Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Chapter 0289

I couldn't let Nicholas know that I got hurt. The last thing I wanted v for him to be informed of my situation. Otherwise, he would patronize.. by saying nonsense like, "I knew it'd end up this way." "If you don't want to talk, then don't. Do you think I care to listen?"

As Nicholas lost interest, his grip around my ankle was no longer seductive. Instead, it was replaced by sheer pain. But physical pain was easier to bear than heartache.

He was always like this. Saying vague things to make me soften up, yet resorting to force when that didn't work. But no matter what he did, were his actions genuine at all?

I couldn't afford to invest any more feelings in him because I had already given too much-so much that thinking about it hurt. So, there was no way I'd be led by his games anymore.

He could act up all he wanted, but I wouldn't let him lay a finger on me.

Flashing him a defiant smile, I slowly withdrew my legs. Once I found my shoes on the ground and slipped them on, I felt a bit more secure.

"It's fine. I know Pete wouldn't have sex with you," Nicholas whispered, almost as if speaking to himself rather than to me.

hands to himself and kept flirting with me, he respected me. Even when he joked about wanting to sleep with me,

not that I trust

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this notion alone sounded

in thought. But in the next moment, he suddenly had me in his arms. Right in front of his fiancée's house, he

air, mixed with his

I snapped bac my senses and realized he was actually going to go all the way

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lifting his head, and his fingers threaded between mine, slowly

through me. "Nicholas,

me. "And what if I do?

swallowed hard

leave something inside you so you have