Chapter Twenty-nine

"He took me in for his reputation."

No one actually cared about me. Everyone has used me to fulfill their interests. The Greys, my former manager, my once besties... Even Kyle.

Kyle placed his hand on my shoulder. His big ,heavy hand that was gently patting me, felt nice. This was probably the first time someone had done something like that to me. Who? Kyle Moon. A narcissistic man who married me for the benefits.

Someone no different than the others who used me...

He will get tired of me eventually and abandon me too. This is a very common scenario.

Good thing that I have already killed this love inside my heart. I can only fall out of love to protect myself.

A few hours later, we returned home. I was about to go and take a shower when Kyle held my hand.

"Where are you going?"

"My bedroom"

"But we are married! We have to share bed"

"The contract states that we will not have any sexual contact"

"But that doesn't mean that we can sleep in the same bed..."

"But!-"

"No!"

*Sigh*

Kyle gave up and went to his room. Strangely enough, I felt a little disappointed. Why? Did I want Kyle to sleep with me?

I can't do that! We are not even married out of love.

The tightness in my chest didn't go away.

I went to my bedroom and sat by the window. I looked at the moon that was very confidently shining.

"You must be lonely too..."

The moon may be surrounded by countless stars but it seems lonely. Then again, the moon looks so stunning, that it doesn't seem to need company.

I wish I were like that...

A person who can shine alone and never be bothered by it.

Maybe it's my loneliness that made me sad when Kyle gave up trying to persuade me into sleeping in the same bed.

*Sigh*

I looked again at the sky and then my gaze fell on the horizon. The sky seems endless.

I went to my bed and threw my body to the soft mattress. A wave of relief washed me from head to toe as I finally relaxed. I took a deep breath and then exhaled deeply as if all my worries were leaving from my exhalation.

...

It was probably midnight when I woke up from a terrible nightmare...

I was at the Grey family's manor. I was wearing my little dirtied nightgown. Some parts of the seams were torn. I was always barefoot in that place. I was locked in the wine cellar.

A dark place filled with wine bottles. A rat passed in front of me. It was a rat as big as a puppy. I held my mouth to not make noise.

I know that they wouldn't come anyway. I was an outcast by everyone. Even the service. The rat squeaked violently as of it was telling me that I am not welcome. I had to defend myself.

I took a probably expensive bottle of wine and smashed it in the head of the rat. The now irritated beast, made a screeching squeak that terrified me. The broken wine bottle made a lot of noise.

The rat who was so energetic minutes ago, staggered and fell to the side leaving a little pond of blood.

The disgusting body kept twiching. I stood up slowly and very carefully moved away from the abhorrent sight.

The door of the wine cellar opened and a maid entered quickly. When she saw the dead rat and the shards of the expensive bottle of wine, she let out a high pitched scream that resembled the screeching squeak of the now dead rat.

She came close to me and grabbed my arm violently.

"You trash!"

She said with a groan and threw me to the cement wall.

"How dare you smash the most expensive bottle to kill a rat?"

"You should have killed yourself instead!"

She gave me a menacing look and slapped me so hard, that my head turned to the side.

I kept crying but she just slapped me again... And again... And again.

I thought to myself. She is right... Maybe I should have just killed myself.

The maid took out a whip and started swinging it against me. Every hit was numbing me. The pain was too much.

My little dirty nightgown turned as red as the vermilion red roses in the garden of the manor.

I woke up in sweat and panting. I felt something pushing my body down. Restraining me. Is if I was having sleep paralysis.

I took a deep breath and rubbed my eyes so that I could see clearly.

I turned my head to my left and saw nothing. Maybe it's my imagination.

No...

I turned my head to the right and saw a strange sight. Kyle Moon! He was sleeping in my bed! His heavy arm was pressing me down and It felt like sleep paralysis...

I breathed a sigh of relief. Thank god it wasn't a demon or something. I looked at Kyle. He was sleeping so soundly and yet, I had this frightening nightmare...

Not only that! He was the one who gave up wanting to sleep here yet he is sleeping here!

This calls for revenge!

I acted like I was sleeping and turned around throwing him down.

Too bad I didn't get to see his probably confused expression... Either way it gave me a bit of satisfaction. Hehe~

Kyle sat on the bed and covered me with the blanket.

"You push me away even in your sleep..." He said in a sad tone.

How ironic. He was the one who pushed me away so suddenly when he gave up!

How dare he say that.

I felt his soft lips giving me a gentle kiss on the right cheek.

Is he really sad about that?

At least he seemed like he was but what about me? How should I protect my heart? If I let myself get carried away by his seduction, I may end up worse than the time I loved manager Han.

I don't want another disappointment.

Truly. Love is the most terrible feeling. It's like a pair of handcuffs. A cage. A pretty cage into which everything seems pretty but it's fake.

A beautiful torture. This is what love is.

I hate love but I can't not love. Eventually I hate my incompetent self.

If I stopped loving, I wouldn't push him away. I am the one at fault.

Kyle left the room with slow steps that showed a bit of disappointment.

I got up in the morning from the loud noises coming from the kitchen.

Kyle Moon!!!

What can I do to sleep quietly?

I put effort to stand up and went to the kitchen walking like a zombie.

The kitchen was a disaster!

I frowned and looked at Kyle who was so in denial that he thought the burnt food that was now inedible, was a delicacy.

Poor Kyle...

I pushed him aside and cleaned the mess. After a few minutes I had made eggs and bacon for breakfast.

Kyle sat on the table and waited like a hungry dog. I served him a plate and prepared orange juice.

We ate breakfast and then headed to work. While at work I checked my messages and noticed a message from Tristan Gu.

' Don't forget! Today at eight we have a reunion! '

I texted him

' Send me the location '

Location sent.

I pressed on the location link and found out that it was a bar.

A well known bar at that.

Working hours came by quickly.

When I got home I started preparing for my night out.

I wore a revealing dress, sprayed my favourite perfume, did my makeup and wore high heels.

I headed towards the doorway when Kyle asked in a weird manner.

"Where are you going?"

"A friend returned from abroad and I am having a reunion night with this person."

Kyle stayed silent.

I left the house and hopped on my lovely Speth.

(Meanwhile...

Kyle called his assistant.

"Find out about the person Kira is meeting. Everything!" )

I arrived at the location of the bar and entered the brimming with music building. A lady came and signaled me to follow her.

We reached to a private booth. I opened the door and came face to face with Tristan Gu.

He was no longer the little boy in my memories.

He has a manly figure, he's tall but still his smile was the only thing that remained unchanged.

"Tristan!"

I run towards him and gave him a handshake.

Tristan smiled and gave me a hug. We sat on the leather couch and had a long talk about our lives.

(Meanwhile.

"What?! She is meeting Tristan Gu?"

Kyle frowned and said angrily.

"Tristan... That gigolo... " )

The door was forced open and Kyle entered furiously.

Kyle grabbed me by the wrist and said

"Come, we're going home"

"Wait! Kyle!"

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