Page 33 of Jealousy Jealousy


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“You need to get your head checked,” I spat. I turned away and ran my hand through my hair, pacing the floor in front of her.

“I know.”

I laughed. “Yeah, you do, don’t you? Shit, Caia…you know everything. Yet you’re the most clueless person on earth.”

“I’m only as clueless as you are,” she whispered, sounding out of breath.

I stopped and looked at her with a raised brow. “The fuck is that supposed to mean?”

“You tell me all the time how sick I am, but you’re just the same. You liked kissing me. I know you did.”

My hand was around her throat again. “I did not fucking like it!” I hissed, staring deep into her lustful eyes.

Damn her.

And damn her for looking exactly like Wavel.

“You did.”

“Caia.”

“You did. You did. You did!”

I pressed my fingers harder against the sides of her neck, but it didn’t do what I hoped it would. It only made her more excited.

I decided to loosen my grip before she passed out, but I stood my ground and lowered my head to stand face to face. “If I liked it, it was because you fucking tricked me. You tricked me into thinking you were Wavel. The one I truly want.”

She shook her head, and she dared to smile.

Motherfucker.

“You liked it, and you want to kiss me again.”

Her words lingered in the air, and they stung my skin like million little nails.

She was right.

She was speaking the truth, and I wasn’t man enough to admit it.

I shook my head and dropped my head, turning it to the side to avoid her gaze. “You’re a manipulative little shit.”

“Maybe. But so are you. And Wavel. And Mom and Dad. It’s in our blood.”

And again, she was right.

If Wavel hadn’t been so set on meeting that Jack guy, I would’ve tried to get close to her too. And I would’ve taken the same road as Caia.

We were good manipulators. We learned from the best.

I looked at her again, cupping her jaw with my left hand, and resting my right on the glass next to her head. I let my eyes wander all over her face, taking in every inch of her beauty.

I couldn’t deny it. She was as beautiful as Wavel, but I had never seen Caia the way I saw Wavel.

It was Wavel’s sweetness. Her calm nature. She made me feel things I had never felt before. Things Caia could never make me feel.

But I could use her.

I didn’t have to look beyond her looks.

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