Avery’s pov

His words brushed against me in a cold taunting way. They’re filled with mocking and hostility, not welcoming at all. But despite that, I stepped foot into the room, aimlessly looking around.

Now that Xade was no longer here, the room felt cold and unwelcoming, empty.

“Where is it?” I asked. I had the necklace on the night I slept with Xade for the first-time, I never realized it was gone. Perhaps I had been so busy and caught up in my feelings that nothing else mattered.

Kyan replied dryly. “Look-for-it yourself.” I heard the door click t and I stiffen. I didn’t want to show him that I was scared or anxious.

I frowned, turning to face him. “Is it even here or is this some kind of sick joke to get me alone so you can call me a whore again?”

His cold dead eyes cast me with taunting look as he sneered, folding his arms and leaning against the door. “Well aren’t you a whore? Did I lie?”

I flinched, my brows furrowing even more into a frown. “You’re so full of shit Kyan. Calling me a whore when you were cheating on me during the entire relationship with Cora.”

He didn’t look surprised that I knew, only looked bored. He must have figured I overheard them speaking. I shook my head in disgust. “It’s fine though, I guess we can call it even and move on with our lives. It was best things ended the way it did or I would be fooling myself to think I actually like someone as vile as you.”

hard. The closet door. I gasped, flinching when his palms hit the

me and the mere heat radiating off his body felt like painful

a scary color of fury. I pushed closer to the door, wanting to merge my

must look pitiful to him. My soul stirs uneasily when he takes a lick of my hair and twirls it

backbone Avery. Don’t let him walk all over

lift my and to his chest and pushed. He’s surprised and stumbles

brows raise to his hairline. “Even got a bit

gth,” he snorted..

insulted by you or care what

spat. “Coming here was

my eyes to his line of

I would not have to spend anymore time here. I rush to it and bend over to retrieve the necklace. As my fingers wrap around the thin gold rings. something pressed on

not a single emotion as guilt on his face. “What

more. prominent. “You can give it

my throat and I thought I’d soon have a heart

“Do you think it’s any fair you whore?” My feet felt like they were

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