Intense Insane In Love

By SD Becca

Jacob...
Obsession. How does it start? Is it a trick of the heart to counter hopelessness? I've tried not to want her but I can’t stop myself. She's gotten under my skin; I feel her rushing through my veins like adrenaline. My heart doesn't beat without her on my mind. Her taste, her smile, her eyes, her touch, the way she feels...every inch of her body is engraved in my soul. You can't understand. You don't know what it's like to hunger for someone for so long...then to finally have them this close. It's terrifying.

Leah...
Although beautiful and successful, Leah can't break from the bondage of her past. A past that has left her sexually and emotionally scarred...Until she begins an affair with Jacob Boyd, a man so powerful and ruthless, his secrets can destroy her. Yet, there is a tenderness in him that has awakened sensuality in Leah she hadn't realized was there. She is the only thing piecing Jacob together. Nothing in him can continue without her. He'll do whatever it takes to keep her.

• Language: English
• Publisher: SD Becca
• Release date: Aug 5, 2013

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INTENSE INSANE IN LOVE

BY

SD BECCA

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Intense Insane In Love

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CHAPTER ONE

In approximately fifteen minutes it'll be ten o'clock and we will officially be late for Carol's annual Christmas party. I am not really in the partying mood, but Carol is expecting us and this is tradition. Robert and I go every year, that's actually how we met. If I had skipped that party five years ago, how different my life would now be.

Are you ready? Robert asks appearing at the bathroom doorway.

I don't bother looking at him. Almost, just have to finish my make-up.

You don't need it. You're just as beautiful without it.

Liar, I laugh. It's Kari that has the flawless skin, don't you think?

He pauses for a few seconds. I wouldn't know. I’ve never seen her bare faced.

Yes, you have. I correct him while closing my right eye to properly apply my mascara.

No, I haven't.

How about when Kari and I were roommates?

Never bothered to notice, she's not really my speed. No offense to Kari. I burst into laughter. Utter uncontrollable laughter. I hear him asking me what's so funny but I can't stop laughing long enough to answer. After a minute of this, I'm beginning to fear that I've finally snapped and lost it.

What in the world is so funny?

Nothing…Nothing, I finally say, now able to regain control.

No. Let me in on the joke, he persists angrily.

It's really nothing, I tell him now composed. Reluctantly, he drops it, watching in silence as I finish my make-up.

Moments later, his mind begins to drift to her.

When we first met, when those smooth brown eyes looked at me for the first time, he appeared as if he just struck gold, following me around the whole night. I knew then that he was the man that I should marry. Before him I felt incapable of being loved. When most men discovered the incurable disorder called Leah they’d immediately initiate their exit strategy, but not Robert Cole. When he found out about my issues he didn't run. Instead, he persisted until he broke down my walls, slowly getting me to open up until I let him inside. Then his love acted like a defibrillator and jump started my heart.

Hey gorgeous, he calls out playfully, obligating me to look back at him. I love you.

My gaze holds a few seconds, taking a moment to study his eyes, to see if there's any truth in that statement. I just don't know anymore. Unable to return the empty words, unwilling to play the part tonight, all I can do is smile and say, Thanks.

Do you know what today is? Robert asks.

No. What?

It’s our anniversary. He walks up behind me. I ignore the irritation nipping at my gut from having him so close.

I don't think we can have an anniversary without being married.

I'm going to have to disagree with you on that one Lee.

I prepare myself for it, but I still tense up when his arms come around my waist. We look at one another in the mirror. I make a half-hearted attempt at an excuse. It’s my nerves. I have so much going on at work.

It's alright Lee, I understand. He pulls me to him, and I have to fight the urge to pull away. The feel of his lips on my neck is almost sickening.

While applying my raspberry lipstick, I continue to watch him in the mirror. He's nervous. There's no hiding the worry in his eyes. It's been there all week. I already know what it is that he's hiding. Just when the heart fools you into thinking it can't hurt anymore, just when you believe you're finally numb to the pain, a stab pierces through and the ache is just as crippling as before.

Once upon a time I believed in faith. I believed in destiny and that Robert was part of mine. My promise of everything that I thought I could never have — my happily ever after. It was as if God looked down from heaven and saw my heartbreak, my pain, my loneliness, and sent me someone who would love me. Oh, if only I could stay in that fairy tale and build a life there. But I can't.

The truth is people say they love you just to see how well they can fake it. They work hard to gain your trust just to have the power to violate it. There is no rhyme or reason to life. There is no destiny. Our meeting was just chance — nothing supernatural, nothing sent from above. Robert works with one of my best friend's husband and he was invited to their annual Christmas party. I was Carol's roommate at Yale and maid of honor at her wedding, and also invited: no magic, no destiny, just life, circumstances, and probability. Two people came to the same party and met. He's attractive and successful, I'm easy to control, and here I am—miserable in a relationship that's kept glued together with deception and manipulation.

You know I love you right?

You've already said that Robert.

Maybe I want to say it again. It's a free world. A man can tell his girlfriend he loves her as many times as he wants.

I check my watch. It's five to. So