The Varkas Brothers And Their Princess novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162

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Chapter 162

I didn’t know why I called him. I just didn’t… Fuck, I didn’t like how so down he seems.

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What Medea did was a huge stab in the back for him. In fact, she didn’t use a knife but a cutlass instead. And I could see what that was doing to Papa, how it was bearing down on his shoulders. He felt something for Medea, it might be love, it might be another strong emotion, but I know he felt something positive towards her, and that bitch didn’t deserve it. Not one bit.

Papa turned to me, a small smile on his face, and I had to swallow hard to push that lump down my throat.

“Yes, Bella?” he asked softly, and I just blinked at him.

What was I going to say? I didn’t even know, but my mouth decided for me, “I’m still pissed at you.”

My voice cracked, and my eyes burned. Papa’s smile turned down.

“Oh, amore mio,” he said softly. “Mi dispiace tanto. I’ve done so many wrongs, and only a few rights. Can you forgive me, amore?”

“Of course I can,” I choked out, suddenly feeling like a little girl again. “Of course I can, Papa.”

He smiled again, this one wide. “Grazie, mia dolce ragazza. I will make this right. I promise. But in the meantime, don’t feel pity towards your old man, hmm?”

“I don’t-” I couldn’t even bring myself to complete those words because what would come out of my mouth

would be a lie.

Papa just smiled, and then he turned to leave, giving me a two–finger wave.

I rested my head on the desk when he was gone, suddenly feeling drained. I felt something cold pressed against my cheek and I raised to see a glass of water. I gave Gianna a tight smile before I inhaled the full glass.

I sighed when I was done, pressing my finger against my temple. “Fuck, emotions are exhausting.”

“Is that what you think?”

My body jolted and my head moved to Kade. I had forgotten that he was here. How could I fucking forget?

I stared at him before I recalled what he asked. “Yes,” I answered. “Yes, I think emotions are quite draining. For once, I just want to not be able to feel, even if it’s just for a little while.”

Kade just shook his head, spinning a pen in his hand. “When we just met, when I found out that I was getting married, there was this sudden pit that opened up in me and swallowed up all my emotions, leaving me empty. And that emptiness, Belladonna… God, that damn emptiness is scary. It’s like a pit that never gets full and all it did was take, take, and take some more. And every damn day I wished to feel. I didn’t care how small it was, but I just wanted to feel. And I did feel, alright. Painfully so.”

I couldn’t hold his eyes anymore, so I had to look away, rubbing my arm. “And I guess I was the cause of you feeling painfully?”

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Chapter 162

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I closed my eyes, my voice trembling when I spoke, “I’m really sorry, Kade. I swear, I really am sorry.”

I heard a chair squeak on the floor and I opened my eyes to see him get on his feet and move towards me. My body suddenly went tense, and I wanted to escape and at the same time, I wanted to melt into him. I looked away from him, searching for Gianna, but she was nowhere to be found.

“I don’t want to hear your apology anymore,” he said when he got close to me, dragging my chair back and turning it to face him, placing his hands on the armrest and leaning down, getting in my space, his scent filling said space. The two top buttons of his shirt were undone and his smooth, golden skin was exposed.

I quickly looked away from there, raising my eyes, but that meant I had to look into his eyes. Once I looked into it, I couldn’t look away.

Moments like this, rare moments where he let me see what he was thinking through his eyes were why I didn’t really mind it when his eyes were cold.

“I don’t want to hear your apology,” he repeated, his voice soft, his eyes searching mine. For what? I didn’t know. “Because… because I understand you.”

I blinked at him, caught off guard. “You… you do?”

He nodded, swallowing. “I do understand you, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. I understand that you’re just scared, and you’re also a coward.”

“Ouch,” I whispered, my voice thick.

Kade continued, “I understand you can’t just open your heart to someone else after what you went through, after losing someone you love.” His hand reached out slowly, and he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, his knuckle brushing my cheekbone, and that small touch made me shiver.

What was happening? Was this a dream? It wouldn’t be the first time, but it would be cruel if this were a dream.

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