Semua Bab My Pretty Dirty Kitten : Bab 1 - Bab 5

Gianna God no. It couldn’t be him, right? I slowly unclasped my hands from his waist, pulling away as if that would make this a nightmare and not reality. "Who... what?" I stammered, my voice trembling. He turned to face me, the soft glow of the streetlight outside casting shadows on his face. My knees gave out and I fell to them, the cold pavement pressing against my skin. What was he doing here? "Why are you here?" My voice cracked despite my best effort to sound strong. "I came to see my best friend. Why else would I be here, kitten?" The nickname cut through me. Five years. Five years of silence. No calls, no texts, not even a goodbye. I swallowed back a sob. "He's not here, so why are you here?" A small smile tugged at his lips. "I did plan to leave, but he convinced me to stay with you. Said something about a rebellious phase and that I’m the only one who gets you." I stepped back instinctively. My heart raced. Dmitry Orlov. My first and only love. The man wh

Gianna I glared at him so hard my eyes nearly fell out of my skull. He was really doing it. He was actually trying to use my brother’s situation as leverage, and if anyone else failed to see it, I sure as hell didn’t. "No." The word slipped out before I could think it through. I laced my fingers with Kevin’s, even though I had no clue what I was doing or why it made sense. All I knew was that I was done. Done with the games. Done with Dim walking in after years and acting like my life was his to rearrange. His expression didn’t even twitch. “Sure thing, you can leave with him. At least I know I tried.” He pulled out his phone like none of this mattered. Kevin leaned in from behind me, his breath brushing my ear. “You can stay with me tonight and head home in the morning.” I nodded automatically, but my mind wasn’t on him, or anything he was offering. My chest hurt at how easily Dmitry dismissed me. Why did it bother me this much? What was wrong with me? I didn’t want to leave w