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Chapter 314
Chapter 314“How,” | whisper, frozen, staring up at Ivan. “How did you know...”1/3
And then his face falls as | basically admit it — this thing that he’s thinking, that he’s figured out. And | can see that I’ve really,really hurt him.
“Fuck you, Fay,” Ivan whispers, his voice harsh with hate.
“Fuck you for picking that old, dead man over me. He’s fucked, Fay,” he shakes his head now as he stares at me like his heart isbroken. “And | told you that, and offered you everything. And you picked him anyway.”
And | reach out for him, desperately unhappy at his words — and to see him so hurt and at first he swats my hand away but thenThen Ivan grabs me.
And he wraps one hand around my waist, and buries the other in my hair, and pulls me against him, and kisses me like adrowning man. Like I’m the gasp of air he'll ever breathe.
I'm completely surprised by it, and swept away, and confused —But my body responds and | feel myself leaning into him as heChapter 314
wraps me closer against his chest, as he bends me backwards under the force of his emotions, kissing me like we’ve come tothe end of a great thing.
And then he lets me go, almost all at once.
Just drops me, his hands and his arms gone in an instant, so fast that | stumble back a few steps and Heathcliff shies a bit at mysudden movement. | put a hand out on the horse’s shoulder to steady myself, looking for Ivan.
But he’s already at the door of the stall, glaring back at me like he hates me now.novelbin
“Get out of the house, Fay,” he says, the words falling from his mouth like bricks. “Now. Immediately. Get out of the house thisweek, or...” he shakes his head and clenches his jaw suddenly, as if catching himself. But he hauls his gaze back up to mine fora brief second. “Or you'll be dead, Fay,” he whispers. “With the rest of them.”
And I’m still staring after him, my mouth hanging open in shock, even after he’s gone.
A few minutes later Jerome comes back to the stall door, looking curiously over his shoulder. “He didn’t look to happy” he says,but his sentence is cut short when he sees my face. | haven't moved, not at all, from my place next to Heathcliff.
“Fuck, Fay,” Jerome says, hurrying in to take me by the shoulders, his eyes darting over my face. “Are you all right?Chapter 314You're white — seriously, it’s a cliché, but you're as white as a sheet.”
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| suck a deep breath in then, lookingup at Jerome, and then | nod shakily.Jerome doesn't gnome cntand he rags me inti rms, tuckingmy htad in beneath his chin. Heholds me for a long couple ofmoments, muttering kind andcomforting things, stroking my hairsoftly as | come back to myself. Thecontent is on NovelDrama.Org! Readthe latest chapter there!
After a few minutes | pull away a bit, and he lets me.
“Seriously Fay,” he says, his voicedesperate and curiauscandtender’‘What the relict i say?” Thecontent is on NovelDrama.Org! Readthe latest chapter there!
But I’m not ready to tell him now.Kent. Kent has to know first.And fuck...1 want Kent, right now. Want to be in his arms.
“Can you take me home, Jerome?” |ask ina SUE (avetogd"'home. Righ? Now.” The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!