‘He did tell me often enough that you two were only getting married in name only...’
He was just with her, so how dare he kiss me like that?
I wasn’t sure if I was more furious, disgusted, or shocked. My body trembled as I began breathing faster. Anger and dark thoughts swirled in my head as we locked eyes. It wasn’t as if I lacked experience with men or that I could claim to be a pure un-soiled angel of some sort and it wasn’t like I thought that he was an inexperienced virgin either. In fact, I had realized from the very first night that we spent together that he was beyond well-versed in how to pleasure the bodies of women. That could only mean that he has had many lovers before and there were no reasons for me to believe that he would have lovers right now.
I should have known.
To be more accurate, I knew all along but had probably let that fact slip from my mind for my own convenience. I told myself that I didn’t care about his past, his present, and also his future because it all didn’t matter to me. Our relationship was completely fabricated. We didn’t share a past; we were just stuck together in our present and we would never share a future together. It didn’t matter to me what he was like or who he associated himself with.
At least, that was how I was supposed to feel...
His lips moved seductively on mine as his tongue entwined with mine. I turned my head away as I pushed him away from me with all the force that I could muster. Although I wasn’t sure if he retreated of his own accord or if my strength somehow overpowered him, the result was the same. I managed to somehow break away from his provocative kiss.
“How dare you do this to me when you were just with her?!” I yelled so loudly that I was shocked for a moment at the intensity of my own emotions.
The atmosphere felt even more stifling than before. My mind felt too foggy for me to think straight or sort out what I was really feeling. It felt easier to believe that I just hated that woman so much because of all the offensive things that she had to say about my sister. Then his actions disgusted me more than I could bear. He turned up and got me a huge diamond engagement ring as if nothing happened back at Anthony’s office. Because I knew that he was doing it all just for show, I felt so frustrated that my chest began to hurt. I bit down on my lower lip when I realized that it had gotten too much for me to take and I wasn’t fine with simply playing along with his act any longer.
Bradon just stared at me as if he didn’t have anything to say for himself. That was what I had expected. After all, what was there for him to say after all that I had seen?
The light was still red, and it felt like maybe luck was finally on my side for once. Before I could think things through, I unbuckled my seatbelt before quickly turning and reaching for the car door. It felt impossible for me to be with him anymore and it also felt like there was no reason for me to deal with all the drama either. I wanted to get away and that was exactly what I was doing.
“Dahlia!” Bradon called my name at the same time that I felt his firm grip on my arm.
“Let me go!” I yelled as I tried to shake off his grip.
My attempt only made him hold my arm tighter than before. I can’t remember the last time that I felt so frustrated because of my helplessness. Bradon yanked me back onto my seat and I knew that he had gotten angry at me. It felt fine to me because I was also furious at him.
“What do you think you’re doing? Where do you think you’re going?” he asked as his blue eyes glared at me.
“Away from you...” I replied through clenched teeth.
The light was still red and that meant that the car couldn’t move. It felt like the perfect chance for me to get away from him. If only I could shake off his grip and open the car door, then I could get out and away from him.
“Enough of this, Dahlia...” he said with a clear edge of warning in his voice.
“Let me go! I’m getting out of here...” I yelled as I tried repeatedly to yank my arm out of his grip.
I never thought that I would end up having this kind of fight with Bradon while I was in his car. Even though I knew that I wasn’t acting like my well-composed self, I couldn’t rein in my emotions to keep them in control.
“I don’t mind feisty girls but trying to put yourself in danger isn’t something cool...” he said with an unimpressed look on his face.
The way he seemed to be judging and appraising me while stating his preferences in girls only made me more enraged. The sight of that woman strutting into Anthony’s office earlier while making sure to put her body on display came back to my mind. It felt like everything that Bradon was doing and saying was meant to infuriate me. I had no idea if he was doing it intentionally or if he was just simply acting like he usually would.
“Why do you care? You should just go back to her...” I spat heatedly.
Now that I’ve said, I hated how much it sounded like it bothered for me to see the two of them together. Then again, even if he had lovers, he shouldn’t have brought them into the office like that.
This is all his fault...
“Sit still Dahlia and stop struggling,” he warned coldly.
--To be continued...
Note: Sorry for the late update...