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- ASAMI -

I step out of my car, tucking strands on my hair falling over my face behind one ear. I’m in Killian’s house. The brat accepted the bait and invited over. I know it’s not her fault for being gullible but how ignorant can soone actually be to not notice anything shady about the one she’s in a relationship with? My goodness!

At least there should’ve been sothing bizarre Killian must’ve done to hint that he’s not your regular man. Or not. I don’t know him like that anymore. I shrug.

Hazel is either stupid, or Killian is just as good as hiding stuff as ever. Whichever it is, they both work in my benefit. I notice my legs quiver when I try to take a step forward. An uneasy gulp painfully slid down my throat.

I lower my gaze to fall on my hand. My fingers are shaking. So I’m still brazen, huh?

Being here makes my body freeze. Killian’s words have been replaying in my mind since he threatened yesterday. My heart begins to beat faster in my chest.

How he looked in the eye, full of rage and the familiar calmness he has when the urge to kill flows through his veins and threatened to rip till I’m nothing but shredded at.

It scared . It still does. But after a lot of thought last night, I finally concluded sothing, I’ve risked a lot to get here and I won’t be backing away now. Worst case scenario, I risk it and do sothing I’ve been starving to do for a very long ti.

After all, I’ve already gotten on everyone’s last nerve. How much more can the man I love hate more than he already does?

I look up to the sky and blink profusely. I don’t want to think about this. I can’t be caught crying here. I take a deep breath then sigh.

My hand makes its way into my purse to bring out my phone.

‘I’m outside.’ I text Hazel. I can’t go in there without her. Killian will not welco . The only ti of the week we et is on Thursday and call pathetic but the main reason I want to be here with Hazel is, despite all this. . . . despite my presence being irritating to him. . . . despite how watching him with another woman, my eyelids are soaked, I sniff and let out an exhausted exhale, I just want to see him.

Just seeing Killian makes feel better even though our encounters sses up my mood. I’m not ugly looking despite my character being kind of ugly to him and I am a woman with needs so yes, even I get hurt when it’s soone I care about.

This ti, this person makes co close to shitting my pants. I chuckle out loud. Only if I was a wimp, shitting my pants as an adult is just plain disgusting if it’s not due to being awfully sick or diagnosed with so sort of sickness that leaves paralysed which I definitely won’t ever have. The universe does not hate that much.

I use a finger to flimsily wipe my eyelids, drying underneath my eyes then fix my eyes on my phone. Hazel is typing.

‘I will be out in a second. Rember your way to the front door?’

I sniff. Just seeing her text makes nauseous. ‘I sure do.’ I roll my eyes and laugh at the irony. My thoughts head in a direction way different than what I let out on the outside. She and no one would ever guess a thing.

I dip my phone in my bag and walk to the entrance. A figure standing at the door waits for with open arms. “Carol! It’s so nice to see you.” Hazel screams, pulling in for a hug.

“So nice to see you too.” I lie. My voice is raspy and my body presses on hers.

My eyes widen for a second. She is soft. I put my arms around her shoulders. Fuck. Her body is so soft. Soft like sothing anyone would have sweet dreams on. Hazel’s arms are still clutched around my back so I don’t move even though I hate being in her embrace and stare ahead. That’s when my eyes locks with Killian’s. He’s staring at with that hateful glare again. The look on his face cos with a warning. I swallow. As long as this teen is with , Killian won’t lay a finger on , that’s certain.

I flash him a wicked half grin with a raised brow. The last thing I want is for him to know his words affects way more than he thinks it did.

“Co in.” Hazel says, finally getting off . She steps aside to let inside.

“My pleasure.” I say to her taking a step in. “Nice to et you again, sir.” I wink at Killian and make my way to the living room. We’ll be seeing again soon, that I am sure of.

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