Page 147 of Taeja

Adelaide struck a pose in extremely revealing lingerie, paired with white meshstockings and a bunny ear headband.

Damon quickly looked at Zain, who glared at Adelaide.

“Is this how you greet guests?” Zain asked, scowling.

Adelaide blinked rapidly before standing straight. “I-I-well, Damon said you guys were coming over, so I thought—”

“You thought wrong,” Zain said, holding out his hand. “Give me my key.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You don’t?”

“That’s what I said.”

“Step aside.”

“Or what?” Adelaide challenged. “Are you going to put your hands on me again?”

Damon swallowed the foul taste that rushed into his mouth. As Zain seethed, Damon wasn’t sure if he could de-escalate this situation if it turned bad. “Let’s not go there,” Damon said calmly. “Adelaide, give us the key, and we’ll go.”

“Why?” she asked, glancing at Damon before focusing on Zain. “You gave it to me. It’s mine. I just wish when I visit, I wouldn’t have to see things I’m not supposed to see.”

Zain clenched his hands into fists. “I’m not doing this with you tonight, I swear. Move.” He stepped forward.

Adelaide took an unsteady step backward, holding her arm out. “If you come any further, I’ll scream.”

Zain stared at her for a few seconds, which felt like an eternity. Then, he took a deliberate step forward.

And another.

And another.

Until he was inside the house.

Adelaide screamed so loudly, Damon thought she was a banshee. Zain’s eyes narrowed into slits.

“Stay over there. I’m not doing this with you again,” Damon hissed at Zain before grabbing Adelaide and slapping his hand over her mouth. Adelaide thrashed around, but he held her captive. “Adelaide, stop,” he urged, and she sankher teeth into his palm, making him hiss.

“You should’ve let her scream so I could rip her fucking tongue out,” Zain muttered. “Annoying as fuck.” Zain turned away. He looked at the bunch of keys hanging on the wall beside the door, found the one he was looking for, and took his key off the bunch. He turned around and said to Damon, “Let’s go.”

Damon released Adelaide, flashing his hand to rid the pain.

All this time, and she still used too many teeth.

Adelaide sobbed, “Why are you doing this to me, Zain? I’m tired of telling you I’m sorry! I love you.”

“I don’t love you,” Zain said.

Damon chuckled. “Ouch.”

Adelaide snapped her head around, giving Damon the most scorching glare he ever got. “This is your fault!” she exclaimed. “I never should have said yes to being with you, too. You ruined our relationship!”

Damon’s grin faded.

“Don’t tell me you’re actually listening to what she’s saying?” Zain asked, but Damon couldn’t answer. Zain took long steps toward Adelaide. “Look at me.”

She lifted her head, tears running down her puffy cheeks. “I love you, Zain…”

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