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Whispering, I spoke slowly in a blind rage. He'd feel these words.
"You're nothing but a user and an abuser. I fucking hate you."
"You fucking hate me?" Kova yelled, his vibrant green eyes huge. Moving his hand to my hair, he grabbed a fist full of it and forced me to look at him.
Kova burned with a passion that made me question my statement. Did I hate him? Truly hate him?
I bobbed my head slowly, not holding back with a blanket stare.
"I never hated something more in my life," I repeated slowly.
Kova clenched my hair again and leaned down. I thought he was going to kiss me, so I swiped my hand between us. The tips of my fingers struck his nose and he flinched backwards.
"Chyort poberi!! I told you to stop fucking hitting me!"
He grabbed both my wrists and restrained them above my head to the cabinet.
"Fuck you, get off me!"
With his lips pressed to the shell of my ear, he spoke in his native tongue then translated it to English for me. "You could never fucking hate me." He was breathing harder, rougher, like he was struggling himself. "You cannot fucking hate me, because you love me. You. Love. Me."
I froze. My heart hitched into my throat, constricting with verity.
"What did you say?" I asked, my voice a whisper.
I angled my head toward him just in time for him to slant his mouth over mine. He devoured me with a savage kiss, a kiss I made him fight me for. I bit down and pulled his bottom lip between my teeth. Kova growled and delved his tongue around mine at the same time he rolled his hips into me. A groan vibrated deep in my throat. I softened, unable to not kiss him back.
"You love me," he demanded, pulling back. "Say it."
"I hate you."
He pressed his chest to mine, nearly suffocating me with his weight, and kissed my lips so viciously my heart ached for this untamed man who just so happened to be my coach.
Kova let go of my wrists. "You call me a liar, yet it is so easy for you to lie to my face. Tell me you love me."
I shook my head. "Never." I grit out. I'd never utter those words. I knew better.
"You have such a temper. Now tell me when you fucked Hayden."
My heart burned with fury and anger fueled tears filled my eyes. I was going to kill him.
Using every last ounce of power I had, I shoved at Kova's chest as hard as I could and turned around. My eyes landed on the black handle again.
Reaching for it, I grabbed it and took off, but I didn't get far. Kova grabbed my hair and yanked me back. I halted with a scream and he spun me around, pushing me onto the dinner table I never used. My feet couldn't reach the ground and I squirmed, trying to kick him. Kova stepped between my legs and locked me in. Without thinking, I lifted my arm with the knife but he grabbed my wrist to stop me. He wrestled me down until I was on my back.
"Tell me," he demanded, hovering over me. "I need to know."
"You're married." I paused, my eyes drifting over his irate features. "What difference does it make when I had sex with him? It doesn't. Just like my sickness has nothing to do with you."
His brows furrowed. "That is where you are wrong, Adrianna. Everything you do has to do with me."
I struggled in his hold, fighting against his power. I wanted to stab him, I wanted to hurt him. I wanted to make him bleed.
A devious smile spread across my face. My hand tightened around the base of the knife. I was going to make him feel the level of pain and destruction he had caused me.
"He came inside of me. All over me. And I loved it… I begged for it."
A tragic sound erupted from Kova's mouth that broke my heart. His hand shot out and clutched my throat. I strained against him. We both were breathing heavily and fighting the intoxicating desire streaming between us.
