SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 220

- HAZEL -

My wound has been treated. I’ve taken my antibiotics and had a decent light meal so right now, I’m in the shower, brushing my teeth. I’ve already had my bath, I just want to have a fresher breath when I meet with my parents.

I turn the sink tap on and cup my hand underneath to form a bowl, letting it fill up with water before bringing it to my mouth. With a quick suck, I fill my mouth with water, gurgle, then spit it out and repeat the process, rinsing the insides of my mouth of toothpaste.

It has been so long since I met with my parents and I truly can’t wait to meet them. After all, I’m the youngest child. Imagine the pamper now that I’m injured. A sly grin forms on my face. I’m about to make my existence unbearable to my elder siblings if they’re around.

I adore myself in the mirror for a while, straightening out my hair and whatever I thought needed rearrangement on my body and clothes before heading out. The room is empty. Killian isn’t here. In fact, after he dressed my cast, I haven’t seen him since.

I shrug it off, walking to the door. My luggage is already downstairs and I’m pretty much ready to leave, I’m sure he’s waiting for me there.

I head out of his room and walk the corridor till I stumble at the start of the stairs. Now I make my way down. I always wonder how his home seems so empty yet there are people in it. That must be the perks of having a mansion as huge as this with just one man being the resident in it? Because one thing I know for sure is that this place is crawling with servants yet you won’t even see a strand of their hair laying around or perceive their presence unless they’re called for.

Call me crazy, but I’ve never heard footsteps in this place other than mine. It’s so eerie yet fascinating. Every minute, this man reminds me that there are stages of wealth without rubbing it in my face. I mean come on?! Which regular professor slash business man has amounted such a fortune? He makes teaching as a side hustle a joke.

“Killian I think I’m ready to-“ My body shakes with fear the moment my foot steps on the last step. My eyes widens and my voice hangs in my throat. A familiar feminine cologne slips into my nose. The cologne is elegant and not considered so much to be tagged as choking yet I find it hard to breathe. My air seems restrained as terror brews over every part of my body.

I thought I had seen the last of her. I swallow. At least, I didn’t think I’ll see her this soon at all. The question ringing in my head is; what is she doing here? Even though I know she has every right to be. After all, it’s her fiancé’s place and I should not even be here.

Not without her.

“K. . . .ate.” My voice narrows into a dreadful whisper.

Her eyes run up and down my body. The furrow that forms as she studies me sends fright all over me.

“What are you doing here?” Is the first thing that leaves her mouth. I didn’t expect a greeting nor warm welcome but she went straight to the point. How do I explain what I am doing here? I can’t think of anything. The logical conclusion scares the shit out of me and part of me still hopes to find a good answer.

I want to tell her but not like this. Not this way. It’s the worst way to have her find out I’m having an affair with someone she’s about to get married to. Bile forms in my throat.

“You dare not be quiet, Hazel. If you’re well enough to walk then I know you’re well enough to speak so tell me, WHAT. THE. FUCK. ARE. YOU. DOING. HERE?!” Her tone is aggressive. She does not look happy.

I gulp, lowering my eyes to the ground. I can’t even call her name. “I-“ I can barely hear my own voice. “Kate I’m sor-“

“I see you two have already met.” A deep voice words from behind causing the two of us to avert our piercing gazes from each other. It’s Liam. Trust me, I am just as confused as she is but I don’t say a word.

Liam walks to my side and holds me to him. My frozen body barely moves a muscle. “Miss Kabello, my brother’s beloved, meet Hazel, my girlfriend.”

What?

My mouth drops. I can’t feel my feet. My chest feels so heavy right now and it’s not because he’s standing next to me but because of what he just said. Excuse me, but what?!

My eyes remain on the ground at this shocking revelation. I hate this. Lies upon lies, when does it ever end? It’ll only make coming out with the truth worse but dare I say a thing? No. Not now. Not when there are so many objects here and Kate and I are barely different when it comes to dealing with a heartbreaking trauma.

“So you’re dating?” Her voice drags on. I am not looking at her to see her facial expression but I can sense some disbelief.

Liam leans closer to me. His mouth rests just close to my ears. “Forgive me, but do I have your consent to touch you?” He whispers softly into my ears. My body is too stiff to move but I slightly move my head in what I think is a nod.

That’s when my awareness kicks in as I feel his hand on my waist. His finger probes my pelvis in gentle strokes. I can tell he’s being cautious about where his finger moves and I appreciate that but this. . . I don’t like this. Not one bit.

“Why else would I bring a lady to my brother’s house so early in the morning?” Liam says. He’s so good at lying that it scares me.

This is what we refer to as peak gaslighting and I cannot believe I’m allowing it. My eyes draw up from the ground to face my best friend.

Did she buy it? I hate myself for this but I hope so. Kate looks like she’s processing all of this. “That’s my childhood friend Liam, of course we’ve met.” Kate says, blinking profusely.

Ah, I see what Liam did. Him acting like he doesn’t know me, aside from being his supposed girlfriend, nor my relationship with Kate was the best go to alias. It means I never would be here with an ulterior motive because I won’t know who owns this place nor would I be close enough to Killian to know Liam is his brother. I have to say, whoever taught this man to lie taught him well. I need this skill. Just not to use on people I care deeply about. I swallow. Is this where I play along with his game or be honest?

I don’t know. Being mute and acting surprised is the best way to not tell a lie. My gaze wavers from Kate to the figure that just emerged behind her. It’s Killian. I don’t know how long he’s been here but he does not look thrilled. His eyes are on me, not my face, but a part of my body.

I don’t need to trace his gaze to know where it’s fixed on. I notice his jaw clench. Guilt pangs hard at me as our conversation of last night replays in my head. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Before coming here, I wondered how we would work out way to being together and what new passion and thrills it would bring but now that I’m here, now that I know Killian would rather not have me with his brother in the same room even though he’s there with me. . . And this bomb of me being Liam’s girlfriend dropped. . . I don’t know what to do.

Never have I felt more trapped in a mess by my own doing as I do right now.