Chapter 8: This is It

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Elena's P.O.V:

The second his lips touched mine, all thoughts vanished and electricity poured into my veins.

One of Knight's hands were fisted in my hair while the other was around my waist, molding me to his body. For an instant, I forgot everything around me. The only thing running through my mind as he parted my lips to put his tongue inside my mouth, was that this felt right. A sense of belonging washed over me, a sudden peacefulness that had been absent in my life for...for the past three months...

I wrenched myself back from the kiss and at the same time pushed him back with all the strength I had. It was only when I tasted the iron in my mouth that I noticed that I'd bitten his tongue hard enough to draw blood. Good. It was a very small price to pay for everything he did to me.

Knight stumbled back, his eyes wide as he looked at me as if he was still in a daze; the slight red tint on his lips proof that I had indeed been able to do some harm. I grit my teeth to bring my breath under control as I watched him closely, ready to move out of the way if he tried something funny again.

"What was that for?" He asked surprised, his breathing still a bit uneven.

I didn't answer. How could he even ask that question! The arrogant son of a bitch!

But then he regained his composure and his frown turned into a smirk. "You know," he said as he took a step towards me. "I've been watching that video a lot lately."

Immediately, I felt my face paled. Why was he talking about that video? Why now? Didn't he promise not to release it to the press? A million questions swirled in my head but I didn't have the courage to ask them.

Knight took that as an invitation to prolong my torture. "You love with so much passion Elena, such fury. I've missed it the past few months. Nothing else seems to satisfy me any longer."

This time, I swallowed my fear as put on an acidic smile on my face. "Why Knight Blaze Tyson," I emphasized on his surname just to watch his brows frown. "Wasn't Ava enough for you? You got her divorced, made her children fatherless and now when nothing's standing between the two of you, you just leave her to bite the dust? Why, didn't want the extra burden?"

"Don't you dare blame that on me! And if you've forgotten already, you were the one who leaked those photos!" Knight came at me so fast with his hands raised that for an instant thought he was going to hit me, until his hands slapped the wall on either side of my head, the noise making me wince.

"Ava dug her own grave," he spat. "The only one responsible for her children's condition is Ava herself! She should've thought of them before she slept with other men! "

I winced at his tone but I also knew it was true. If Ava hadn't wanted to get divorced then she shouldn't have cheated. But why leave her in such a condition when he's also just as responsible for it? Was this what he'd do when he finds out about my baby too? But just as that thought passed my mind I felt my gut wrench in violent rebuke.

He'll never know! I won't subject my child to such hatred even before it's born!

But before I could reply to him, a sudden sense of nausea hit me and I felt bile rise up my throat. Pushing past Knight, I ran to the other side of the room where a small washroom was located and gushing into it, threw up in the toilet. A short while later, I felt hands on my shoulder as Knight brushed the hair away from my face while I wrenched my guts out.

After I'd thrown up my lunch, I closed the toilet seat and leaned my head against the wall opposite to it. Right now, I didn't care about hygiene in the least; I was fucking tired of throwing up all the time!

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