Genre: Contemporary Romance
Released: July 28th 2014
*******This book is the first in the series and includes a cliffhanger ending******
"My name is Addie Sakis, I had a promising future once. I had my whole life planned out, but after that tragic day, everything changed. The world I coveted no longer existed. Ten years went by until one day when Daimon Evans, the boy who bullied me continuously in high school, reemerged back into my life, offering me all that I wanted in exchange for one thing....me."
Addie Sakis had a sad past, a past that overshadowed her future. She clung to it not knowing how to let it go. That was until Daimon Evans came back into her life challenging her and pushing her back to the fighter he knew still existed inside her. If only she knew that Daimon wasn't the devil she thought, but rather it was her demons that ruled her, the demons that lay inside her soul.
How far will Addie go to help her family? Which line won't she cross as she deals with the devil she calls Daimon?
Note from the Author: This is a dysfunctional love and hate trilogy that involves emotional blackmail and a few other situations that the one wouldn't do to the person they liked or loved. Addie and Daimon do what they do under the guise of a love that hurts so good. Happy Reading.
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“This isn’t good,” said Silvia. She was one of our most loyal patrons. She was a bit eccentric. She wore too much rouge and cheap perfume. Her age was completely unknown, but she was old. Her hair was a light purple as it puffed up high over her head.
“No, it’s not,” I said quietly looking out through the storefront window. They were close to opening it up.
I stood there, my arms crossed, just shaking my head. I was so engrossed that I failed to notice a customer had walked in.
“So, what’s the deal here? Do you actually work or stare out the window?”
It couldn’t be.
Ten fucking years had gone by. There would be no way that boy would be here.
I turned my head slightly and there in my diner’s entryway stood Daimon.
The old saying when it rains it pours, was seriously an understatement when it came to my life and me. It didn’t pour, a fucking typhoon happened the moment he walked in my restaurant and subsequently back into my life. I put my best poker face on, as I held my stance with my arms still crossed.
“You can sit wherever you like.” I smiled, not meaning it. He nodded and proceeded to walk into my little restaurant and slid into one of our worn out booths.
“Well… isn’t he, the cat’s meow,” Silvia said nearly moaning.
“God! How old are you?” I asked her, looking at her like she had a few screws loose.
“Old. But my libido is still working,” she grinned, a little bit of red lipstick had stained her front teeth.
“Okay, way too much info.” I shook my head at her.
She wasn’t wrong about him. The man was stunning, with his dark longish hair in a perfect hair cut with a faint beard and his intense blue, like the sky, eyes. His black perfectly trimmed suit only added to his effect, which by his grin, he knew.
I smiled walking over to him.
“What can I get you?” I asked.
“Coffee and some company would be nice.” He continued to grin.
His voice had gotten deeper over the years. I shook it off. Fine, I can admit it. He turned out to be sexy, but it didn’t change the fact the he tormented me all throughout high school, like I was his personal plaything. I brought him the coffee. I was tempted to throw it on him, but I didn’t.
“Here’s your coffee.” I placed it on the table.
“Silvia?” I yelled over my shoulder still looking at him.
“And here’s your company, sir,” I grinned.
Silvia nearly launched herself into the booth.
“Well hello, dear.” She smiled from ear to ear, her dentures nearly falling out. Daimon’s face fell. I had to step away not to laugh.
“Um…how about the boss lady?” he asked, leaning away from Silvia and her dentures.
“The boss lady? Ah, forget her, sweet sugar. You have this beautiful dame right here in front of you. How’s about you and me go for some giggle water?” She wagged her eyebrows at him.
“Are you for real? Hey!” he yelled over to me. “Is this lady for real? What the fuck is giggle water?” he asked me, seemingly uncomfortable.
“Alcohol,” Silvia said, shocked that he didn’t know.
Well, the truth was I didn’t know either, but that was Silvia. She was stuck back in a time I couldn’t relate to.
“How about I take a rain check?” Daimon said half smiling.
“Ah raspberries,” Silvia pouted.
“Hey Addie? Addie? Addie?” He called my name each time in a different tone.
“I'm sorry, sir. How is it that you know my name?” I grinned. God, if it wasn’t for customer service and the fact I didn’t want him to know I remembered him, I would have thrown his ass out so fast.
“You can’t be serious? Addie, it’s me,” he said holding out his hands like ‘hey I’m unforgettable.’ I shook my head.
“You are… who exactly?” I asked again, shrugging.
“Daimon, Daimon Evans,” he sighed.
“Oh, I like the name,” Silvia moaned again.
“Well, it’s nice to meet you Daimon, Daimon Evans.” I smiled and nodded.
“You have to be fucking with me,” he said not too pleased as he stood up and walked over to me. “I know you remember me,” he said low as he glared at me.
“I'm not going to lie, it rings a bell.” I shook my head again. “College?” I offered.
“Fine, we’ll play your game, your way.” He threw some money on the table; looked back at me as he fixed his coat and began to walkout. “For now.” He pulled the door open and left.
“You’re telling me you don’t remember a fine piece of ass like that?” Silvia pointed at the door.
“No, I don’t. I remember a boy who made my life miserable.” I growled low into my chest. Silvia rose up from the booth and stood beside me.
“Ah shucks, honey, if he looked like that, he could have made my life a living hell and I would have loved it,” she said as she started blowing kisses at him through the window.
I inched closer to the storefront and watched as Daimon walked away. Why did I suddenly feel like my future had this ominous cloud over it?
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