Emperor of Destruction [EDITING]

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XXVIII

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SMUT.

We enter his spacious bedroom. I pay no mind to the expensive decor of this place. "Let me go." I pant with frustration.

"Never." He says the word without any hesitation. His voice holds a tone full of authority behind it. He placed me down the moment we came in, however his grip on my wrist didn't leave.

I stop and stare at him with what must be an 'Are you serious?' expression. He does this every single time. Play with my feelings. It's getting old and quite frankly, I'm getting sick of it.

I levelled him with a hard glare. "I'm not some toy you can just abandon and play with when you feel like it. I'm a human being, I have feelings too."

"You're whatever I want you to be." He answered in that robotic tone I grew to hate. It wasn't even two months ago when he asked me to teach him how to love. He's nothing like the sweet boy I met in Vietnam. Maybe the whole innocent foreigner act was all just a ruse.

"You moved on. Let me do the same." I tried to keep my composure from falling apart, but I couldn't contain the hurt anymore. My voice breaks and I clear my throat. "I'm not a game."

I resist the urge to let the tears welling in my eyes fall. I'm not going to cry. I'm not going to give him the satisfaction of knowing he successfully broke me.

Because of him, I don't know what I want anymore. I let him do this to me, so technically I'm the one at fault. I hate that. I hate how he made me lose myself before I even found myself.

"I'm not aware it was even possible to move on from you." The strange feeling of the tenderness behind his voice awoke a shock of wave and hope in me.

I go back to being stoic. "The entire population of Darlington saw you move on with Mia."

"I don't give a fuck about anyone else but you." He growled. Eyes narrowed and jaw clenched.

I honestly want to believe that. But I couldn't. He doesn't treat me as a crush or someone he wants to protect. "You have a Fianceé." I remind him.

His brow rose. "Your point being?"

Is he serious right now? He can't be. The bite of anger returns again. "My point being you're already promised to someone." Even if I hate that idea with every inch in me. There's nothing I could do other than be a bystander in their relationship.

His head tilts almost mockingly. "That never stopped you before."

My eyes widened in disbelief. Is he serious? I couldn't believe my ears. I wanted to hit him because he's right. "Excuse me?" I said, my voice riding on the wave of disdain for this disgustingly beautiful boy.

His shoulders shrug. "You knew I was engaged the whole time. And guess what?" A victorious smile lifted his lips. "You still did all those dirty deeds with me."