Chapter 144
BELLADONNA
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I was drained. The last time I cried like that and let all my emotions out was that dreadful night. Since then, had bottled up all my feelings and kept them in a tight lid, making sure nothing escaped.
But tonight… Fuck, tonight was a lot.
I had a bad feeling as soon as Papa invited me to dinner. I should have listened to my gut and turned him down. But I was stupid and too soft and so I paid for it.
But what I didn’t expect was to find comfort in Kade’s arms. I didn’t expect his softness, how he had handled me like I was made of glass. At that moment, he was all I felt, all I could smell, and it almost felt like it was just us two in this vast world, and the dark alleyway didn’t even help matters.
His soft words, his ragged breath, his raspy voice, his gentle touches and pats, they were a little overwhelming but I don’t think I would have gotten through this night without him.
And right now, the feeling of his soft lips against mine was what roused me from my deep sleep. Even in my deep slumber, I had felt the warmth of his lips and body. I smelled his scent.
I blinked my eyes open to see him above me, his lips on mine, his eyes closed, and his expression… peaceful.
I haven’t seen him like this, and I wanted to savor the moment, but my mouth opened before I could even think. “Kade?”
He pulled back in a push, his eyes wide and his breath catching, and a slight blush to his cheeks.
He looked… bashful.
“Shit… I-” he stammered, unable to form a single sentence, the blush on his cheeks deepening the more he struggled to speak. “It’s… It’s not what you think.”
He… he really was beautiful. Looking this way, all flushed and stammering, he looked like a totally different person, and it was pulling at something in my chest. Something that’s not supposed to be pulled. Something that is meant to be dead.
“It’s not what I think how?” I asked, still resting on my back, but I folded my hands and rested them on my stomach, fixing him with a teasing look. Even though my stomach was twisting with a feeling that made me want to throw up, I didn’t let this moment pass by without teasing him.
And right there, I figured out that teasing was how we expressed affection for each other. We weren’t sweet and all candy and flowers. We both didn’t know what that meant and we were both hardcore, and teasing and pulling each other’s strings was our own way of expressing.
And right now, I hold the ball.
“Don’t get the wrong idea,” Kade said, starting to sweat. “I didn’t kiss you because I wanted to do something with you in your sleep. That would be wrong.”
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Chapter 144
I raised an eyebrow. “But that’s what it looks like, marito.”
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“Fuck’s sake.” He ran his hand through his hair, almost tugging it. “Take your mind out of the damn gutter! I’m not a pervert!”
“You’re not? I remember differently.”
He fixed me with a hard look. “You’re actually the pervert here, you know.”
I just shrugged. “At least I’m not denying it. I’ve accepted who I am. Have you?”
He groaned, jumping to his feet. “Good night, Belladonna.”
My eyes widened and I shot forward, grabbing his hand. He looked down at me in annoyance but that quickly cleared and his expression became soft.
“Say with me tonight,” I pleaded. “Please, Kade.”
He said nothing and just entered under the blanket, immediately drawing me into his arms and cradling my head to his chest.
“Your eyes are swollen,” he grumbled, almost like he was scolding me, but his voice was soft.
“They’re burning too,” I whispered.
“You cried a lot.”
“Yeah.”
“Crying doesn’t solve anything.”
“Yeah, but I still can’t help it.”
“Channel all those emotions and use them to plan your revenge. Medea shouldn’t get away with everything. You’ll be her karma and her ruin. Fuck waiting for karma to take its course. This world isn’t fair.”
I rubbed my face on his chest, my eyes burning. Fuck, I really didn’t want to cry again. “I don’t know what to do, Kade. I’m helpless. I’ve been saying I’ll be getting revenge on her for years, but I was just putting on a tough front. I don’t know where to start from. I don’t even know how to take the first step. But I want Medea
to suffer.”
“You have me now,” he whispered, resting his chin on my head. “We’ll come up with something. You’re not alone again. I want Medea to suffer just as much as you do.”
That string in my chest got pulled again and I winced, burying myself deeper into his arms, guilt turning my mouth sour.
Should I be feeling this? Should I… should I be craving this… relief? Was it right? I knew it wasn’t even as I asked myself that question.
“Careful, Kade,” I tried a teasing note even though my throat was unbearably tight. “If you continue being like
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