
From the
living room, I can hear the shower running.
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.
Yet I can’t
stop myself from inching closer with every passing second.
It’s as if
my feet gravitate toward 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, her 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
water cascading down her skin. She massages herself with oils, and the scent is intoxicating. I feel the
warmth prickle on my skin, and at this moment, I wonder if she’ll ever
want me.
If it’d
ever be okay to talk to her.
To touch
her.
To be with
her.
The more I
watch her, the more I want from her. I’m physically incapable of staying 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, yet I know she has every reason to fear me.
She’s
fragile. Emotionally drained. Used.
Smacked
around like a wet rag by a man who didn’t know his own strength.
Her man.
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.
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