There has never been a time in my life when I/'ve considered myself a slut... until now. I am a slut. I/'m the worst scum of the universe. And do you want to know why? I slept with a man I can/'t get out of my head. It was supposed to be a one-time thing with no attachments and no commitments. No names were exchanged, no phone numbers swapped. And that was fine by me... until I lay awake at night, dreaming about that man/'s caress. Wanting and yearning to feel his touch once more. I had to get over it. I couldn/'t let anyone inside my head or my heart. They would only let me down. I/'d get over it. In time, I/'d shake him from my mind. But one day, my fantasies of seeing this man become an all-too-consuming, nightmarish reality. Suddenly, he is in my house, that cocky grin of his silently promising more to come. And the reason being? His father is getting married to my mother. We are going to be family. I am in the seven circles of hell, but not only because, day after day and night after night, I/'ll see the eyes of the man who penetrated me in more ways than I ever experienced. His look alone consumes my soul and makes me beg for more. I fight him at every turn, but I know I/'ll crack one day because of the slut I am. I/'ll crack because to deny myself what my body craves will be like denying myself the air I breathe. He wants me, and is determined to get me at all costs. I’m his obsession, and I’ve just become a slave to his infatuation... to the games he likes to play. The games he knows will have me surrendering to his will. But that’s not the only problem. That’s not the reason I am a slut. The year before I met my soon-to-be step-brother, Hunter, the year I made a decision that will ultimately end up destroying my very soul... I lost my virginity to Hunter’s dad.