Artificial Mates - Chapter 66

Can we address the elephant in the room? Please? Not that I’m complaining or shit…Well, I am. The tension is killing me. Couldn’t we like, go back to the flirt and not embark on whatever adrenaline trip we are heading. Not that I was ok with the threesome thing. Somehow it felt better than whatever the hell this is. As cringy as it was. I like it better than whatever this pre-war tension, right now.

“Liliane, the food is ready,” shouted Grant from behind the door of the bathroom. I sunk against the solid surface pleading to wake up. It must be a very bad dream. Gone was the caring Grant and the protective Demos. The betrayal was too much. How could I ever trust them again? The worst was how casual Grant acted like it was nothing.

“Liliane, it will get cold. Nicolai said Kobe beef is Adrien’s favorite. I’m not sure it’s counts as breakfast, though,” said Grant in a jolly voice. I took a deep breath and went to the living room. Demos greeted me with a shy smile. I couldn’t stop thinking about the bloody beast. His image was forever ruined.

The food was on a plate in the living room. Mouthwatering aroma rose to my nostrils. My stomach groaned in anticipation. However, I didn’t go for the bribe right away. This was definitely a trap.

I was angry at them. Very angry.

I felt that all this time we’ve spent together was a lie.

-Liliane, we are sorry.

I shoved Demos’ pleading voice at the back of my mind. How dare he use the link, when all they did was lying and hiding stuff from me. I took another deep breath.

Grant stood next to the coffee table waiting for me to eat and Demos did the same. Both turned and nodded at each other. Again with the scheming. It hurts so bad much to know they are not honest. Please, stop it. I felt the gap inside my chest throbbing. It hurts too much. Why are you doing this to me? I thought you loved me?

-I do, said Demos in a tiny voice.

“Then why don’t you speak up?” I snapped at Demos. They both eyed me for a moment. Grant turned towards me, his face drained from all sympathy. I shivered at the sight.

“Liliane, you’re being unreasonable,” he said flatly.

“I can’t trust you. Both are you…scares me. You say you love me but I don’t know what is going on?” I waved my hands.

“It’s understandable, with everything that happened recently,” Grant paused and shook his head. His voice was dry and detached. “Right now, we have other priorities than your personal drama,” I gasped like slapped across the face. My what? My drama?

“We were supposed to be a couple…partners…mates. But-but we don’t have intimacy,” I was on the verge of tears. Demos frowned at me.

“You were the one who told us you were scared and we should take it slow,” he added. Right, I knew that. Still, why did they just shoved me to the side?

-We can’t keep on talking, we have to deal with the new element.

It broke my heart to see Grant acting so coldly. I sunk in the couch away from the food. Maybe, I did something wrong. Perhaps this was all my fault. I did lie to them, I never mention Lyla and tried to deal with the nasty bullies at work on my own. I didn’t think it was necessary to talk about the bad things. All I wanted was to come home to my smiling lovers, where they would treat me like a princess and shower me with love. Did I put enough effort into that relationship? Where did it go wrong? Where did I go wrong?