Fruits! Fucking fruits! It's like art class all over again. Wait...this is an art class. It's an art class with tattooed handsome goodness standing in front. Well, this I can live with. I started to paint. Sketching my outlines slow then fast, strong strokes keeping my sketch composition proportional. I can feel him behind me, saying nothing. His warmth hovers on top of me. I close my eyes for a moment then sighed. He lower himself put his tattooed palm on my shoulder and his lips linger beside my ear. "Beautiful, nice strong strokes, powerful arch, keep it up, Nicolette." He left me abruptly, his deep voice leaves me sighing. Deep breath woman! You can do this! Just paint the fucking fruits! You can fuck the tattooed handsome goodness later on! Wait, what?? ********** She was admitted by her abusive husband for being suicidal. She was once a strong, and independent woman until she married her high school love. Who starts tearing her confidence apart, mentally abusing her. Cornering her minds, to suicidal thoughts. While he screws other women in their own home, scaring her mind for life. Until one day she meets Brent. His rugged behavior and bad boy looks should have made her stay away from him. All the sexual encounters didn't help her to stay clear of him as she needs to protect her heart. Will Brent love her? while he has his insecurity towards women. Where he pledge to himself, that he will live happily ever after with his wealth, and fucks any woman he wants and until he's old enough to die.