SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 136

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“Well that was definitely a chore.” Asami laughs. My head is bowed to the ground as I stand still in place. She thinks this is funny?

Hazel has been lurking around the house long enough to know we were in here and know something about Asami that I didn’t tell her. Plus her laptop was in here. Something I definitely did not bring into this place so the only explanation for that would be Asami doing the honours. I wonder if she knew when Hazel arrived yet didn’t say anything. My conclusion is pissing me off.

Asami knows how much I wanted to leave Hazel out of this, even if she wasn’t inclined to tell me when she noticed Hazel’s arrival, she should’ve stayed here with me in this room longer or at least shut up about whatever she blabbed about.

My fists begins to clench. I can feel the pain of my self inflicted cuts reignite and spread throughout my body as I deepen the wound but I don’t care. I need this pain to keep me level headed.

The sound of shoe soles scraping the floor along with broken glass pieces rings in my ears followed by the sound of heels clonking on the ground.

“She did last off being dumb way longer than I expected,” Asami says, her voice calm yet holding mockery. “I can’t even begin to-“

“You think this is funny?” I ask, cutting her short, calmness trailing off my tone. I am anything but calm. I’m pissed off by Asami’s display. I only stayed quiet because I wanted to know how far with her gibberish talk she was willing to go and because I wasn’t sure if Hazel wanted me to intervene.

Now I don’t even know if there’s much to go back to since I chose to stay quiet. Hazel’s mad at me. Her seething gaze as she stared at me with disgust revealed that to me and she told me not to go after her. Now I question my earlier decisions and don’t know if it is wise to still be standing here even after she’s gone but there are loose roots I need to tie. Loose roots like the one standing in front of me right now.

“Very much so.” Asami responds. She means it. Her tone is way too relaxed for this.

My jaw tightens. I don’t think she understands how dire the situation is and how careful she needs to be with her words. My teeth feasts on my tongue, biting it hard till the pang fills my head. That’s when I part my lips and let out an exhale, trying to maintain my calm demeanour.

“Every single day you piss off every last nerve and force my restraint to hang on a thread. Can’t you be sane for one minute?” It’s a rhetorical question, every word leaving my mouth is sterner than the previous and the more I stand here and think about what just happened, the easier it is for me to comprehend how insufferable Asami is and why I never thought to discard her long ago. My gaze meets hers, staring at her dead in the eye.

I’m surprised I’ve managed to hold my fury in for this long. Maybe I’m giving her a chance to redeem herself? Maybe I’m looking for a reason to not do everything inhumane to this lady or maybe, just maybe I’m waiting for her to say one thing that will put my rage on a pedestal that will force me to harm her. I don’t know, I’m way too sensitive to think clearly and answer myself.

“I was never born sane.” My breath hitches at her words. Wrong answer, Asami. “Nor was I raised in a sane environment.” She cocks her head to the side. “Plus, what’s wrong with saying the truth? Whatever you have with her is temporary and I wonder when you’d grow up to understand and leave the girl alone!” Her tone raised with each word, like the continuous speech got her enraged. “She’s nothing but a fling, Killian. You two were never compatible. She was never yours to begin with and in the end, another man will have her for himself so why delay that ending when you can save yourself the hassle?”

Hearing this cut the last thread and I didn’t know when I ran over to her, grabbing her by the neck as I pushed her body down to my table allowing her back slam hard against it.

The silent scream that left her lips along with her widened gaze told a lot of words. My action took her unaware. My grip on her neck tightens. Her attempt to break my hand free was all but a futile feeble attempt.

I’m trying so hard to be calm so not to do something drastic but at the same time, the urge to end her life right here is adamant.

A choke slid in my ears. I can hear her gag while her fingers try to dig in between the collision of her now swollen neck and my hand to release my tight grip on her neck. Having this woman struggle under me, watching as her breath gets choked out of her lungs as I strangle her pleases me. “Not strong enough, Asami?” I ask, leaning my head lower to face her. Her answer to that was a strained gasp. That only makes my hand tighten around her neck more till she lets out a stifled scream.

Her body seems to be frozen. I can feel no hit or anything that seems like a form of attack to push me away.

“Listen and listen carefully. If you even dare say such words to my face or approach Hazel with any intent to cause her pain, both physically and emotionally, your neck wouldn’t be the only thing getting hurt.” I let my lips rest beside her ears. “And trust me, S wouldn’t be able to save you either.”

A suppressed gasp leaves her lips. Her hands are moving everywhere at this point.

I should let go. I can see the tint on her skin redden due to my hardened hold but I don’t want to. I know I can’t kill her. I know I won’t.

I have a policy never to lay my finger on a lady and she has done so well trying to push me against that policy.

“Is that understood?” She can’t nod. All her advances are fighting for her life.

“Killian.” She finally squeaks, her eyes watery. Her nail dig deep into my hand as she tugs at it. “Killian let go.” Her body starts to twitch like a worm. Her air flow is starting to run out.

What am I doing? I should let go. My fingers clench instead, sinking into her skin in a gruesome way.

“Killian please.” A gasp struggles to leave her lips as she manages to breathe. That came out as a croak. Her eyes shut tight then opens, they’re red. “It’s digging. . . into the. . . the gun shot wound on my back. Killian please. . . . you’re killing me.”

My eyes widen and my hands withdraws from her faster than I anticipated. Falling to the ground with both hands around her neck is Asami, gasping for air. Her knees lands on the broken ceramic lamp pieces on the floor. It is now I see the broken shafts glued into her skin and her blood.

So much blood.

My heart stops for a second as I look at her. Realisation of what I had done to her hits me in a very awful way and it’s not a good feeling. I take a step forward, I shouldn’t ask this but I do anyway. “Are you okay?” I say, my voice low and filled with concern. Genuine concern.

Her head swings my way. “Please. . . Stay away from me.” Asami croaks managing to stand.

“Asami, I’m sorry.”

She shakes her head. “You’re not.” She breath, her voice like a whisper as she staggers to the door. “Just leave me alone, Killian. What wrong did I do loving you and hanging on?” She looks at me, tears falling just beneath her eyelids.

Asami is stronger than this. She should be stronger than this. Were my calculations wrong this whole time? Such wounds shouldn’t be able to make her look so miserable and weak. I take a step forward.

“Don’t. Just leave me alone.” She breaths, her body shivering at the door. She looks terrified. Her eyes masks trauma and. . . fear. Her silhouette is the last thing I see before her figure disappears into thin air. Fuck. I messed up. . . again.

Twice in one day, two women told be to stay away. One I used to love and one I am deeply in love with.