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I gripped the sheets against my body, trying my best not to make a single movement as I peeked at Julius. I promised myself that I'd never get myself involved with him again, but here I was. I had a sinful habit of coming to him when Felix wasn't paying me the attention I deserved, but I thought that I had grown out of it.
Before I came to Jeradua, this would've never been something I'd do. I had to admit that coming here had brought out a distasteful side of me that was capable of this- sleeping with my boyfriend's father. What are you doing? I had no clue. I was originally attracted to Julius because of the power he held, but then I realized Felix was the true one that'd become King. That made me shift over to him...but I suppose I never fully shook Julius.
He was a bad habit.
I moved the sheets, swinging my feet back onto the floor. I grabbed my bra from the floor, putting it on as quietly as I could. I felt the bed shift behind me and I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. "Good morning," he whispered, his lips grazing the nape of my neck. I moved away from him, continuing to get dressed and he sighed. "Why must you always do this?"
"This was a mistake," I said, standing up to put the rest of my clothes in as I glanced down at him. "It won't-"
"Happen ever again...it's wrong," he mocked me, a small smiling playing on his lips. "You say that every time, yet somehow you end up in bed with me."
"You said we were just going to talk, Julius!"
"You were the one who kissed me, Xyla."
"I was drunk," I argued. "I had a bunch of wine at the dinner."
"Are you suggesting that I took advantage of you?"
I shrugged, zipping up my dress. "Maybe. I wouldn't do that to Felix again."
His cold eyes bore into mine, his jaw ticking at the mention of Felix. Although I despised the circumstance we were in, I liked being the center of a man's world. Jealousy was healthy, and I liked to see it. It had been a while since Felix got jealous of someone being too close to me...
With him, somehow I was always the crazy one.
"You say that," he said. "Yet you do it...again and again and-"
"It's not happening anymore!" I snapped. "I love your son. I don't love you, Julius. I never will."
"If you say so," he said casually.
"I do say so," I persisted.
"Okay," he whispered.
My phone chimed in my purse and I picked it up to see a notification from the tracking app I applied to Felix's phone. I frowned at the address, not recognizing it as one I had seen before and I slipped into my shoes. "Let me borrow your car," I muttered.
"Why would I do that, Xyla?"
"Because if you loved me, you would," I replied, throwing his feelings in his face. Sure, it wasn't the nicest thing to do, but I couldn't care right now. My thoughts were racing with possibilities of what Felix could've been doing this early. We hadn't talked since last night, but we were meeting with my parents today. We wanted to reveal our relationship before anyone else got the chance to do it. He should've been at the palace...not wherever he was. "Come on, Julius. This is an emergency."
