I Don’t Want You, You Traitor!

Tara Blakewood POV

“Kaiden, what are you doing??”

She asked as if our position didn’t already say everything. I was sure she was his wife, Lara. Something crept over me, wetting my face, ruining my light makeup. My tears!

And him? No reaction. He just stayed in position. He didn’t move closer and straightened his torso after bending slightly to match my height.

I pressed my lips together to stop any sound. I felt suffocated. As always, I wanted to run. But I didn’t take a single step before he pulled me closer…

I tried to push him away, but he was like a mountain.. immovable. I felt hot breaths brush through my hair to my ears, sending shivers and waves of heat across my body.

“Stop moving… I know what I’m doing.”

I had already frozen when his breath brushed my neck and ear. I lifted my head, looking at him through tear-filled eyes… He raised his hand, placing the palm on my cheek.

I had never felt so small. His hand covered my entire face. He placed his thumb under my eye, exactly where my tears ran. His thumb wiped the left side, then the right, leaving nothing behind.

“Kaiden… what are you doing? Don’t ignore me, please, my love.”

I had completely forgotten about her.

“Lara, go to the bathroom.”

I heard him speaking to his wife, holding another woman, wiping her tears, even though she had every right to that. I barely managed to look at her, his hand pressing the back of my head against his chest.

I saw her enter and close the door. I pulled back quickly. I almost suffocated just being in the same room with him.

I tried to move toward the door, but he grabbed my wrist again.

“Where…?”

“My fiancé… I have a meeting with him, and I’m already late.”

“I’ll go.” I said, my eyes fixed on the door, trying not to look at him to avoid trembling or losing my words.

Before I could finish my sentence, no, in the middle of it, I felt him press harder on my wrist. If I tightened more, it would crush me, I was sure.

“Look at me when you speak.”

My body shivered at his harsh tone. It scared me deeply. Like a submissive cat, I turned my head to look at him.

“And is your fiancé more important than me… or rather, more important than your trainer?”

I didn’t understand. Part of my focus was on Lara, his wife, in the bathroom. Another part was on Ethan. I felt I was late.

“What do you mean, Mr. Kaiden?” I answered in a low voice, avoiding eye contact as much as possible.

“Your eyes are on me.” He said in that tone that made me tense. I barely looked at him, just to get him to leave me alone quickly.

“So your fiancé is more important than me…”

My future with my fiancé too? Isn’t marriage, isn’t a man, part of the future…

“So you are the type who thinks…”

His answer… Damn it. Does he have an answer for everything? No, no. What made him say something like that, mocking me?

“What do you mean… I’m not like that.”

I heard something glass breaking, so close I could pinpoint it: the bathroom. And suddenly, Lara returned to my mind. That damn man in front of me makes me forget important things.

I looked at the door, scared, then back at him, hands in his pockets, watching me.

“Mr. Kaiden…”

He didn’t let me finish, cutting me off: “Tara, you can leave.”

I left before he could have her in the bathroom. I didn’t want to hear anything that would send me into a blush attack. Sex is a way for married couples to reconcile, as far as I know, but in the case of cheating… I don’t think so.

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I entered the restaurant with a reservation under Ethan’s name. I was tired of restaurants. He always took me on dates, but I liked change.

I found the table and smiled at him just seeing him flash that square smile. It was the best thing about him, I mean it.

“Our wedding date will be in two months and three weeks instead of six months.”

“Why, Ethan? What difference does it make…” My brows furrowed. He hadn’t mentioned this before, though he had noticed.

He didn’t let me finish.

“Two months is too long for me, Tara. I appreciate everything you’ve been through, but I need you, my love. I can’t wait any longer to share everything with you.”

I looked at him in disbelief. Does he really think that? I barely let him kiss me, and he’s thinking about this. He thinks everything will change once I’m his wife and sleep with him every night.

“Ethan, what are you saying?”

He chuckled lightly at my embarrassment as I turned my face aside. “I’m saying what we’re going to do.”

He didn’t change the subject. I was going to leave.

“I swear, okay, don’t be shy. I won’t talk about this until we do it.”

I was about to pick up the glass of water in front of me and throw it at him, but I stopped. We were in public. If we were alone, I wouldn’t hesitate.

“Did anything happen at Mr. Kaiden’s house?”

How I hate it when he interrogates me like this, especially with that look in his eyes. Now he’s using his doctor side. Damn it. He didn’t find another time but now.

I sighed, answering: “No, Ethan. Nothing happened. I just handed him the papers.”

If Ethan only knew, his wife was probably screaming now, “Divorce me, Kaiden! Damn it… I don’t want you, you traitor!”

That was the best scenario my mind produced among a thousand others: extreme drama, coldness, anger…

“Lie to someone else, Tara.”

“Tell me, what happened?”

I spent the rest of the day with Ethan. The time with him was normal, fine. But I noticed something very strange about him…

As usual, he gave a shallow kiss on my lips without my real consent, but I didn’t show it, trying to go along. He gave two or three kisses and left in his car.