Chapter 232: Chapter 232
- KILLIAN -
I dip my hand beneath the outdoor pouring shower, then rinse my face with it, repeating the process. While water is blatantly pouring all over my skin, my feet and lower half of my legs more, I don’t want to get wet entirely. I can always rinse my feet but going inside due to getting my whole body wet, away from the outdoor beach scenery, will make me choose to relax on a bed rather than pretend to be enjoying myself.
I won’t be here for long anyway.
Really? I thought you were just getting started with having your fun with your so called petty revenge. Or does her purposely inability to acknowledge you sting you as much? I scoff at my thoughts. My mind has been taunting me since I caught Hazel with Liam and this whole act is beginning to have me going insane. I just want to hold her and claim her as mine publicly but I can’t. And what’s worse? My asshole of a brother gets to have that closeness I so desperately crave outwardly.
I splash water on my face ruggedly, due to the fast swing of my palm to my face, the water droplets felt like it was giving me a beating. My head is going haywire.
Crave is not the right word, need is. It never occurred to me how much I need her by my side everywhere I am till I had her next to me without being able to even sniff the blissful cologne glued to her skin.
It’s aggravating. I let out a sigh. So many things occupy my thoughts yet she’s the most important and she’s not even with me despite her being here with me. Seeing her with another man, despite it being my brother, makes me run mad. It alerts me to the fact that no matter how she changes, no matter how much she would vex me in the future, which I’m sure she will, I will always choose her to be my headache rather than another man’s.
I’d let her be the poison to kill me, willingly, than have her be with someone else while I’m alive. I don’t even like being petty nor do I want to be, and just a few hours of her pretending I do not exist already makes me feel so out of it. I don’t like it.
I let out another sigh, my body is far from dry now, I might as well just let myself soak in the shower. There would be no difference anyway. I take a step forward. The moment the cold water gushes onto my hair, I feel some sort of relive wash over me. Like a temporary fix to my problems.
Not all of them, I still have my parents killer on the loose, businesses to cover as well as establishing projects to deal with taking S down and a lot more but at for now, just for a little while, I can take my time to breathe. To relax before continuing the hunt.
I shut my eyes. My father’s zippo is not with me for the first time in my life so the sound of water hitting the tiled floor is the one thing keeping me sane. I can feel my thoughts buckle up somewhere in my head and get locked up.
I can feel my environment fade away and my body numb to what’s going on around me. This is until the creak of a wooden door being pushed open disrupts the flow. My eyes shoot open.
I didn’t think I’d spend so much time here so did not bother to lock the door.
“Sorry, I’ll go out.” The person who barged in says. I immediately hold her arm, stopping her from walking out.
“No. Please, stay.” I murmur to Hazel. Her eyes locks in mine. Part of me expected her to shove my hand away and deny me the pleasure of speaking with her alone but she didn’t.
I’m glad for that. I pull her to me in an embrace, holding her form into my skin like I wanted to mould our bodies into one while using my other hand to shut the door.
“I’ve missed being with you, kitten.” I say to her. My head lowers and I place a gentle kiss on her head.
“Really? I thought you enjoyed being with Kate more.” She responds.
I scoff. There are so many things I could say but I don’t. I won’t use the time I have with her to argue or prove a point. “You’re wet because of me, sorry.”
Hazel sighs. “I’ve been playing in the sea for quite a while, it was bound to happen.” She raises her head up on my chest. I give her space to allow freer movement. “Besides, I choose clean water to salt and sand any day.”
This statement has me grinning. See? I never needed to wet myself to feel less worried. All I needed was a few seconds of her by my side.
“I should go.” Hazel murmurs. “I don’t want to get. . .” She takes a short pause. “Seen.”
I don’t want her to leave me but I understand. “After one kiss.” I request.
“Killian,” She breath, an attempt to protest.
“We’re already stuck in here alone, one kiss and I’ll let you go.” I can feel her breathing up my neck as her head is raised to face me. This is when I push her much closer than she already is to me, my hand fastened on her waist.
I place my fingers of my other hand below her chin, cupping her jaw slightly. My head gradually closes in on hers. “Just one.” I add, my voice a whisper.
My eyes are slightly closed and my lips rest just above hers.
“One. . .” She breath, her head pushed forward to lock our mouths together.
IMPORTANT AUTHOR’S NOTE:
Hi readers!
I want to make an important announcement.
I’ve decided to give up on writing smut. I will still write romance books but completely cut out the smut while also writing ml (I am a versatile author).
I know some of you would really want to see passionate moments between our MCs, but I’ve done a lot of thinking and have chosen what I think is best for me.
I know this may be a bummer, but the mental instability implementation smut writing has on me takes a negative toll on my health and I’m sorry.
This doesn’t mean there won’t be passionate moments anymore, quite the opposite, it just means that I won’t have Chapters full of graphic explanations of the s3x scenes but rather a simple summary that suggests the deed was done. This also won’t affect the flow of the story, everything will go on perfectly as the plot entails! I’ll ensure the moment is the same as ever and still beautiful and I hope you understand.
If some of you choose to drop my story after reading this, I’d be saddened but I’ll understand, and if you choose to continue, I’ll be truly grateful and happy.
I thought to let you all know!
Also, as for updates, I shall resume as always as my head is in the right place now! Truly, it means a lot that you’re with me in this moment. I genuinely care and appreciate you all!
Also, Happy Easter and thank you for reading my story!