Chapter 36
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Kylian went silent as he twisted and shifted our body, pulling me beneath him in the bathtub, giving me a vision of his wet body with injuries that were now starting to heal, explaining how he could be so strong again.
He positioned himself with his arms on my side and his body on top of me, completely caging me.
"Do you really think you can leave me that easily?" he asked in a husky voice.
"What are you doing? You've gone mad!" I uttered and struggled to get out of the tub, but he didn't let me win.
His eyes turned sharp, and lust filled his eyes. Before I knew it, my clothes were already shredded to pieces, and he held my hands clamped on the edge of the tub with his face only an inch away from me.
He hand me completely restricted.
"You better start going back to me."
I huffed at his words. Where the hell was he getting all the confidence and audacity?
Kylian took a deep breath and closed his eyes as he whiffed my scent. Leaning down, his breath fanned onto my ears. "Do you have any idea what the Lycan Prince will do to you? Once he gets bored, he'll abandon you and might even kill you!"
"Jackson won't ever hurt me just like I won't hurt him!" I shouted almost instantly, anger radiating in me.
How dare he say such a thing about my brother? Jackson's not a savage person. Yes, he could be cold and distant, but he'd never kill without reason or for fun.
I knew my brother. If he ever really fell in love with an Omega, he'd never hurt his lover for reputation or status. He's not like Kylian. My brother wasn't like that. He has dignity and principle. He'd never stomp so low like that, and we were brought up by our parents to be better than that.
However, my defending Jackson probably triggered him further because the fire in his eyes intensified, and so did the pressure he had in my hands.
"You don't know him enough! The royal family are always cruel and ruthless!" he commented in pursed lips.
I couldn't help but laugh with bitterness. Looking straight into his eyes, I said almost too calmly with an ironic smile, "You're the most ruthless one."
It's been years, and only now did I manage to spit out those words that I've kept deep in my heart, so much so that I couldn't help but let out all my pain and sadness radiate with those words.
Four years! For four years, I kept all my grievances in my heart. Kylian hurt me over and over again, and yet here he was, wanting me to stay with him and continue being his Luna, who was only seen as a weak Omega whose dignity was something everyone could easily trample on.
He didn't care when everyone tortured me before, so how could he think I'd believe him now?
Despite every pain he gave me, I risked my brother getting hurt and being angry at me. I risked my identity being exposed, all just so I could save him, and for what cost? Being insulted?
He really never failed to disappoint me. He never cared about my feelings. Because if he did, he wouldn't be here pressing me down in the water with a naked body while forcing me to come back to the hell I was in before.
Was this a way of getting back to me? Of redeeming me? Because it's nothing but disgusting!
If it's his way of reconciling, he miserably fails at it.
"As long as you leave him, I'll trade the entire world for you." Staring down at me, he solemnly added, "Just stay with me, and I'll give you everything you want."
His eyes and face became less intense as he stared at me pleadingly. His hold also became less forceful and gentler as he leaned closer to me, letting me feel his warmth.
"Please…" he begged, whispering onto my skin. "Don't leave me, Della. Let's forget the past."
His eyes shook. "My world will collapse without you. I love you."
I kept staring at him without uttering a word. What could I say? Should I believe him? And then what? Will he hurt me again?
It would only be an endless cycle of pain.
He raised his hand and caressed my cheek. Staring into my eyes, he asked, "Please? Can you bear to see my world turn into ruins? I need you, Della. I need my wife… My Luna."
I could feel his heavy breathing as his chest collided with him with how intense his chest was rising and falling with his breathing. And his eyes… it's glistening with begging with the corner filling with withholding tears.
He pulled his guard down a bit, letting me see his vulnerable side, and like a fool, my heart started beating uncontrollably, almost trying to beat out of my chest from the excitement brought by his words.
Words that I wasn't how sincere.
Electricity like current radiated on every nerve of mine, and butterflies went crazy in my stomach as I heard him say all those words. It's like this every single time. No matter how much he ended up hurting me, one look from him and I'll go all soft.
But that's wrong! I knew that! I knew that, and yet… it's still so hard to resist him.
In fear I'd go soft again and subdue him, I looked away from him and closed my eyes. But it only made me swallow in desire as I felt his heavy and warm breath fanning against my neck.
Desires and lust aroused all over me, and his hands that were holding me started to burn through my skin in a pleasurable way.
Damn!
I silently cursed as I tried to surprise my feelings. Swallowing, I replied with pursed lips, "You can't do this. You will only hurt everyone. Just sign the divorce papers and take Flora back."
I kept my eyes closed while waiting for his reply, but it never came.
What I heard next, though, made my breathing stop and brought unwanted excitement within me.
Was that the sound of his zipper opening?
