Masked Feelings

"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. "Why are you touching me? Am a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me?

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Chapter 85: Blood Run Cold

"What?" Rose gasped then stared at me. She blinked once, twice and thrice before finally taking a deep breath. Shock was evident on her face. "What the hell is he talking about?" Rose asked me. She didn't want to believe Jace.

Don't believe him. Please.

I didn't know how to signal her that I was in some deep trouble and I needed her help. I gulped when I realized that my best friend was now glaring at me. Rose scoffed before shaking her head in disbelief. She clenched her jaws, then glared at Jace's and I interlinked hands.

"So this is what you've been doing!" Rose snapped at me. My eyes widened. For the first time in my life, Rose was actually furious at me. "We're all looking for your boyfriend! For the father of your future child! And you're here, with the man I love!" she exclaimed in disbelief. "Wait! Maybe the child is not Damian's after all!" she said. I noticed her eyes tearing up and mine started tearing up too.

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