Lahat ng Kabanata ng It Kills Me: A Forbidden Dark Romance: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

“And I didn’t hear from him again. Like he forgot about me…” An apology from him wasn’t enough. A declaration of his fidelity wasn’t enough, even though I believed he would keep that promise. “I know this makes me sound like a stupid woman, but I believe he wouldn’t hurt me again. He told me he loves me, and I believe him. But it’s just not enough.” I reached for the linen and dabbed my face, wiping the old tears from my cheeks.He was still as a statue, visibly uncomfortable, his jaw clenched slightly.Ashamed of my weakness, I looked between the partially open blinds over the window and stared at the lights that peeked through. If I could erase the last five minutes of the conversation, I would. But it was done.After a long pause, he broke the silence. “I didn’t know you felt that way.”I slowly turned back to him. “We don’t really talk about this sort of thing.”His eyes lifted to meet mine. “His past doesn’t bother you? I think that’s a bigger issue than the infidelity.”“It’s no

She didn’t look at my bare chest, her eyes glued to mine.I glanced at her bag on the table. The top was closed, so I couldn’t see the contents inside. My eyes flicked back to hers, desperate to know the reason for her visit. If she wanted me back, I expected a different reception than this guarded one. If she wanted a divorce, she could just mail the papers.She broke eye contact first, her breaths so elevated that her chest visibly rose and fell. She looked at the fire for a few seconds before she found the strength to look at me again. But no words were forthcoming.I didn’t want to speak first. I wanted to know what she wanted before I made an idiot out of myself.But she still didn’t talk.“If you have something to say, you should say it. Otherwise, I’m going to kiss you. I’m going to kiss you and make love to you. I’m going to make love to you and tie you up so you can’t leave me again.”Her gaze flicked away, and the firelight reflected off the tears in her eyes. She took a dee

AxelI walked into the restaurant and found Theo sitting alone at a table. It was his place because he preferred to pay himself rather than pay someone else. I moved between the tables and sat in the chair across from him. A glass of scotch was already waiting for me.I picked it up and took a drink. “Better than pussy.”Theo gave a shrug. “Depends on the pussy.”“I’ve never had any that compares to this.”“Really?” he asked, cocking his head slightly.I took another drink. “Nope.”“Seem to be in good spirits.”“Why wouldn’t I be?”“I figured the rage would have worn off by now.”I grabbed the menu and took a look. “What’s the news on the Colombians?”Theo took a drink. “Want to meet us on Tuesday.”“Good.” Business had halted, and the ramifications were painful. Our profits were squeezed because we ate the costs so we wouldn’t have to drop our workers. If we did, the whole system would collapse. I turned the menu over and continued to look.Theo glanced down before he looked at me ag

ScarlettI sat in the armchair in the living room, a warm cup of coffee on the end table beside me. It was afternoon, the sunlight coming through the open curtains and flooding the room with the first warmth I’d felt since the beginning of fall. I wasn’t sure how long I sat there. Didn’t bother to take a sip of my coffee.I somehow felt worse now than I had when I’d watched Axel walk into that restaurant with Cassandra.Didn’t think that was possible.I left him, so a clean break was what I should want, but I felt like I’d made the biggest mistake of my life. The man of my dreams had been at my fingertips, but now he was out of reach. The loss was so inconsolable I wasn’t sure why I’d left in the first place. I felt guilty, like I’d made the wrong decision, like I was in the wrong.A knock sounded on my door.My eyes immediately flicked to the door and stared at the wood, taking a moment to realize that someone wanted to speak to me. It wasn’t Axel. He hadn’t come to my doorstep to ap

He heaved as he caught up to me, bent slightly at the waist because the stairs took a toll on him. It took him seconds to form words, like he hadn’t gotten that much exercise in decades, even though he walked up those stairs every single day.“Does he?” I repeated, afraid of the answer.His hands went to his hips, and he stopped in front of me. “Yes.”A sledgehammer hit me right in the chest, breaking all my ribs and then smashing my heart. I didn’t know I could be so heartbroken and so nauseous at the same time, but I was about to vomit on the rug.Aldo lowered his voice. “Come on, let’s go.”Just as I took a step away, the door opened.There Axel stood, in nothing but his sweatpants, both beautiful and terrifying. His blue eyes were cold like the Arctic Circle, and that harsh stare seemed to be permanently reserved for me. He regarded me as his enemy, not his friend, not his wife. It was like he hated me. “What do you want?”All I could picture was another blonde in his bed, a woman