Page 34 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

With nothing to do, I realised I couldn't avoid him… I scanned the kitchen, desperate to keep myself busy so gathered up the dishes and placed them in the sink.

"I know I hurt you… Your Mom fucking gave me that shit after you left the room. But trust me, I’m a fucking monster. I didn’t reject Jasmin to… You know… Yeah, like I've said… You’re perfect but I'm a fucking mess... I have nothing to offer you." He said quietly.

My heart skipped a beat... So, he was still fixed on that.

"Wasn’t that supposed to be my decision to make?" I said quietly, soaping the dishes, my back to him.

"Not when you don’t know how fucked up I am." He said.

"You still didn’t have that right." I said, wishing there were more dishes to wash… I put the stuff away before wiping the surface down, leaving the chocolate bowl and his glass which he was drinking so slowly…

His eyes met mine.

"Yeah… Well, there’s more involved than you know…"

"All you had to do was tell me." I said quietly.

Our hearts raced in sync as if setting a rhythm of their own. And I realised one thing, no matter how much he hurt me… I still wanted him. I could see the turmoil in his eyes too.

"Instead of ripping my heart out and crushing it." I added.

"I’m sorry… I just needed you to leave…to run. As fucking far as you could possibly go from me." He said.

His gaze flickered to my breast before he looked away. My stomach did a flip and I looked at the broken bits of chocolate, taking a piece.

"Well, I guess that didn’t work."

"Who knew you were so fucking stubborn." He said, in the same tone.

"Guess that’s why I was made for you."

I wished I didn’t just say that. Our eyes met once more and I found myself lost in his…

76. Amore Mio

KIARA

"Selene can make mistakes…" Alejandro said quietly.

"Maybe, but I'm strong. You know that." I turned away to check my brownies. Deep down, I knew he just needed some love… but I also needed him to take that first step.

"You fucking are…"

The smell of brownies filled the air.

"Kiara."

I looked at him, as he struggled to say what he wanted to.

"What is it?" I asked.

"I was-"

The beep of the oven made us both turn. He looked away, picking up his glass, I wanted to know what he had wanted to say. Damn…

I walked over to the oven, grabbing the gloves and took my brownies out. Taking a knife, I took the tray to where he was sitting and cut them into pieces. I wasn’t even done, and he reached for a piece. I tapped his hand with the knife, my eyes flashing.

"I didn’t say you could have any."

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