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The air around us hovered with tension and I could feel that my room was getting colder by the seconds. His unmatched eyes widened, and he dropped his hand and said, "I . . . I won't touch you." He looked over me and said, "If that's what you want."

Without hesitation, I said in a clipped voice, "Yes."

I hugged my arms, looking at my journal, and closed it, ignoring Ethan's burning stare on my face.

“Talk to me, Bella.”

"Can you leave? I don't want you here. Near me, Ethan. I want to be alone. Leave me alone!" I squeezed my eyes shut and clenched my palms in fists, my knuckles turning white. I lay down on my bed when I heard him stand up.

I hid my face under the blanket when burning tears stung my eyes. I didn’t want him to see me like this. I grumbled, "Go away, Ethan."

I knew he didn't leave even after I had stopped my silent crying. I knew he stayed there listening to my sniffles and my poor attempt to hide that I wasn't crying. I knew he laid a mattress beside my bed on the floor and slept there. Even though I told him to go away, hestayed.

Twenty Eight

My Queen and Her Throne

Ethan

Iwas in deep slumber when I felt a thick blanket tucked over my body and Kiara snuggling beside me. I smiled lazily and pulled her closer.

She kissed my cheek and muttered, "I am sorry."

I kissed her forehead, breathing in her coconut scent and sighed, running my hand through her soft hair. "It's all right. You can tell me whenever you're ready." My voice was husky as I was still sleepy, but I felt her smile against my chest and that was enough for both of us to sleep contently.

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Later that day, Kiara was back to being normal and to 'apologizing' for her last night’s freak-out because of her hormones, as she put it. She offered me to take me on a movie date, which was more than nice. We came back home hand in hand and had dinner with Mr. Vijay, her father, because he wanted to have dinner with his daughter’s boyfriend. I was so proud of myself for dating her when she introduced me to him as her boyfriend. Even though he had given me ‘The Talk’ when we were eleven about never even thinking about hurting her or he’d use the sword given by his grandfather, I was grinning from ear to ear when he shook my hand and told me to take care of her.

Halloween passed with me and Kiara as Joker and Harley Quinn because she adored both of them and I agreed mainly because of two reasons: a) who doesn't love Harley Quinn?; b) I wanted to see Kiara in black mini shorts with fishnet stockings and a tight white tank top. It was needless to say that we left the party early and had mind-blowing roleplay sex.

November was serious because all of us were preparing for our exams and writing essays for universities. I, Kiara, and Rio were going to NYU with four other universities as our backup. Katherine would be joining the same university while Volt would go to Japan to pursue his dream to become a famous Mangaka. We were all more than happy for him. I couldn't believe we would stop seeing each other after a few months.

Annual examinations, graduation, and prom were near. Only one month and we would be considered as freshmen for our uni.

I was on my bed, shirtless and in gray sweatpants because I had just woken up from my nap. It was half-past ten at night and I looked around to see Kiara was missing.

"Kia!" I called, sitting up straighter, and ran a hand through my bed hair.

"I'm in the kitchen!" I heard her muffled voice reply and I nodded to myself, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

Looking down at my chest, I found two hickeys on each pec and the other two around my abs. I smirked, touching it and remembered this morning. My girlfriend was such a kinky, little woman.

I am so damn lucky.

Still sitting on the bed, I organized our study notes for Biology and kept them on the nightstand. My eyes flitted to her black journal, which was at the edge of my bed. I was curious to know what she wrote in it and she told me she’d give it to me when the time was right. It was surprising to know that she didn't give it to me even though I traded endless orgasms for it. So, I figured it must be something important. And I didn't want to break her trust, so I laid it there, averting my eyes to something else before I opened it.

When I saw the door of my room creak open, I demanded, "Finally! Come here." My eyes roved over her tiny, little body in my T-shirt. It ended on her knees but still accentuated her curves when she walked toward me with a bottle of water.

"Missed me?" she purred sultrily, making my insides shudder in delight, and my dick stirred in my sweats for her attention.

I glared at her through my lashes and, holding her from her waist, I forced her to sit on my lap. She chuckled, tapping my nose with her finger and making me scrunch my face in return.

Kiara was sitting sideways and my hands lazily brushed on her bare legs, making her skin tingle with goose bumps. I hummed, sliding her hair away as I breathed in her scent and kissed her neck. She bit back a moan when I let my teeth sink down on the sweet spot, my tongue swirling over the bite while my warm mouth sucked onto her skin. I smirked when a low gasp of pleasure escaped her lips while I crafted a hickey on her skin. I groaned when her hands ran through my hair, making my arms tighten around her small frame.

I lifted my head to admire the crimson hickey and licked my lips when I tugged the T-shirt lower to see it properly. Her skin flushed under my scorching gaze. I gently brushed my thumb over it and pulled away when she winced slightly at the burn. She looked at it awkwardly and frowned.

"You did this so we could match?"

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