All Chapters of Resisting My Ex-Bully: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

JOSIEThe rest of our dinner passed in awkward silence, with me playing the awkward part and Killian being unbearably silent. I tried to focus on my ravioli, ignoring Killian's heated stare. I gave up on eating halfway and decided to drink instead. Was this his new form of torture? If it was, he deserved to be applauded for his unique cunningness.We exchanged a few, rather meaningless, words on the way back to the penthouse, but just like in the restaurant, the words were not important; it was everything else around us that mattered.I could hardly breathe as we entered the elevator car and headed to the top floor. Killian's eyes kept tracing my face, my clothes, my silhouette... Heart pounded in my chest, and my hands began to sweat. I tried to think about anything other than him standing so close to me. I refused to acknowledge how perfectly his suit embraced his broad shoulders or how the fabric of his shirt clung to his well-formed pectoral muscles. I forced myself to ignore his

Surprisingly, I was able to get some sleep. Killian's kiss must have burned some circuits in my brain, and my system generously decided to shut down. Certainly, as soon as I regained my awareness in the morning—or rather, merely a few hours later—restlessness was up and ready to swallow me whole.I knew that our morning was bound to be the very definition of awkwardness. We couldn't pretend that nothing had happened. Some boundaries had been crossed, and I had yet to figure out how to cope with this new situation. I also might have had some explaining to do. The problem was that I had no idea what arguments I should use.There were no feelings between Killian and me. We certainly were on the road to something, but that path was rather straight and had a large sign “fuck buddy” at the end of it. For now, I could see no roundabouts or crossroads to turn elsewhere.I envied Killian his unrestrained honesty. He was confident. He knew what he wanted, and he was not afraid to reach for it. M

I inhaled slowly, analyzing Tony's words. I had never met Adeline and Maxwell Blair, but I heard about them. Killian's father had been known for his uncompromising approach to business. I heard he was ruthless and sometimes cruel, mercilessly taking over smaller companies to build his empire.As for Killian's mother, I hadn't even known her name until I signed the contract with Killian and did a little research on the Blair family. Later, I found a few magazine photos taken at luxurious galas where she stood proudly beside her husband. Adeline was a glamorous woman, an ageless beauty, with her lips always forming a faint, mysterious smile.“Is Maxwell Blair as terrifying as they say?” I asked.Tony chuckled. “Yes… and no. Killian's father loathes stupidity and loves smart people, but above all, he despises those who lack ambition and are lazy. Guess he'll appreciate your choice to work at Blair Digital even though you could have simply been Killian's girlfriend and used his money.”I

I envied all those people who treated stress like the best diet ever. I heard legends about miraculously shrunken stomachs and the inability to swallow anything at all, but I was almost certain that kind of thing would never happen to me.Unsurprisingly, as soon as Killian mentioned visiting his terrifying parents, my stomach decided it was time to eat. Trying to choose my poison wisely, I bought a lot of rice cakes and low-fat cookies to have any form of control over my stress eating. Still, I ended up consuming enough to be sincerely worried if the dress Killian and Theresa chose for me would fit.“Relax.” Theresa chuckled, examining my pale face. “Killian's parents are not going to kill you. They may try to intimidate you, but remember that your task is to make your relationship believable. They don't have to like you to believe you and Killian are together.”She was right, although a small, foolish part of me wanted them to like me. Why? I told myself that I didn't want to make ei

My heart hammered as Killian and I followed Adeline to her study. She walked a few steps in front of us. Her wavy ginger hair fell from side to side as she confidently strode through the long corridor in her four-inch heels. Her black fitted dress hugged her every curve, emphasizing her beauty and elegance. I wished I could have a mere percentage of that gracefulness at her age… Or, rather, I wouldn't mind having a sliver of it right now. That woman oozed power while I rattled with each step I took. Had I made a mistake by agreeing to talk to her? I would soon find out.I drew a shaky breath. Killian was supposed to be the one who talked. I was supposed to be the one who listened, smiled, and nodded. Now it looked like I would be forced to tell Adeline our story myself—the story I had yet to figure out.I glanced at my fake boyfriend and instantly felt the rage vibrating from his body. His jaw was clenched, his eyes fixed on his mother's back. He resembled a tiger seconds before attac