Bites & Addiction - Chapter 40：Keep your fake feelings away from me

When I woke up, I found myself on an empty bed that didn’t appear as if it was broken since last night. I peeped at my surrounding finally figuring out that I was in a Jet. The same Jet.

But where are we heading now? I don’t remember having any  conversation about going back that soon. Anyway, I thoroughly enjoyed our trip even though it was just few days at some private beach, but it was a bliss. I liked the place. No noises except ear pleasing sound of waves. It was amazing.

I slipped off the bed, and before heading to the cabin where I could find Roman I’d brushed my teeth and combed my hair but didn’t take off the shirt I’d been wearing.

“Here you are.” I gave him a soft kiss on his lips before taking my seat in front of him. “You didn’t tell me we’re going back.”

“I’m full of surprises.” He smirked, folding the newspaper neatly and placing aside on the table.

I narrowed my eyes at him and plastered a tight smile, “I think the correct phrase is ‘full of shit’.”

“Oooh, daddy’s little princess can curse.” He amused. Rolling my eyes, I picked some french fries and shoved into my mouth that made me gain a chuckle from him.

In the meantime, his phone rang and he attended the call. I made myself busy in french fries, although my ears were on him.

“What does doctors said? Is she recovering?” He asked to the person on the call.

“Yeah, I’ll go straight to see her.”

Who’s she? And who the hell he is talking to? Does that ‘she’ is the reason why we have to left the trip that soon?

It didn’t felt right, the way he was talking on the phone about that ‘she’. I saw somewhat concern in his eyes as if the person he was talking about was important to him. If Freya or Mom was having some health problems then he must’ve tell me first about that. If ‘she’ wasn’t one of them then who was ‘she’?

“Yeah, Thanks, Man.”

“Is there anything you want to tell me?” I asked as soon as he hung the call.

He looked away running his hand through his hair, hiding his mismatch eyes. I knew that look, his mismatched eyes were looking like the eyes of a criminal standing in a dock, ready to confess his offences.

His troubled gaze returned to me, and taking a deep breath he responded, “This morning Clarence called me, he said someone brutally attacked Adele. Luckily, she survived and right now she’s in a hospital. That’s why we’re leaving for Bucharest.”

“You’re still into her.” I breathe, holding back the tears that were threatening to escape. I didn’t know why I was getting so emotional. It wasn’t a big deal right?

He canceled our honeymoon because of his ex-mistress. “You just ruined our honeymoon because of your mistress.” I snarled, anger building up inside of me.

“She needs my help.” He said sternly. Their wasn’t any kind of hint of emotion on his face as if he didn’t want to argue with me.

“What kind of help? A train in her tunnel?” I gritted out, and his jaw clenched. “Your whore must’ve been in hospital because she isn’t getting your dick these days.”

And that made him boil in anger as he stood up, “Shut up. She isn’t a whore. She helped me to get through the horrible time of my life doesn’t mean she’s a whore.” He argued. He’s arguing with me for a maid. Why’s she important to him? Since how long he’s been fucking her? Has he been sleeping with her after we had sex?

“Have you been sleeping with her after we had sex?” I asked, tears shimmering in my eyes.

“No.” He said softly, “How can you even think that low of me. The last time I slept with her was when you saw us in my study.” Thank god my doubt was wrong, because if he’d been sleeping with her then I’d cut his dick and staple it to his head.

This isn’t enough for me. I want to know more about their relationship. Why she’s important to him? How does she helped him to get through his horrible time?

“Since how long you know her?” I asked.

He silently sat back on his seat before sighing, “When I was 14, there was an old maid in our mansion. Adele used to come with her. I’ve already told you that mom wouldn’t let me step out of the mansion. That’s why I haven’t had much friends except Adele. She was there for me to fulfill my needs.”

“You mean to offer you her blood?” I asked dumbly.

There was a long pregnant silence before he opened his mouth and responded, “Not just blood, but also her body.”

My heart squeezed suddenly inside of my chest. He didn’t just fuck her four or five times, he fucked her for ten years. Ten years are so long for starting feelings for someone. Does he really love me or it was actually an act all this time? What if he just wanted to get into my pants? That’s what he wanted from starting. He married me because of consummation, there wasn’t any hard feelings in his heart towards me. He just wanted to fuck me, that’s all.

“What are you talking about?” He stood up and about to came to me when I also stood up and crossed my arms against my chest.

“I guess things were just going too well for me, but now I’ve realised that it was all an act that you put up so you could get into my pants.” I snapped, blinking the tears away from my eyes.

Suddenly, something flickered in his eyes. He seemed hurt and angry at the same time. “I know that I’m fucked up, but every single moment I’ve spend with you, my feelings were true all the time. So please, don’t doubt my feelings just because I’ve a bitter past.” He tried to reach for my hand but I stepped back.

“Keep your fake feelings away from me.” I yelled, moving away from him. He tried to reach for me again but I held my palm in front of him. “Don’t you fucking dare to touch me again.”

“I can’t, baby.” He said softly, taking a short step towards me. His soft and tender voice caused my heart to skip a beat. “I can’t stay away from you. Not when I love you.”

Did he just confess he loves me or he’s acting so I won’t go away from him. I think the latter is the truth. He’s again putting up a lie.

“That’s what you’re perfect in,” I told him curtly. “Forcing people in a relationship without their will.” Ignoring his pleading eyes, I turned around but suddenly my brain started spinning around as I felt dizzy. I grabbed a seat to compose myself as I stumbled back, and then a pair of arms slid around my waist.

“Flora, you okay?” I heard Roman’s concerned voice before my vision got blurred.

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