Page 120 of Corrupted Heart

My mind flashes to Amaya walking out of the front door, probably still with the taste of his cum on her tongue. I swallow back bile as I focus on my phone.

Me

Are you even capable of that mattering to you?

There’s a long pause. So long that I almost switch back to the Club Venom chat.

Kratos

You found out who I was, and what I was and wasn’t capable of, the day we met. I hope that answers your question.

I swallow as I type out a reply.

Me

And if it doesn’t?

I wait. And I wait. Then I wait some more.

There’s no reply. Or maybe in his mind he did already answer it.

My heart twists, my chest tight and constricted and my stomach dropping as I switch back to the Club Venom chat. I erase what I was about to send.

DarkHearted1

I don’t like to be kept waiting

BrokenBee

Now

BrokenBee

I’m available right now

I don’t want this. I don’t want anyone else touching me.

But I need to feel something other than this searing hurt. I need whatever this stranger is offering to bury the ache in my chest, knowing that the one I really want doesn’t give a shit, or simply can’t.

I thought I could do it. I thought I’d be able to have this fake marriage, and just the physical, and be fine with it.

But that was before I fell for the darkness. For his darkness.

DarkHearted1

Be at this address in half an hour. And remember…I don’t like to be kept waiting

He sends me an address not far away from the club.

BrokenBee

Ok

DarkHearted1

Are you going to be a good little whore for me?

I flinch.

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