HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION (An Erotic Billionaire Romance) novel Chapter 144

Meadow’s POV:

I felt the urge to step back, but I forced myself to stand my ground. Glaring up at him, I answered: ” Didn’t feel like it when you asked me to get out of your office.”

“I didn’t ask you to get out-”

“Oh but you were so repulsed by the idea of me loving you that you couldn’t even fuck me?” The laugh that escaped my mouth was mirthless. No emotion behind it, just plain and painful. “Do you at least agree with me on that? That your dick went fucking soft inside of me all because of three little words.”

They weren’t little words, but still. I didn’t deserve that.

I didn’t.

“No, I don’t agree,” he said calmly, running a hand through his hair. “I am not repulsed by you, Meadow. You do not, and will never repulse me, baby.”

“Don’t call me that.” My voice shook, tears threatening to fall all over again. I didn’t want to cry in front of him.

I couldn’t. Not when I was trying to prove to myself that I was strong. That I wasn’t going to let another man break me the way Tyler did.

Although, I couldn’t even compare Tyler and Alaric.

What Tyler did to me was nothing. Tyler never treated me the way Alaric does. He never cared for me like he did. He never treated me the way Alaric treats me–like I’m the only person he cares about.

“Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t want me calling you baby.” His voice was low and deep and smooth, and it sent shivers down my spine.

I didn’t look him I’m the eyes. “That’s not the fucking point of this,” I bit out, stepping back, but as I did so, I stumbled on my baggage, and I would’ve toppled over, but Alaric’s arm caught me just in time.

Perfect.

Just the thing I needed. For the man I was trying to get away from to hold me like he never wanted to let me go.

His eyes softened as he watched me. Slowly, he adjusted me until I was on my own two feet again as heat crept up my neck. “Meadow, what happened at the office was just…” he trailed off.

“Just what?” I asked, getting frustrated with every single second that passed. I crossed my arms in front of my chest, shooting him a deep scowl. “Just what, Alaric? I’m tired of playing these games with you.”

“I’m not playing games, Meadow. I fucking need you!”

He sounded tortured, like he genuinely didn’t know what to do or how to deal with this.

He knew, though. He knew exactly how to fix this. But he wasn’t going make an attempt do to it because that wasn’t how he felt about me.

He didn’t love me.

He.

Didn’t.

Love.

Me.

And I was an idiot for falling for another man without any reassurance.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice…

Shame. On. Me.

“I know,” I whispered, flipping my hair back to distract my tear glands from releasing the tears. I wasn’t going to cry in front of him. I wasn’t going to cry. “And I know it’s probably not fair of me to leave when I’m the only one you can feel, but I have to put me first, Alaric. I have to put my mental health first. If I keep letting you treat me like this, knowing you feel nothing for me, it’s going to drive me completely crazy. So I can’t.”

I allowed myself to step closer even as my vision blur. “Alaric, for my own sanity, I can’t stay. And I think we both understand how important my sanity is.”

I had never spoken about this to anyone. Heck, I had never even allowed myself to think this way, but at this point, it was fucking obvious.

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