Chapter 46
Blaise’s POV
Allie is crying herself to sleep in the other bedroom. Cole went outside to clear his head after he informed me of my girlfriend’s sexual advances. I’m not even surprised. I’ve seen how she looks at him when she thinks I’m not aware, but she fails to realize that I miss nothing. Maybe that’s why I keep her around. At least I know where she is when she’s riding my dick.
“Allie is upset, Blaise.” Mia reaches for my hand. “I can’t let her sleep alone tonight.”
I look at our interlaced fingers, stroking my thumb over her pale wrist. It’s such a gentle move, sweet almost.
How fucking ironic.
I snatch her wrist, making her suck in a surprised breath. The move is sudden and unexpected. That’s the thing about Cole. He brings out the darkness in me. Now, that poison is bleeding all over the girl I’ve pretended to care about for far too fucking long. I won’t hesitate to snap her neck if she touches him again. I’m nothing but a cold–hearted, unfeeling, and uncaring monster. The truth is there in her eyes. I scare her.
“Blaise?” she asks, nervous.
As I stroke a strand of hair behind her ear, she holds her breath. Something about the flicker of doubt in her eyes soothes my inner turmoil. Even so, I cup her chin and claim her mouth. Our lips crash, and I frown, kissing her harder.
Why the hell is it that I feel nothing when I touch anyone but Cole? My girlfriend could be an object. I taste the coppery blood on her tongue, and my heart remains a dull, steady beat. It doesn’t matter how hard I kiss her or claw at her clothes, skin, or hair. I don’t feel a thing. It never bothered me before to use people for my gain, like pieces in a chess game, but now it seems like I have a queen on my board–the most valuable player–and I can’t fucking get to it. Cole smirks at me from behind a wall of pawns, protected by his rooks and bishops. My king can’t defeat his army, and I’m yet to decide if he’s a coward or if he’s smart for building his walls this high.
“Blaise,” she breathes when I spin her around. “Allie is upset in the other room-”
“Shut up!” I yank down her pants, palming her bare ass while keeping her cheek pressed to the wall with my fingers around her neck. I smack her pale skin, and she yelps, but I still feel nothing..
Not a fucking thing.
Numb.
Empty.
I attack her neck with biting kisses. Moaning, she juts her ass against me. The bitter taste of her flowery perfume assaults my taste buds. I rip my belt open, determined to feel…something.
“What’s gotten into you?” she asks as I free my dick.
I clamp my hand over her mouth to shut her up, and she whimpers, aroused and scared.
I’ve always played the perfect boyfriend.
Always been what I thought she wanted. I’ve tried to fit in.
“If she comes looking for my cock once more, I’ll give it to her.”
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Chapter 46
Cole’s words taunt me, slithering beneath my veins like prickly thorns. Fuck him and his threats. He won’t be touching anyone without my permission.
Mia’s eyes roll back into her head when I ram my dick into her tight cunt.
I still feel nothing.
She squeals, and I pause when the door creaks. He’s here, watching me fuck my girlfriend. Cole sets me on fire as he drops a metaphorical matchstick to the gasoline trail on the ground.
I feel again.
My heart thuds to life, beating so damn hard that my chest aches. Mia’s walls ripple around me as I sneak my hand beneath her wooly sweater to palm her tits. She doesn’t arouse me, but the thought of riling up the man behind us sure as hell does.
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