Page 147 of The Loathing

I was put here to love her; I knew that was part of my journey but the bigger lesson of it all was that I didn’t get to love her in this life. I had to let her go, and it killed me, but I knew it had to happen. I had to turn my back and walk away.

CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE

AMORA

FOUR DAYS TO GO

My heart thrashes in my chest, I wake dripping in sweat. Sitting up it takes me a moment to calm my racing heart.

“It was just a nightmare,” I whisper to the empty room but as my eyes scan and adjust I realise I am not alone.

Wolfe is sitting in the corner of my room with his eyes on me. I reach over, turning the lamp on so I can see him clearer.

“Well, hello little monster,” a sickening smirk plays on his lips.

“What do you want?” my tone is sharp as I pull the duvet up round my chin.

“Thought I would watch my fiancée sleep, something so peaceful about watching you.”

“You’re a creep,” I nibble on the inside of my bottom lip.

“Am I? Why is that?” he stands from the chair and walks slowly across the room before sitting next to me on the edge of the bed.

“Because you’ve sneaked in here and were watching me sleep…” shaking my head from side to side stating the obvious.

“And?”

“It’s creepy,” I swallow as he edges a little closer to me and he sighs heavily and I can smell the stench of alcohol that is on his breath.

“The things I am going to do to your smart, pretty little mouth,” he whispers, his thumb brushing across my bottom lip and I feel myself shudder.

“Come near me… I dare you,” I challenge him, turning my head to the side so his thumb drops from my mouth.

“Don’t play games little monster, you will always lose,” his chin lowers and I see the evilness in his eyes as he glares up at me through his lashes.

“I’m not playing games, I warned you, I’ll cut your dick off while you sleep. You don’t scare me. Keep throwing me empty threats Wolfie, I will not submit to you.”

He reaches out, grabbing a fistful of my hair and tugs my head back, hard. I ignore the burning sensation coming from the root of my hair. His lips lower to my ear and I freeze under his grasp.

“Don’t keep goading me, monster. I will break and ruin you in every way possible. Especially since a little birdie has told me something you’re keeping hidden from me…”

I stiffen, my eyes widen slightly, and I am praying he can’t feel how quick my pulse is racing under my skin.

“Well,” he nips at my ear, “that’s given me the confirmation I need,” his tongue flattens along my cheek as he licks me, and I try my hardest not to throw up as my stomach twists with nausea.

“So not only have you fucked him when I was promised your purity… you’re also carrying his bastard child, hm?”

His grip tightens and I feel the sting in my eyes.

“Wolfe,” I just about manage, my voice cracking and I hate that I am falling weak around him.

“I will rip that brat of a child straight from you myself, you’re walking on a very thin line Amora… you need to watch before you slip and fall,” his breath is on my face, and I let my eyes close as a tear escapes and I am mad at myself in an instant.

He lets go of me, then pushes me with force so I fall into the duvet.

“I am so angry that I could tear you to shreds,” he stands from the bed and pushes his hand through his slick hair. “I promised your father I wouldn’t lay a hand on you until we’re married, but as soon as we say I do, I am dragging you into the doctor’s office and getting your little issue rectified.”

“Who said I would go with you?” I sit up, my insides trembling but I won’t let him notice.

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