Scorned (Torn Series:4) by Pamela Ann
Prologue
I wasn’t a woman who minced words to soothe another person. Nor was I one to change my mind once I had placed a person in my “trash” bin.
People have described me as bitchy, stuck-up, scary, hot and crazy vindictive. Do I care? Ha. Yeah, right.
Wealth, beauty and all the attention I could ever want were showered on me at a very young age, but one thing was missing; love. Where do I even begin with that complex word?
Love led my father to his demise.
Love made me ache for my mother’s non-existent emotion towards us, her family.
Love ruined me for the male species.
It didn’t take long, though, to discover the power of beauty and sex. I got my euphoric highs from making men suffer—may it be emotional, mental, physical. Blue balls anyone?
It was all about validation. Needing to prove a point that I held the power, that no one could come close to hurting me any longer. I was excellent at it. I was my own master. What else could be better than that?
Yet, once again, Mister Cupid had a perverse way to scramble my very guarded personal life.
Would I let fate choose for me? Or should I fight it tooth and nail as I’d done in the past?
"If she's amazing, she won't be easy. If she's easy, she won't be amazing. If she's with it, you won't give-up. If you give up, you're not worthy. Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for."
— Bob Marley