4: DISBELIEF

Juliana let out a deafening moan as Kai’s lips devoured hers. The kiss was fierce, his heart breaking as he pushed her to the edge of the bed, and they both fell on to the sheets, him on top of her. He didn't even take a moment to look at her face or seize the moment as his lips met hers again.

He couldn't. He couldn't look at her. He didn't want to see her face and know that she wasn't Eve. He knew he wouldn't be able to bear it, regardless of the fact that Eve had betrayed him, and broken his heart into a thousand pieces. It was still her. She owned his heart, and everything else.

How could she leave? He still couldn't understand any of it, but it was all he could think about—she was all he was really thinking about, and craving.

His love had turned to hatred that ran deep like a wound, and he buried every bit of that anger and betrayal into every kiss he shared with Juliana, memories of Eve flashing through his mind the whole time, making his blood boil with both rage and raw pain.

Juliana, on the other hand, couldn't care less that he was hurting right now. This was her moment, and it was precious to her. She sank her fingers into his scalp, her tongue slipping between his lips and earning a groan from him that made her ecstatic.

She had waited months for this—to have him, and now it was finally happening. She was so happy that she could almost explode in his arms. This was the best day of her life, a day she would never forget.

This was the worst day of his life, a day he wished he could burn off the calendar. His whole world had come crashing down, and Kai was in so much pain. He felt like he was dying on Juliana’s lips—drowning. A tear slid down his cheek as his finger found its way into her cunt, earning a sharp moan from her lips as he drove his finger deep inside her.

Juliana moaned under his touch, her breath hot against his throat, her body arching for more. But Kai wasn’t really there. Not all of him.

He thrust his fingers in and out of her, the wet sounds of her arousal loud in the quiet room. She whimpered and rocked her hips in rhythm, chasing the pleasure he so easily gave. “Mmm, yes,” she murmured.

But in his mind, there was only Eve, the image of her haunted his mind, and the still unbelievable fact that she left him. The burn of the betrayal smoldered in his chest, and now that fire was spilling into his hands, the thrust of his fingers, his teeth gritted in anger as he touched Juliana.

His cock was painfully hard, standing against his stomach. He didn’t even know if it was from desire or something darker—frustration, betrayal, the aching void Eve had left behind.

He climbed over her, positioning himself at her entrance, and pushed inside with a rough, deliberate thrust. Juliana gasped, her nails raking down his back. “God, Kai—" she moaned, but he didn’t speak. His jaw clenched, every muscle in his body tight. His rhythm was fast, unforgiving, each movement laced with a bitterness he couldn’t shake.

He wanted to forget. Wanted to fuck the memory of Eve out of his bones. But every time Juliana moaned his name, every time her body tightened around him, all he could hear was Eve’s voice in his head, and all the times she said she loved him.

They shifted—Juliana on top now, riding him with abandon. Her cries filled the room, her body desperate for connection. But Kai didn’t meet her eyes. He gripped her hips, driving up into her like he could bury everything he felt deep enough that it wouldn’t crawl back out.

Juliana trembled above him, shaking with pleasure. He flipped her onto her hands and knees, taking her from behind, rougher now, his hands bruising her hips. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, but to Kai it was hollow, empty.

“Fuck, yes,” Juliana screamed, but her voice was background noise to the storm raging in his head.

He closed his eyes as his release built, furious at himself for needing this, for not stopping, for letting anger and grief twist into lust. He yanked out of her, stroking himself as Juliana turned around to watch.

“Cum for me,” she whispered, licking her lips.

He stared at her, his chest heaving, then with a final groan, he came—hot, angry spurts across her stomach and breasts, his body shuddering as the tension snapped.

He collapsed beside her, eyes wide open, breath ragged. Juliana tried to curl against him, but he gently pushed her away and sat up without a word.

He didn’t belong in this bed. Not with her.

“Kai,” she tried, but too late.

He stood, pulled on his robe, and tied it tightly around his waist. The silk clung to his skin like some kind of guilt for having Juliana like that on their matrimonial bed, but then again, she had left him. What was there to feel guilty about? Kai walked out the room, and found himself at the terrace, overlooking the ground of his home.

He felt lost, and confused as to how she could do this, leave them—leave their newly born son. Deep in his heart, he couldn't believe that she was capable of that. Against fact, and deep in his heart he couldn't believe that she would do this.

Why? The question kept pounding in his head, and he knew he would never be able to rest until he had his answer.

“Send for Zane,” he ordered the guard, and a few minutes later, Zane met him at the terrace.

“Kai,” his best friend called, and he turned to him. “Are you okay?” Zane asked, looking concerned.

“How can I be?” He replied, “My whole world has fallen apart,” he croaked.

Zane placed his hand on his shoulder, squeezing it tight. “I’m truly sorry for what she did to you, Kai. But you have me, and it's gonna be okay.”

Kai swallowed hard, nodding his head. “Thanks Zane, but I don't believe that she would do this,” he faced him, holding his gaze.

“But she already did. She's gone, Kai.”

“I know, but I can't believe it. I don't believe it, and even if it's true. I have to know why she would do this. We were so happy together. It doesn't make sense,” he insisted.

Zane clenched his fist, trying not to let his displeasure slip. “So what are you going to do?” He paused, then rephrased. “What do you need me to do?”

“I need you to find her. I want to see her again, I have to see her again.”