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Could it be because she’s still heartbroken over Niall? It can’t be. Seven years is a long time to be stuck over the first breakup. She has to have moved on.
My heart is incapable of loving anyone.
Her words ring in my ear, leaving a chill in their wake.
“Dash,” she whispers when I stay quiet for too long.
I squash down my stinging emotions and the memories that surface as I stare down at her. Thick black eyelashes flutter slowly around red-rimmed eyes yet it doesn’t take away from her beauty. She’s like one of those women who look prettier after they cry, cheeks tinged with a blushing hue, nose and lips slightly pink.
Or maybe I’m biased.
I don’t reply to her and lean to my right to grab a tissue paper, wet it slightly under the water, and bring it to dab under her eyes. A little bit of mascara spills from the corner and I clean it without smudging it further. Her cheeks darken even further, and her lips part as her eyes roam over my face.
“Wow… Got nothing to say? No insulting remarks or threats,” she teases. “Don’t tell me my parents left you scared.”
Her attempt at lightening the mood doesn’t suppress my rage. “You don’t want my opinion, kitten.”
“Your scowls betray your thoughts, Dash. Might as well say it out loud.”
I throw the dirty tissue into the bin and crowd her against the counter. Her palms lay flat on my chest, curling into my shirt. “Your parents are selfish pricks and don’t give a shit about you. I wouldn’t be surprised if you were adopted. ‘Cause it’s the only explanation that makes sense as to how you’re related to them.” Her jaw drops at my harsh words and I arch my eyebrow. “Liking my thoughts now?”
“They love me in their own way,” she mutters. I can’t tell who she is trying to convince.
“They made you cry.”
“Angry and frustrated tears.” A small shrug. “The topic of marriage is kind of a touchy one.”
“I think they have lots of expectations and don’t like it when you go against them.”
“I’m their eldest daughter. So, of course, they do.”
“It’s neither healthy nor right,” I bluntly say. “Burdens like these only end in one way. Your soul crushed and the feeling of never being enough because you’ll never be able to live up to their expectations. Especially if you put your own happiness first.”
Her stare sears me when I inadvertently reveal too much, immediately regretting it. The empathy in her eyes feels like we just crossed a boundary. There was a time I yearned to let her in, and allow her to see the parts I kept hidden beneath my rough exterior like she’s doing now.
But we’re seven years too late.
I may still crave her, obsess over her, but I don’t want her in my life any second longer than necessary. While we’re together, I’m going to sate my craving for every inch of her until it’s quenched.
Claim her tight little body in every obscene, filthy way. And as many times as I want.
Lure the kinky seductress in her out to play until she’s ruined for other men.
Then as soon as our little arrangement is over, I’m going to be the one to walk away from her life.
With my heart and secrets intact.
Chapter Twenty
DASH
The sound of someone banging on the door, followed by an impatient voice, pulls us apart. Even though we haven’t been doing anything naughty and are fully clothed, Bianca breaks the connection between us and turns red with embarrassment at having been caught.
She does look flushed at our close proximity and no, it’s not just because of the crying.
“Oh god! You need to hide,” she whisper-yells while pushing me backward. “Go into one of the stalls.”
She grows frustrated when I don’t budge. It’s funny that she thought she could in the first place. Doesn’t she realize she’s a tiny thing compared to my size?
