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They laugh the same way, too, even if Luocre’s laughter is almost always filled with hate and empty of mirth.

Rhiucra walks the same way as his brother, although his walk is a little less confident than Luocre’s.

“I can’t believe this,” I say out loud.

When I look at Rhiucra, I see tears in his eyes. I shudder away from his sadness as I again remember Luocre’s hands, touching my body and sending me to new heights of pleasure and pain.

Are you ashamed? About what you’ve been doing with Luocre? Because of your friendship with Rhiucra this entire time?

Are you ashamed because you think you should have given in to Rhiucra’s attention, instead of begging Luocre to make you cum?

“I can’t believe this,” I say again. And then, as if something in my subconscious mind broke, a flood of words falls from my lips.

Before I know it, I am cursing and yelling at Rhiucra.

My anger, this kind of anger, is new to me. I have never been as angry as this before. I am angry because of all the lies that Rhiucra has told me. But I am also angry, I think, because I am ashamed of myself.

You never owed Rhiucra anything. You never owed him a relationship or even your body!

I think this to myself as I continue my tirade against Rhiucra, who has stumbled backward slightly.

“I can’t believe you’ve lied to me and used me like this!” I find myself saying.

I am not unaware of the fact that Luocre is listening to everything I am saying with a satisfied smile on his face.

Did he plan this? Did he know that Rhiucra was lying to me? Did he want me to find out? It’s as if he wanted this to happen. It’s as if he wanted me to be as angry as this.

I realize then that hot tears are rolling down my cheeks, but I don’t wipe them away like I did before.

“I am so sorry,” Rhiucra says. The sincerity in his words, in his voice, is palpable, but it makes no difference to me.

“I am so sorry.”

“Well.” When I speak, my voice is almost dull. “It is too late now.”

Does Rhiucra know about me and Luocre? Does he know what we have done?

The thought pops into my head, and the idea that Rhiucra might know about Luocre and me terrifies me.

I am still ashamed of my dealings with Luocre, and I don’t want Rhiucra to know, even if I have no reason to feel guilty for it.

You were always just friends. You never promised him anything. You never promised him a damn thing! You don’t have to be ashamed of anything you’ve done with Luocre!

I take a step away from both dark elves, and I do not dare to look at Luocre, in case the lust I feel for him shows on my face.

I might be angry at Rhiucra right now, but I don’t need to hurt him any further by allowing him to see that all I want to do is fall on my knees in front of Luocre.

When I do look at Luocre, he is twirling the knife around in his hands, and I shudder at the sight of the blade, which has been a great participant in the games that Luocre has been playing with me.

Games that threaten to fuck me over completely! And now I know that Luocre is Rhiucra’s brother! He is an Ilnais, and I have been fucking around with him while I have been best friends with Rhiucra.

I let out a huff of frustration as I realize that I cannot stay in the room with either dark elf any longer.

I turn on my heels and storm off to my room.

When I get to my room, I see that Echo is nestled on the pillows of my bed.

I smile gratefully at her presence. Then as I close the door to my room and lock it, I promptly burst into tears.

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