Chapter 111
Akira's POV
"I love you, Akira," the moment he said those words my eyes went to him. I have told Wolfie a thousand times but he didn't respond, he would always keep mute and it always breaks my heart. I let my eyes search his eyes like I was trying to see if he was only saying it to make me happy or if he was sincere.
"Did I hear you right? Or maybe it's my ear hurting me?" I said looking at my feet.
I heard him chuckle before he closed the little gap between us, moved his fingers, and ran his fingers on my cheeks before he tilted his head to my side and his breath fanned my ear before his fingers walked on my neck.
"Maybe, I could help with that," he buried his face on my neck and his lips pressed on my neck skin before he whispered. "How hot is it and how did you want the treatment? Tongue in or a little bite? I think a little bite and my tongue in. I am good at that, I heard it is good for fast healing."
"Wolfie get off me, you and your dirty mind," my hand went to his chest ready to push him away.
"You created them in me now you are complaining?" I wriggle my way from him.
"Don't start, I didn't create anything, and for the record, I am mad at you," I created more space between us.
"Akira..."
"Oh please, you left your mistress hanging while you go be with your sweet wife. Why should I complain when mistress is supposed to be ditched for the wife?" I shrugged.
"Hey Akira, your jealousy is brewing evil in you."
"Oh yeah, so you are calling me evil mistress?" I fold my hand under my bosom.
"I didn't say so, I only think being jealous is something awful."
"Yeah, you are calling me a jealous bitch?" His lips dropped but not a word came up. "And that goes for you as well, you are jealous as well."
"Jealous? Me? Nah..." He scoffed in disgust.
"Really? I knew you were jealous, Roe told me that you left the arena."
"Roe? Are you two on a first-name basis now? Akira? What the fuck was that, first you dance with a male, and the next thing you are flirting with him? Fuck, you are even calling him by his first name." I hit his hand off my shoulders, as anger surged through me, he was the one that abandoned me in nowhere, I searched for him, only for him to show up with his bride. Yeah, she is his bride while I am the mistress.
"Hold it right there, I wasn't flirting with no one, so don't make me feel like the bad guy here when you are..." My words stopped, he smashed his lips against mine, and he bit my lips, I pushed him off me, wanting to slap my hand across his face when his hand grabbed my wrist.
That smile on his face was wiped off and replaced with that deadly expression, "Turn around,"
"What?" I asked surprised.
"Don't make me repeat myself," his voice was commanding and my body jolted like it would always do the first time, we met, I turned in obedient. "Fuck..." He cursed, this time his voice was low and he sighed before his hand moved pushing my tied hair to my shoulder. He gasped for air before his palm fell on my bare back.
"Akira, you know, I told you to keep your hair down but you disobeyed me, you stood there, letting everyone watch what was mine." He pressed his lips on my back and my body jolted before he hugged me.
"Please Akira, don't torture me more than this," I did not know how to respond to that, did he even need my response? He swung me around to face him. In a blink I came face to face with him, his eyes search mind before he buried his face in the crown of my head. "I beg you, save me this pain, I had one already don't add to it, don't kill me faster than I know I am..." He paused, "You know I can't bear to see you with another..."
"Roe is not..." I paused.
"You think he is your family?" He asked, I wanted to nod but I was not sure, I didn't want to keep my hope high, I didn't want to be shattered again. "If looking for your family will make you accept me, then let me do that, so you could be mine." Wolfie had a twisted mind. His words were sincere and it's coming from his heart, his eyes were reflecting it but something was hidden behind that sincerity Wolfie had a sad spot on his eyes.
I don't know but something in his eyes was crying for redemption.
I wanted the same thing with Wolfie, I wanted him to pick me and no one else but I knew it was wrong, he still had Katerina. They never break up, if they did, she would not have been here with him.
I take a step backward and my back hits the wall, "Wolfie, you know you have Katerina..."
"Akira stop, please don't make it more difficult for me."
"I am not making anything difficult for you, I am just protecting my heart. I don't want to get hurt when you leave."
"I am not leaving, I have nowhere to go, Akira."
"Does it mean you are picking me over her?" I asked but he averted his gaze.
"You don't understand..."
"Then make me understand tell me everything that she is doing for you, maybe, I could do them. Please, Wolfie, leave her and I will give you whatever you want. I am your mate right?" I asked, I grabbed the Hem of his jacket while my head went to his chest. "Wolfie, I know I tell myself a thousand times that I can't love a wolf but the truth is, I don't want to lose you. Just as you can't bear to lose me. I can't as well. I don't want to lose you but I don't want to end up like my mother as well." My face was buried in his chest while I was speaking to him. Probably, I could appeal to his heart. "I don't want people calling me names, I don't want to be another mistress."
"Hey..." He cupped my face. "You are no mistress, you are my mate,"
"I don't feel like it, I feel like a mistress, hiding from your real wife. I feel like a thief, stealing what belongs to another female." He shakes his head, as his hand gently moves and caresses my hair. He runs his hand on my back. Pulling me into a hug. I stay there comfortable in his embrace.
"Give me time Akira, I just need a little time and I will make everything right." His breath was already fanning my neck while his free hand had found its way under my gown, moving his fingers to my inner thighs.
"Hmmm..." I moaned as his tongue went into my ear and his fingers moved further and further before they rested on my lace. His fingers were dangerously close to where his hand was desiring to touch and my body heat up. My hand snaked around his neck and my breath was coming out in haggard gasps. "Wolfie..." I moaned again.
"Logan..." We heard a voice from behind the door and he froze.
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