Page 47 of His Cursed Heart

Althea moves just a little out of my touch and this is all it takes for me to get away from her.

I exit the bedroom and go to the kitchen in hope to find a bottle of scotch.

"Are you turning into a fucking bipolar?" Althea's angry voice makes my palms turn into fists.

"What is the matter now?" I ask while crossing my arms. She wears a loose black T-shirt and I wonder if it's mine. Her legs are naked and my eyes are trying to stay on her face.

I just jerk off and I feel another erection coming.

I really think I'm turning into a bipolar. One second I want to strangle her, and the other I want to push my cock through her sarcastic lips.

"The matter? One moment you're making me feel stupid bugs in my body and the next you are ignoring me." Her answer makes me look confused at her.

"That's what you want from me?" I ask her and walk in her direction until I stand right in front of her. "Do you want me to fuck you and fight with you in the same time?" Her eyes are round O's and I don't see her hand rising.

I just feel the slap.

My cheek is on fire and I feel a slight stinging sensation. My jaw is tense and I look at her with narrow eyes.

"You better shut your mouth, jerk."

"Like you told me in the car?" I go closer to her, and this time she narrows her eyes at me.

She points her finger at my chest and pushes, thinking she can move me that easily.

"If your ego is that fragile it's not my fucking fault." I move my hand to catch her finger, but she's faster.

"I'm just doing what you told me."

"Like a fucking child." She argues back.

Her chest moves up and down and I feel it.

She feels it too.

She loses control.

"Why did you leave Vincent?" My question is wrong.

"What?" Her voice is rising.

"Why did you leave him? Like-"

"Like I left Keres?" She continues and her eyes have fire in them.

"Althea-" But I don't have time to finish my sentence because she pushes me back. Not much, but enough to make me go a few steps back.

"You have no idea." She continues to push me.

I catch one of her angry hands while the other is beating my chest with a fist.

"Althea stop." I don't recognize my voice.

"You think I'm so heartless, everyone thinks I'm just a bitch for leaving Keres. But you don't know." Her hand slips from my grip and now she beats my chest with both fists.

"Then explain." But it's like she doesn't hear me.

"I raised Vincent. ME." She points at herself. "I changed his diapers. I prepared his formula. I was there for his first steps. For his first everything while Hanibal was just proud he finally has a son. An heir." I catch her hands again and I hold them tightly in my palms, trying to calm her down. "Why would you think I left him there?"

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