Chapter 170
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I took careful steps toward him, and to my surprise, he hurried toward me and, in one swift motion, lifted me off the ground into his arms.
“Don’t hurt yourself, Mine,” he said, and I felt a pang of guilt hit my chest so hard.
He had inflicted injuries on June’s beautiful face, yet he was so concerned about the same glass piercing my feet? In her presence?
As soon as he put me down, I turned to June and whispered to her, “Just go. I’ll see you later.” My words were accompanied by a silent plea with my eyes, and thankfully, she ran
off.
The hurt in her tearful gaze when she saw Kester lift me off the floor, would haunt me for a long time.
I wrapped my arms around his waist, pressing my cheek against his chest.
“Kester,” I whispered, feeling the rapid beat of his heart against my ear. “Breathe. You’re not breathing.” I whispered, doing all I could to steady my racing heart.
“Your heart is racing too fast, Mine… Are you scared of me?” He asked, wrapping his arms around me in a hug. He breathed in my scent like a drug, exhaling slowly and repeating the motion again.
I let him.
It seemed to calm him down, so I let him take what he needed if it meant pulling him back from wherever his mind had gone.
“Are you?” He asked and I took in a deep breath.
“No, Kes,” I murmured, my fingers tightening in the fabric of his shirt. “I’m not.” I lied, and he knew.
“I’m sorry. She seems to always bring out the worst in me. That’s why I never want anyone else around except you.” He said, and I felt the tension slowly bleeding out of his body, his muscles losing that tight coil of restrained violence, and his breathing became more
controlled.
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His forehead pressed against mine.
“I’m sorry I hurt her, he whispered. “I promised you I wouldn’t. But I did. I’m sorry.”
I tried to pull away, but he held on, arms tightening around me like a vise.
“Kester, I murmured, tilting my head slightly. I’m not the one you should be apologizing
- to. It’s June.”
His grip tensed, his muscles bunching again like a storm about to roll back in.
I quickly added, “But it’s fine. You can do that later, okay?”
There was a pause. Then, slowly, he exhaled.
He pulled away slightly. His hand lifted, fingers brushing along my jaw before trailing to the side of my face as he looked at me intently.
Gods. Those eyes.
Still dark with anger but burning with something else… Something that always burns.
when he looks at me.
It always takes everything in me to hold Kester’s gaze.
“I love you, Kasmine,” he muttered like it was a truth carved into his bones. A fact that
would never change. “I love you more than life itself.”
I didn’t say anything. I just looked at him.
And he didn’t seem to expect me to say it back.
He just pulled me closer, lowering his head until his lips met mine.
The kiss was deep. Slow. Like he was trying to drag something out of me.
I kissed him back half–heartedly, not wanting this to go beyond the kiss. Not with what he had just done to that poor girl.
He pulled back just enough to murmur against my lips, “Why are you holding back?” His fingers traced my spine. “Is this a punishment for what I did to June?”
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He read it off my mind..
I nodded slowly.
He scoffed, amused. “Okay,” he said easily. Tl apologize to her.”
Then, his smirk curled against my skin. His fingers tangled in my hair, pulling my head back just enough for his lips to graze my jaw..
“Can we fuck now?”
Gods, the way he always said that word–low, shameless, filthy–sent heat twisting deep in my stomach.
But I refused to give in that easily
“No,” I said, enjoying the control I held over him. “After you apologize.”
He heaved a sigh and smiled. “I hope you be able to pay for this, baby,” he murmured, voice dripping with something dangerous. You re making me do things I don’t do.”
His lips brushed against my ear.
“And the
is De dragged his tongue over my earlobe. His breath was hot and teasing
painfull
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