Page 130 of Nemesync
I hate it, and I can’t stop it.
I made my way outside to take some air, I didn’t get to take a breath of fresh air that a big hand enveloped my waist and turned me to face the man who did this.
“Where are you going?”
“Are you fucking joking Elijah? You let her talk to you and flirt with you without even pushing her away!”
He looked confused.
Why was he looking so damn confused? It was clear!
“I did push her away Zanae, do you want me to shoot her if she comes back?”
“No, I don’t want that, just tell her to fuck off.”
“If you want me to kill her, I’ll do it.”
My gaze softened as I understood that he was just so unbothered by her that he just didn’t answer to make her go away, “But you don’t kill women.”
His brows narrowed, as his fingers caressed my arm tracing lazy lines on my skin. “I’d kill myself for you, Zanae.”
Oh.
I shook my head, frustrated. “I hate not being able to punch her.”
He took my hand in his, smiling softly, amused by what I’ve just said. “You’re the one wanting to keep it a secret,Milaya. I don’t care about what they might think. In fact, I want everyone to know you’re mine.”
“But isn’t that bad for you? Fooling around with the Lebanese heiress?”
His lips brushed against mine slowly, planting a small and delicate kiss on my mouth before saying, “I’m not fooling around with you.”
My voice lowered, needy of him, “I hate the idea of anyone else seeing you other than me.”
He smiled. He only smiles for me.
“You’re the only one I see.”
We were alone outside, the cold air surrounding us, but I couldn’t care less if people saw us. “It’s hard, when I catch you looking at me, and not be able to be with you.”
His thumb brushed my lower lip, gently, and I stopped breathing, looking into his eyes, lost and bewitched, “Be with me then,” he begged.
‘I want to, I’m dying to. I’m falling for you. I broke our promise,’I thought to myself. But instead, I said something else, “What if you lose their loyalty, or imagine they’ll start a war to disown you? I don’t want that.”
His hand enveloped mine, as he intertwined our fingers together. His voice was low and brutally honest, “I don’t care Zanae, I’m dying to have my lips on yours every time I look at you, if I have to go to war for that then, fuck it.”
“Don’t tell me you’re having an argument right now,” Niko’s voice echoed around when he approached with a big smile on his face.
I shook my head as Elijah told Niko to leave us alone, but Niko needed him for something. “Can’t, brother. I need you. Kaito is here, and he wants to talk to us.”
Elijah’s jaw clenched. He caressed the skin on top of my hand secretly without Niko seeing it and whispered in my ear, “Let’s go back inside, so I can still look at you,Milaya.”
He wants to look at you Z.
I nodded and followed them inside; I needed a drink, a strong one right now. At the bar, I took my glass of whisky andlooked back at where Elijah and Niko were shaking the hand of an old tattooed Japanese man who scared the shit out of me.
To my discomfort, a blonde interference in high heels caught my eye.Ugh. Ava approached me with a provocative gaze and a fake smile. I might need another drink to deal with her, or else I’m going to eat her alive.
“The heiress herself. You know you’re just some kind of amusing challenge for him, nothing more,” she spat, her tone dripping with condescension.
