Chapter 22

“We will not get divorced, and it's final.”
“I said no,” I said in a firm tone, and the elevator dinged, announcing the arrival. I stepped inside it and pressed the button to close the door, but he stopped it with his food and stepped inside. He once again grabbed my hurt arm as soon as he got inside the elevator. The doors closed immediately.
"Ouch!” I cried out, tears forming in my eyes. He realised what he was doing.
“You are hurt badly,” he said while holding my hand softly. Tears formed in my eyes, but I blinked them away.
"No, I'm fine,'' I said, trying to control my tears.
"No, you are not,” he said firmly while cupping my face and stepping into my personal space. Sparks I felt those stupid sparks once again when he touched him so softly as if I'm made of glass.
“Stop hiding your pain from me. Stop acting so strongly in front of me,” he said softly, making my head beat fast.
“I'm not acting strong. I don't feel any pain.” I firmly denied it, even though my wound was hurting like hell. He rested his forehead on mine. His warm breath fanned over my face. My heart started to beat fast when he did that. We were standing so close to each other. My wolf felt so happy that our mate was caring for me. It is all a lie. He doesn't care about me. It's all a show so he can convince me not to divorce him. He is doing it for his own benefit. The only woman he cares about is Lilian. That thought made my mouth turn bitter. I decided to push him away, but he held me tightly to his chest. His hand on my waist pulled me closer to him, and my breath hitched at our proximity. His intoxicating scent of musky started to mess with my head.
“Mason,” I couldn't help but shutter while taking his name. My breathing became shallow from the way he held me so close to him.
“Don't lie to me, Roslyn. You cry even when you hurt your fingers, and now you have such a big bang wrapped around your arm. I know you are in pain. I can feel your pain,” he said softly over my lips. His nose was clashing with mine, and we breathed in the same air. My heart started to beat even faster. I am doing my best to control my tears now. I swallowed the big lump that formed at the base of my throat. I was surprised when he said that. I hurt my finger two weeks ago and ended up crying. I have no idea when he noticed it, but when I woke up the next day, I had a bandage on my hurt finger. It was he who did that. That realisation did something to my heart. Does this man care about me as his mate? Does he love me? I couldn't control my breathing when I thought about the last part. We were so close to each other. There is only an inch of distance between our lips. Like he could feel my feelings, I could feel them too. The mate bond, which I had blocked, still made me feel the things he was feeling. I could sense all the rushing emotions inside me. I could feel the loud thumping of his head when he said those things to me.
Does this man have feelings for me?
My heart questions me. I could feel his wolf trying to talk to my wolf. They wanted to be with each other more than anything. I was busy with my thoughts when he cut the distance between our lips and pressed his lips against the corner of my lips. I sucked deep breaths in when he did it so softly. My skin tingled when he pressed his lips. It made me close my eyes tightly. He didn't stop there, and he pressed a few more kisses on my chin and then on my jaw. This man is messing with my mind once again. I had decided to break all ties with him, but he is slowly breaking my defence. Suddenly the elevator dinged, and I was out of my haze. I immediately tried to pull away. But he hunched down a little and picked me up in his arms.
“What are you doing?'' I gasped when he did that.
“You are hurt. I'm taking you to my car,” he announced as if it were nothing.
“I have hurt my arm, not my leg,” I said in annoyance when he pulled me closer to his chest. “I know,” he said with a grin on his lips. Is he trying to find ways to get close to me? Don't be stupid, Roslyn. He would not have come close to you if you had not hurt your arm.
I took me to the car and made her sit inside it. I could see the confusion on her face when I carried her. My cell phone started to ring. Lilian was calling me.
“Where is Mason?” she asked in her soft voice as soon as I picked up the call. My eyes moved to Roslyn, and she knew who I was talking to. I saw her hurt and ignored the feeling in her eyes. I took a deep, jiggering breath. I got inside the car and started to drive. My eyes moved to Roslyn. She was looking out of the window, feeling ignored.
“I'm heading out,” I replied to her in a calm voice. She gets scared when I talk to her loudly. I was getting a call from my friend. I cut Lilian's call and picked him up. He told me Tom, who attacked my Roslyn, was out of jail. My blood is listening to it. How the hell did that fucker get out of jail? He told me Tom was at the Siren Club. I dropped Roslyn off at her apartment and went straight to the club. The club became silent when I entered it. My Apha forums make everyone lower their gaze in respect when I walk.
“Where is Tom?” I asked one of them sternly. His eyes widened, and he pointed at the table where the man was drinking and smoking. My blood boiled even more. I saw red. I walked there and grabbed his collar, lifting him in the air.
“You hurt my mate,” I said with pitch-black eyes. My wolf has taken over. He was hungry for blood. His eyes widened in fear, knowing who I was. I lifted my hand and punched him hard.
“Please spare me,” he said, starting to cry for forgiveness. But I don't believe in forgiveness. I beat him hard until blood came out of his mouth.
“What are you doing to my son?” a worried yet stern voice said from behind me. I smirked sinisterly at Tom, and he cried more in fear.
“It looks like Daddy is here to save you.”
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