Chapter 163

I threw him out, cursing and slamming the door in his face with my boobs still wet from the heat of his mouth as he had suckled on them through my shirt.
I ignored him pounding on the door with pleas at first, then threats before more pleas again and I never budged. He respected himself enough not to break down the door and barge in demanding my time. I went back to the bed and sat on it picking at my nails and swinging my legs restlessly wondering if Orian was truly sorry but considering how he always had a way of turning his back on me. He never is sorry and If I was ever to get back with him, it would take a miracle for I was truly done with this man.
I spent the rest of the day locked in my room trying not to cry as I fiddled with the necklaces on my neck and the looming shadow creeping under my door never leaving.