Broken Pieces

Warning

This book has erotic sex, a little BDSM, and details a rape. If that is not for you, then please don’t read this.

My name is Madeline Reynolds, most people call me Maddie, I’m almost twenty three, with auburn hair past my waist, green eyes, and a rail thin figure, except for ample breasts at a short 5’2. I’m a perfect cross between my parents, fathers eyes and height, mothers hair and breasts. I work as a registered nurse at a busy hospital, I have enough money to last for four life times, and for the most part, I’m happy. Now. It took me a while to get to this point. I lost my parents when I was fourteen in an automobile accident, my brother Ethan was about to turn eighteen and agreed to take custody of me. His best friend Julian moved in with us afterwards, he was the overprotective type. More so than Ethan ever was, as long as stayed out of his way, he really didn’t care what I did. When I was sixteen Ethan was shot in a burglary gone wrong at a convenient store. I figured Julian would leave after I turned eighteen or started college, but he stayed. When I turned eighteen, he took me to an investment banker where they set me up a nice portfolio. I already had a college fund from my parents and Jules helped me buy a vehicle when I was sixteen. I live off the interest and dividend payments from my stock portfolio.

My twelve hour shift turned into a sixteen hour one and my body is definitely feeling it. I decided that I needed a cup of hot coffee for the drive home, there’s an amazing coffee shop a block from the hospital. It was seven am when I finally left work. I walked in and ordered a coffee and a blueberry muffin, just as I walked out I felt like a brick wall had hit me. I dropped my muffin and spilled half my coffee down myself.

“Son of a b..” trying to wipe off the coffee. Walk much I thought, I looked up to see a broad chest, blonde hair and blue eyes. I still had half the cup left, guess that’s better than none, wish I hadn’t dropped my muffin, I was starving.

“I’m sorry. I wasn’t watching where I was going. Here, let me help you clean that up.” He handed me a white handkerchief.

“I’m fine. Thanks.” Trying not to sound as mad as I was.

“Come, let me buy you another muffin.”

“It’s alright.”

“At least let me buy you another cup of coffee.”

“I really need to get going, but thank you.” I head to my Jeep.

“Another time then?”

“Sure.” I was doubtful I would see him again, but at least I was polite. I headed for home, desperate for a hot shower and some sleep.

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“I want you to find out everything about her.” I put my best men on it. There was something about her that seemed familiar, but yet angered me at the same time.

A/N: This is an excerpt. The complete book can be found on Galatea on 5/27/22