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Zara
My heart stupidly fluttered at those words before anger pushed through my chest and I ended up pulling out of his grip and turning away, my face feeling flushed.
“Leave me alone.” I muttered angrily, then I resumed walking. He stopped me with a grip on my wrist which he used in tugging me backwards and a startled sound left my throat. I scowled up at him as I pushed off his chest, wiping at my face again.
“You think I’m pathetic, right? That’s why you’re here, to tell me that.” I bit out, my chest heaving. He was still holding my wrist, his hand stupidly large and making me feel dizzy.
He c****d his head sideways as he regarded me. “I think it’s pathetic to be in love with someone who isn’t in love with you, especially when it’s always been obvious to everyone but you.” As he spoke, I ducked my head in mortification, feeling like the biggest fool ever.
I still don’t know how I completely missed it. Now that I was thinking about it, whenever he comes over, he spends more time with Zade than with me.
“I’m so stupid.” I finally whispered and Kael snorted, then I scowled at him again.
“But you knew about this. You knew he was just playing me and you never said a thing!” I bit out, attempting but failing to free my hand from his hold.
His lips were in a thin line as he spoke.
“Of course I didn’t, don’t you understand how loyalty works? I expected you to figure it out yourself, but it was clear that wasn’t happening after you told me how much you loved him this evening, that’s why I had to finally let you up, knowing they were together, cause I believe you deserved better than that.”
As he spoke, I felt my eyes start to well up with tears again. He was right, he owed his brother loyalty after all. I was the one to blame in this situation, cause I’m so stupid.
“How would I face everyone in this town? They’ll never stop gossiping about this. My parents are never gonna stop telling me they told me so. How would I move past this shame?” I whispered as I angrily wiped my face with my free hand.
Kael spoke at that moment. “Everyone would move on in no time. Gossips don’t harm anyone.”
That was easy for him to say. Of course he was already immune to all the gossip about him. But I don’t think I could survive being gossiped about.
He finally let go of my wrist and I exhaled shakily”.
He pulled out something from his pocket and handed it to me. My eyes widened as I realized what it was. It was an entry card that granted access to his club.
The forbidden veil.
I stiffened as my eyes met his. “This is…”
He nodded, cutting me off. “Yes, it is. Come over to my club tonight. You can forget about this heartbreak and let loose. It would help tremendously.”
I tentatively accepted the card, unable to believe I was touching it. My brother had vehemently forbade me from going ten feet close to that club, even though I was no longer a kid. I’ll literally be twenty two in six months.
“Won’t my older brother be mad you’re doing this?” I asked as I blinked up at him.
Kael’s lips twitched then he suddenly leaned down, making the breath stutter in my chest as his breath fanned my cheek.
“That’s why it would be our little secret, and it’s just a single night to help your wounded heart after all. What could it hurt?”
He was right. What could it hurt?
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Kael
As I watched Zara walk off, her plush ass swaying in the snug pants she had on, I had this deep urge to chase after her like a predator chasing his prey. This urge to kiss her until she melts against my chest and whimpers my name, roared through my mind.
I almost did it this evening when I had her pinned against the wall. She’s always been insanely beautiful and even while crying tonight, she was just as ethereally gorgeous, with fiery red hair and large, blue eyes, a small nose, and plump pink lips that always seemed like they were begging to be devoured by me.
As I headed back home, I felt extremely furious, along with a strong urge to gouge my brother’s eyes out for hurting her. I was just as furious the day I discovered that Drake was just playing her, but I remained silent and kept telling myself to stay out of it because it was none of my business.
I desired her so much, I always did since I moved here from the states five years ago, but because she was Micah’s little sister, I knew she was off limits. Micah had vehemently warned me against entertaining any thoughts concerning his little sister right after we moved here and he caught me watching her a little too hard during a party where she had looked so breathtaking.
It was why I kept her at arms length and was always cold to her, to help fight off my desire for her which seemed to grow bigger as the years passed. I didn’t grow up here, I grew up in the states, which was where I met Micah, Zara’s older brother and my best friend. We hit it off instantly and after schooling together, I decided to accompany him back here after a tragedy took place back in the states which didn’t just ruin my reputation, but also ruined my life and made me into this monster that I am today.
On stepping into the house, I headed for a scowling Drake and punched him hard across the face. He reared back and groaned, cupping his now bleeding nose. “I warned you not to hurt her, didn’t I??”
“This is your fault, Kael. If you hadn’t brought me to this stupidly small town, I’d not have had to hide who I am!” He cried out angrily and I felt like punching him again.
“So, what? You decided to hurt another person just to hide who you really are? And why should people’s opinions bother you to this extent?” I asked sharply and he flinched.
I faced Zade who jumped from fear. “And you, you were also hiding who you are behind your twin? Go apologize to your twin, but that’s if she’ll forgive you. You should be ashamed of yourself for hurting her this way,” I growled and his face crumbled again.
I could never discriminate against gay people, people should be allowed to f**k whoever they want. Since my brother came out to me, I accepted him fully and promised him nothing would change between us. So it shocked me when he one night told me he was dating Zara, claiming to now be bisexual. I should have known that was bullshit.
“I never meant to hurt Zara, I swear. Guilt always ate me up everyday. It’s just that… I’ve loved and been with Drake in secret way before he began to date Zara. He only dated Zara to be closer to me… even though I never approved of that.” Zade whispered dejectedly, hugging himself.
“So, let me get this straight… You hoped to keep f*****g Drake in secret even after he gets ‘married’ to your sister?” I asked and he shook his head fast.
“No! I still advised Zara to not go ahead with the marriage because I seriously care about her!” He cried out.
Drake stepped forward and held Zade’s hand, still looking unremorseful. “I believe marrying Zara is the perfect excuse for me and Zade to always be around each other without anyone suspecting anything.”
I scoffed, feeling glad that I did put an end to this mess tonight, then I turned and headed inside to get ready to attend the club tonight.
Hopefully Zara shows up.
As soon as I arrived at the club, Morris offered me a salacious grin, one he uses whenever he wants to talk about something freaky. Morris is the only one I trusted enough to smoothly run things here in my absence whenever I was busy dealing with other s**t relating to my gang popularly known as The Spades. He was at the entrance of the club, smoking while keeping a sharp eye on everyone.
“Guess who arrived about five minutes ago?” He asked and I rolled my eyes, huffing in irritation.
“Is it Janice? I hope you didn’t let her in.” I swore and he snickered. Janice has been desperately chasing after me since when we f****d months ago but I wouldn’t be breaking my one-night-f**k rule for anyone. Definitely not for her.
“Nah.”
“Who? Iris? Lola? Crys? Viva—”
“Jesus, I get it man, it’s none of them!” Morris cut me off as he barked out a laugh while shaking his head.
“Who is it then? I don’t have all night.” I gritted. He sobered up, then his eyes twinkled as he responded.
“It’s your little obsession.” He reveled and I instantly tensed up. There’s only one person he referred to by that term, because he knew how much I’ve obsessed over her.
“Zara is here already?” I echoed quietly and he nodded.
“Walted in here in a cute, little dress. You just know all the freaks in there are already gobbling her up with their eyes.”
“Why didn’t you call me instantly? You shouldn’t have let her in.” I snapped but Morris shrugged. “But where’s the fun in that? And besides… you gave her a freaking invite. That means you wanted her here.”
I saw red after that. f**k, f**k. I shoved past a snickering Morris into the club.
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