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    Cougar Hunter
    Cougar Hunter
    Cougar Hunter
    Ebook69 pages59 minutes

    Cougar Hunter

    By David Manoa

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    A romance about a 33 year old Billionaire who seduces older women...

    Content may offend sensitive readers.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDavid Manoa
    Release dateJun 17, 2015
    ISBN9781310668180
    Cougar Hunter
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    David Manoa

    I am a writer based in Auckland, New Zealand.I write mainly contemporary romance.My interests are Rugby League, Cars, Gaming and Bodybuilding.

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      Cougar Hunter - David Manoa

      Cougar Hunter

      ~~~

      David Manoa

      Copyright 2015 David Manoa

      SMASHWORDS Edition

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      The author asserts the moral right to be identified as

      the author of this work.

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means including photocopying, recording, information storage and retrieval systems, or otherwise, without prior permission in writing from the author, with the exception of a book reviewer, who may quote short excerpts in a review.

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      Los Angeles, 4:29 a.m.

      Smog ridden air begins to infuse my nose as I awaken. Even in my mansion in the Beverly Hills you can’t escape the throat tearing sensation of polluted air. I open an eye to the red blink of my alarm clock. Terrified.

      My fogged mind begins to converge into the memory of my past. My stomach churns, my back starts to ignite. Skin tears, flesh opens. Pain. I begin to remember.

      4:30 a.m.

      I jolt.

      I’m up.

      I’m in Los Angeles, not in that place...

      My first reaction is to raise my shoulders, holding my arms out in front of me. I move my hands back behind me to stretch, hear my brittle bones clicking and crunching, I note the lack of sensation in my scarred skin. The keloid that developed in them disfigured my back. It looks like a permanent barcode, reflected in the bedroom mirror.

      Those bastards died for what they did to me… But they’re the ones with the last laugh for this is my mental anguish, every morning at 4:30 a.m.

      I shake the shoulder of the woman I had for the night. She moans, and then drifts off to sleep again. Shit, I can’t even remember her name. I only remember seducing this older woman outside the bar on Rodeo drive. Taking her back to my bed to fuck her senseless.

      I run my hand over her large ridiculously shaped breasts. Augmented and fake, I even felt the hardness of the silicone when she was riding on top of my cock.

      Her kisses last night were tasteless.

      Her affection was null and void.

      Was her name Vivian?

      I touch her chin, brush her lips before I trace a finger on her laugh lines.

      Fast asleep. Unresponsive to my touch.

      I wish I could sleep like that. I haven’t slept like that ever since...

      I take my phone to see the messages from women I had before, asking how I am. What I’m up to? What are you doing tonight? I sit on the side of my bed, I take a quick glance to my pistol gleaming at me from the open bedside drawer. Some nights I wake to clutch it, pointing to the demons that mess with my mind. Shooting rounds into thin air.

      Swiping through the messages. I tap the button, the repetition of purging them all. Delete. Delete. Delete. I text the taxi company to take the woman in my bed back to whatever hole she came from.

      The woman moans. Cade?

      Hey, you gotta go now…

      I hear the ruffling of the duvet as she moves up closer. Oh my god! What happened to your back?

      I inhale.

      She touches my back with her fingertips.

      The vivid memory flashes. The sound echoes in my broken mind.

      The blade…

      Screams…

      Agony. ..

      She whispers, Cade?

      My jaw clenches, my hunched over body straightens. I inhale again to reset. Then she touches my back with full palms.

      I spring up like a man who sat on hot coals. The tingles surge up my spine to end at the back of my neck. Don’t fucking touch me!

      I turn to see her frightened. Leaning back into the headboard of the bed. I growl, The taxi arrives in ten minutes to take you home. I’m sorry, but I got called to an important meeting in New York.

      You’re such a bullshit cunt, Cade…

      Fuck them and leave huh?

      You should have rotted like the ones who scarred you.

      That’s why we cut you…

      I massage my temples to get the voices out and I turn to see her naked in front of me. Breasts drooping, her brown hair tousled and messed up from the way I pulled on it when I took her from behind. She was a great fuck none the less, but I’m an asshole, not remembering her name.

      Was it Vivian?

      Who Cares…

      Sweetheart… I say. I enjoyed last night.

      Will I see you again? she said cautiously.

      I shrug.

      She blinks and holds her duvet up against her breasts. I reach down to the floor to grab her red panties, bra, and dress. I stand dropping them to the bed.

      Seeming puzzled by my abrupt behavior, she begins to get dressed.

      The hunt is over and I’ve feasted. Still unsatisfied.

      I turn to her before heading to the

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