Tasting All My Mates

445- So Romantic!

“So they are right about you. You are only here to take revenge on those who helped Thiago suppress you.” I scoffed and shook my head, disappointed with myself because, for a split second, I thought he cared.

“Well, I can’t say they are wrong,” he clicked his tongue, agreeing with the statement. Something told me I didn’t want to sit with him and listen to him talk about how he was going to destroy all the people Thiago cared about. So I did what I thought was the best thing to do. I grabbed my pillow and got up from the couch to walk away. But before I could take a step away, he held my hand and forced me down.

“You know d*mn well you are not included in that list.” He grunted, sounding upset that I doubted him.

“But I am one of those who helped him imprison you,” I said, not buying his lie.

“Enya! You were his love, but you are also my mate. I don’t blame you for not wanting me to take over because you never got to know me. And here tonight, I am telling you this in clear words. I want to know you, and I want you to know me,” he said, drawing his face closer and whispering the words on my face. The genuine feeling of affection I sensed from his fresh breath made me tremble in my skin and look away from him

in hesitation.

“I will never fall for someone who is imprisoning Thiago,” I

commented.

“I don’t care what you think of me. I just know what I feel,” he stubbornly made another statement that compelled me to close my eyes. Thankfully, I had my head turned to the side, or he would have seen me reacting to his words.

“Don’t you have a girlfriend to please?” I then recalled Kellice and decided to bring her

the subject made me roll my eyes at him, “and then I will wake

because I am a monster in your

like to rest now,” I excused myself, standing up and walking towards

heartless monster, Enya. But if I saw you with

stare at the bedroom. He was hinting

I was not used to someone chasing

left him there and walked into the guest room and slept through the night. Weirdly enough, that was the best sleep I

was still living with Lazlo, so to

didn’t know I would once again see him,

I only gave him a nod and pretended to

commented, casually walking in my direction. He stopped

being special,” I commented without thinking too much

and pushed me to the side, “You never stopped being special,” he whispered softly under his breath. I stared at him, watching his black, wrinkled, and open shirt. Nobody offered him clothes last night, so I am assuming he slept in his dress shirt and

seen me eyeing his suit, “I slept naked,” he said and smiled

don’t you?” He then turned to me and

can recreate the same moments as Thiago and me?” I rolled my eyes, sarcastically commenting on his desire to