“I’m writing this because you begged. You know how I love the begging” Epilogue, by C.J. Roberts

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I’m writing this because you begged. You know how I love the begging. In fact, you probably know too many things and know them far too well.

Who am I?

Well, that’s what I’m trying to figure out. I was a whore in my youth, a killer since my adolescence, and a monster as a man. I am the man who kidnapped Livvie. I am the man who held her in a dark room for weeks. But, most importantly, I am the man she loves.

She loves me. It’s quite sick, isn’t it?

Of course, there’s more to our story than can be surmised in a few short sentences, but I’m at a loss for justifying my behavior back then. I assume if you’re reading this, I don’t need to make those justifications. You’ve already made your own.

You’re reading this because you want to know about the rest of the story. You want to know what happened that warm summer night in September of 2010, the night I met Livvie at The Paseo. It was the night my life changed all over again.

It didn’t happen exactly as Livvie said. She’s been very kind to me in the retelling of our story. The truth is far more…complicated.

If you haven’t ready ANY of The Dark Duet Series – DO NOT read any further.

Yes, you read that right – this is Caleb speaking. This is the epilogue to answer all questions of what the hell happened with them. Where we left off Olivia is trying to get her life back together after everything that’s happened – yet she can’t let him go. She doesn’t know where he is – and it’s been a whole year since he left her out in the middle of no where on the Mexico/USA boarder. Alone – and having to deal with the aftermath of everything – alone.

But for once – we get to see things through Caleb’s POV – completely. Not snippets here and there, but a true POV to see how his crazy mind works. And quite frankly – it was both scary and hot-as-fuck.

Caleb’s mind is warped – trying to figure out how to be with Olivia – just as Olivia. Surrendering all his control to win her back – as if any of their past existed. That he wasn’t her kidnapper – or would-be rapist who forced her to do such abhorrent things in front of others.

They’re trying to get to know each other as two new people – while allowing their pasts to heal. Olivia is angry – and reasonably so – but she’s also in love with him and can’t get past any of it. He’s the only man whose ever made her feel safe, even though he’s the one that brought all her worst nightmares to fruition. At times it’s hard to respond to this book – because I both love and hate the series. I love it because Caleb seems to genuinely love Olivia – but then you want to scream at her WTF are you doing??? HE KIDNAPPED YOU! Sold you into sexual slavery and you’re in love with him? You’re wanting he to kick him in the balls and call the FBI – and in the same thought you’re wanting them to be able to make their relationship work – and allow their pasts to remain just there – in the past. Allowing them to heal and move on into a life together.

The Epilogue was necessary – and I’m sooooo glad Roberts did it. Thank you for answering all the questions I never knew I wanted to ask!


“I’m writing this because you begged. You know how I love the begging”

“Yeah, but I’m the second most fucked up person I know, and when you put two negatives together, you get a positive. That’s math, Caleb. Math is the language of the universe. You can’t argue with the universe.”

“I know you deserve to be happy. I know you deserve someone… better, but I’m selfish. I want you. I want you bad enough to try and be someone better.”

“Everything is in the process of becoming something else. It’s the law of change.” I briefly kissed Livvie’s eyelids before she could open them. “I’m in the process of becoming something else, Livvie. I hope it’s something good, something far removed from the monster you knew.”

“And if you can believe it…she slapped me again.

“What the hell is wrong with you? Stop hitting me!” I finally looked up at her, but she was a blur. She hit me so hard my damn eyes were watering (I was not crying – eyes water. I think we all know I’m a badass and I don’t cry).”


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