Chapter 118 - 118 He's In Mess

"Sorry. Just hear him out, Wei Lin. The man's a mess." She shakes her head sorrowfully, then looks at Kevin, her expression changing instantly.

"And you, get in the kitchen immediately!" Sisi yells at Kevin.

He scowls.

" Girl. I can't f**king move, you evil cow!" He rubs himself again, rolling his head back on the chair.

Sisi ignores his state in huffs and pulls him out of the chair. He groans, closing his eyes and gingerly limping from the room.

I can't believe her.

"The treacherous cow!" She shouts at Kevin

She backs out of the room, giving me eyes full of sympathy.

She wouldn't have to act so f**king sorry if she the ones letting him in, she was the stupid, stupid best friend.

I turn to face the window before he walks in. I really can't look at him. I'll burst into tears if I do, and I don't want him to have any excuse to comfort me or wrap his big warm arms around me.

I brace myself for his voice to wash over me, every frazzled nerve ending buzzing and every muscle tense. I hear nothing.

But as every hair on the back of my neck tingles, standing upright, I know he's near. My body's response to his potent presence has me closing my eyes, taking a deep breath and praying for strength.

"Babe, please look at me." His voice is quivering, full of emotion.

I swallow the ping pong ball-sized lump in my throat, fighting back a barrage of tears that start pooling in my eyes.

"Babe, please," I could feel his hand brush down the back of my arm.

I flinch at the contact.

"Don't touch me." I find the courage I need to turn round and face him.

His head is dropped, his shoulders sagged.

I found he looks pitiful, but I mustn't be swayed by his sorrowful state. I've been influenced too many times by manipulation of his, and this...this is just another form of manipulation…his style.

Plus, I've been so blinded with his alluring, I haven't been seeing straight.

His glazed eyes pull themselves from the floor to meet mine.

"Why did you even take me there?" I ask in throaty.

"Because I want you with me all of the time, I can't be away from even minutes. You know that?" He says gently.

"Oh, so you'd better get used to it because I will never to see you again." My voice is calm and controlled, but the pain that slices through my heart in response to my own words is enough to floor me on the spot.

His eyes swim, searching mine.

"NO! You don't mean that. I know you don't mean that. We are even engaged." He says.

"YES! I mean it. And I call for the break up the engagement," I say in a rasp.

His chest is expanding on each deep inhale, his hair in disarray and his frown line a crater across his forehead. The distress splashed across his face is like an ice spear through my heart.

"Babe, I never meant to hurt you." he murmurs.

"Well, you are. Before you've trampled into my life and trampled all over my heart. I tried to walk away. I knew there was more than meets the eye. But why didn't you let me walk away?" My voice starts to trail off as the gravel in my throat starts to win the battle and tears start to pinch at my eyes.

Damn me, I should have listened to my instincts.

He starts chewing his bottom lip

"Babe, you never really wanted to walk away from the start." His voice is barely audible.

"Yes, I did!" I blurt on a sniffle.

"I've even fought you off. I knew I was heading for trouble, but you were relentless. What happened? You even murdered. I saw that expression. It's hurt me tremendously. That's a man even begs you for his last bit life but you give a cold blood command instead Is that human being is?" I say.

He shakes his head.

"That's a reason truth behind it. You have to listen to the reason of it," He steps forward, and I remove myself from his reach.

"Just get out," I say calmly, my body shaking, my breathing hitching, all evidence that I'm far from calm.

I barge past him, knocking his shoulder.

"Babe, please no. I can't let you go. I need you in my life," His pleading voice is going to haunt me for the rest of my days.

I swing around violently.

"NO! You don't need me!" I fight to keep my voice solid.

"You want me for your pleasure beast. Oh God, you are dominant, aren't you?" Flashes of all our s.e.x.u.a.l encounters pass through my mind at a hundred miles an hour.

He's truly fierce in the bedroom and more fierce outside it too even has cold blood enough to sentenced others life. His powerful far beyond my imagination

"NO! Babe, hear me first," he denied.

"Then what with the control issue then? And the dominance and all your commands that I must listen to you?" I ask.

"Babe making love with you because I love you so much. I can't get close enough to you. And my control is because I'm frightened to death if there something will happen to you…that thought thinking that you'll be taken away from me. I cannot bears to accept it. Babe, I've waited too long for you to reach me. Listen, I'll do anything to keep you safe. Babe only you all I need, I've lived a life with got no love or feeling care long enough before. Believe me, I need you…please...please don't you ever leave me," He walks towards me, but I step back, fighting the instinct to let him swathe me.

He stops.

"Babe, I'll never able to change or stop this. I've have been grounding and trained from my young life to take over this duty and position of mine as the household owner, and I will never able to recover a bit from my behaviour when I'm with you. This is what my nature is." He says in meant.