When Park’s strong, perfect life met my damaged and imperfect life, it tormented and tortured me in ways I wasn’t prepared for … neither was he. Evey Banks, that’s me. Practically damaged in every way. I was unbearable and uncontrollable, but I was rebuilding an impaired life of mine and doing a good job of it too, until Wade Parks came along and unintentionally sabotaged every aspect of my healing process. Wade Parks: Perfect, precise and an arrogant arse... moreWhen Park’s strong, perfect life met my damaged and imperfect life, it tormented and tortured me in ways I wasn’t prepared for … neither was he. Evey Banks, that’s me. Practically damaged in every way. I was unbearable and uncontrollable, but I was rebuilding an impaired life of mine and doing a good job of it too, until Wade Parks came along and unintentionally sabotaged every aspect of my healing process. Wade Parks: Perfect, precise and an arrogant arse. He came to London, bombarded my life and tried to make me his very own. How? With force, with words, and a lot of relentless sexual persuasion. He was a man obsessed with control and discipline, and the very need to dominate. What he also wanted to dominate… was me. The sexual chemistry we shared was undeniably hot, and the passion that radiated between us was flawless. But I hated myself for being attracted to him. I would also deny that I ever was. Yes, he was devilishly handsome beyond compare, with a body that could put a Greek God to shame, but denying him came easy to me because he was everything I didn’t need. Then why was I so afraid of him finding out about my past when I never wanted him in my future? My past haunted every chance of happiness. That was inevitable. I was my own worst enemy… or so I thought. less
