A Love Reawakened The Alpha’s Regret by Alphabetical B

Chapter 37

ANGELA

“What?” I blinked. For a second, I thought I was imagining Darius right there in front of me but when he didn’t disappear after I blinked, I realized he was standing outside my door. It was a few minutes past twelve. I couldn’t sleep because I was too mad to close my eyes for a minute without thinking of possible ways to not kill Darius.

One day, I’m cuddled in his arms, the next day. I want to kill him. My feelings weren’t static, they were rather different with each day and the worst part was I had to remind myself every time that I hated him. I hate that! It was exhausting but I had to do it.

“Will you promise to always come back to me. Nibbles?” he placed his finger under my chin. He lifted my head a little and brought his face closer.

“Are you drunk?” I muttered.

He smirked. “Can I come in?” He leaned closer to the doorframe The light in the hallway found its way to Darius’ face. He was shining, illuminating, and stunning. What was different about him tonight that made him so palatable? The spot between my legs throbbed and I’m reminded of how he took me in his study. I wanted more of that, my body yearned for his touch and something more. Would it be a sin if I succumbed to the desires of my flesh?

Can a girl eat from the forbidden fruit without ending up hating on herself?

“Do you want me to come in?” He asked again. This time his eyes pierced mine as if he would be able to get the answer through my eyes before my lips gave him the answer he sought

“No!” I lied. It would be better if he left me alone at this minute. Because I can’t promise not to jump him the next minute.

He grinned widely as his eyes slowly went down my body, stopping for a second on my breast while he took a deep breath. I was wearing a white sheer sleepwear that was rather revealing. I hadn’t even thought of that until he did that. When I thought that was all, his eyes landed on my feet and he started back at me.

That was when I became self-conscious. I was st*pidly tapping away at my feet again.

Not again, Angela.

“I don’t care what your feet say, I care more about what your heart and mouth say. Do you want me to come in?”

He asked again. The sincerity didn’t leave his eyes. He looked intoxicated rather than drunk.

make sure he wasn’t doing this

I want to get drunk on is you,” His words sent shivers down my spine. I would be lying if I said

you just call me a thing?” I asked. I swear I didn’t know what next to say.

away from the door, giving him enough space to enter. Darius didn’t waste any time before he walked in. He took me by the shoulder and closed

love the way you

I scoffed. “It’s shampoo,”

spend with you years ago were the best I could ever ask for. You made me a better person, baby. Every day

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only person who understands me. You read through me like an open book and you loved me sincerely despite all of my flaws. Growing up, I never felt like I could be loved by anyone but you did that. You gave me a new belief and that belief

spilling down my eyes. His words brought me close to the edge of a river and Before I could drown, it pulled me out. I didn’t know how much I needed to hear those words

ago, I would’ve

to get into my pants. You’re becoming more poetic,

across his eyes. A pang hit me in the chest and I sucked in air. Why

just want to sleep beside you, that’s all. I just want to hold you while you sleep, we can keep the arrangement till

removed his shirt and his belt like he did the last time. I couldn’t even keep my eyes away from him for a second. I ran my eyes across his top, I didn’t miss out

that and I would go back on my words. He mumbled. He placed a long, heart-searing kiss on my cheek, so close to my lips before he jumped on

I went onto the bed, right where he wanted. He wrapped his arms around me and I rested my head on his other arm. I couldn’t turn my face because if 1 did, our lips would meet. Kissing him was where I drew the

on to the past. My answer was always this; forgiving him will lead me to having hope in him again. That would give him the access to breaking me. Holding on to the past was the only way I

and paint?” He suddenly asked when I thought he

“No”

I replied.

our bodies before he laid his head down