SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 126

- ASAMI -

“You never really knew when to back off, did you?” Killian asks, leaning his back against a wall, facing forward. I’m standing at a far distance, watching him from the side.

“And break the heart of your little princess? That won’t be very nice now, would it?”

He flashes me a stare and a squeak escapes my lips. I immediately maintain my composure. Killian smirks and that makes me frown.

“You know,” I say, keeping my tone confident. “I took your threats literally. Thought about it too but then the loop hole started to dangle right in my face.” He watches me carefully as I pace in the room, by his side. I stop walking and stand in front of him. “As long as she’s with me, everything you say is a bluff.” Killian’s brow raises. “Unless you’d rather scare her away from you.” I look him straight in the eye. “That’s not what you want now, is it?” With a suppressed tone, my lips mask a smirk. Exactly. He is not ready to reveal his identity to her and that has become very advantageous.

His subtle chuckle makes my heart skip a beat. Killian pulls himself off the wall and walks to me. Our height difference and size difference becomes overly alarming. He puts a hand on my hair and shuffles, roughening it. “Don’t think too much, little fox.”

Huh?

Am I safe? Yesterday he went all psycho on me and today he’s being. . . Not mean? I don’t even know what to respond to that. He’s not supposed to be calm. It goes against every law in the universe. I raise a brow as he carefully takes his hand off my hair. “Believe it or not, I need you alive. For now.”

Tch. Yeah, right. I roll my eyes as he retreats back.

“Killian-“ I call swiftly before he leaves. He turns to face me, eyes warm with his lips pressed in a line. He doesn’t have the usual irritated look on his face. “It’s nothing, never mind.” I say. I wanted to alert him about Owen but I guess now is not the right time? Or I’d rather let him know about it himself. Whoever gets involved in Killian’s life is not my problem aside from the ones he builds a bond with.

I notice him shrug his shoulders subtly as he heads up the stairs. I don’t know what to say or do. He leaves me clueless. I find it so aggravating that he’s the only one who can leave me feeling terrified, confused, angry, sad and annoyed at the same time. Yet sometimes happy.

I sigh. I don’t even know if I’m relieved or not. I have a long few minutes or hours to spend with the one brat I hate with every bone in my body and there’s no escaping it. My day just got worse.

- KILLIAN -

Why I’m acting so calm? Because if I don’t, I’d let myself drown in the need to kill which I’m trying to avoid. I’m saving all my hate for someone and that person will get it all because it will be well deserved.

I stand in front of the door leading to my pleasure room. My hand raids my pocket to get the key. I dip it in the key hole. The gentle click as the door unlocks resonates in my eyes, causing me to sigh. I bend the door knob and push the door open slowly, the subtle creaks evolving from the door has my jaw tightening. The urge to clap someone’s face hard between a door is heightened.

Apart from my mission, going home would be very relaxing. Not only do I get to do what I’ve always wanted for so long, but I get to leave this facade behind and spend some time with Hazel and my family. I’m actually looking forward to it and I barely look forward to anything of this sort. Weird.

My body falls flat on the bed as I stare into the ceiling. I came in here to think. No one in their right state of mind would assume me to be here by this time of the day and I just needed to get my head off the fact that Asami is roaming around freely downstairs in my home. The more I let myself dwell on that, the angrier I get and I need to keep my thoughts together to avoid getting more stressed than I already am. It would be very messy if I act without a clear mind. I’ve done that before and it’s not something I’m proud of.

“Need to blow off some steam?” A feminine voice breaks my reverie and I avert my gaze to the door. Walking inside is Hazel. She has an overly huge robe on which is clearly three times her size and despite it being tied by her stomach, it gives me a good view of her form underneath. She’s naked.

A grin forms on my face. “Your friend’s downstairs?” I ask, resting back on my bed. Hazel crawls over me, allowing minimum touch as her body prodes over mine.

“She’s gone. Got an urgent call.”

I use a lazy hand to pull her to me. Her body collapses on mine. “Good. Would hate to keep someone waiting for an insufferable amount of time.”

“Oh really?” Hazel asks, keeping her tone low. Even I can tell that it’s not actually a question.

“When you’re dressed like this,” my breath halts for a second. “I’m afraid so.” Coming to my pleasure room provocatively dressed only makes me want to do things to her. Very nasty things.

A giggle trails in my ears as she raises herself off my body and gently retracts backwards. I watch her carefully, giving her my full attention. The robe comes falling down. My eyes widens as I soak in her presence in a wet, chiffon sleeveless dress which glues her naked body, outlining her perfect figure and every beautiful body part. “Remember when you left me that night, needy and frustrated?” I raise a brow, wondering where she’s headed.

“Yes.” The words struggled to leave my lips. It’s hard to speak when she looks this breathtaking without any effort.

“Consider this payback.” My brow raises at the grin forming on her face. “Stay still, I have some tricks up my sleeve.”

I listen to her, keeping my eyes on her all the while I laid in one place. Hazel walks to the end of my room and emerges with cuffs. Both wrist and ankle cuffs. She has a whip tucked between her teeth. “If you don’t want to get punished, you’d do as I say, understood?”

I stare at her in amusement, impressed.

“Yes, doll.”

She flashes me a half grin. I feel my feet get restrained in the cuffs as she kneels. How often can I say I love this woman more than I already have?