Blaze’s POV
Upon hearing that voice, I knew that it was no one other than him.
Still, I turned around grimacing in annoyance as I shoot one of my best death glares at my smirking best friend who stood a few inches away from us.
I felt Phoebe’s scramble behind me to fix her appearance and glance at her one last time to see her flushed beet red. Her eyes hazel green eyes were cast down in mortification which was etched on all over her beautiful delicate features.
I smirk inwardly because I’m the one who’s the reason behind her shallow breaths.
I at least wanted to sample her luscious sweet taste before this little fucker decided to interrupt us.
I refocus my attention back on Andres’ face as he tries to hide his grin.
“Out of all the time you could annoy me, you had to choose now” I state with irritation and fold my arms over my chest.
“I uh-h, I shoul
*I know Phoebe is not the most lovable character out there but I want you readers to understand that she faced a lot of issues in her teenage and is still struggling to cope up with them. Just bear along with her and I promise she won’t disappoint you*Phoebe’s POV“What is your past with the Woodwards?”I can bet that it has been a solid five minutes since he asked me this question and I’m still staring at the silver vase filled with white lilies that were rested on one corner of his desk.If I look close enough, I can see a beautifully engraved inscription on the center of it.Suddenly I felt like I was inside one of Dr. Axton’s therapy sessions which I abhorred when I first met her and used this same trick when I wanted to ignore her.Except the situation was now different, I was sitting opposite to no one other
Phoebe’s POVI feel tears welling on the corner of my eyes and my vision becoming blurry and soon look down to hide the hurt creeping in my eyes away from him.I try to bring my shaky hand to stifle my sob that threatens to break out from my throat.If only anyone had the slightest clue on how pathetic I felt at the moment.Gone was my fierce attitude.This is exactly what I was afraid of. I knew that Blaze was capable of hurting me but I never thought that it would be this hard to take in. It felt almost like someone was piercing a knife in my chest, twisting it over and over again to spread the pain, and soon the shortness of breath followed in its wake.It wasn’t like I was hearing these kinds of words for the first time; in fact, I was used to it. Yet, Blaze saying it all out loud made the reality sound so…painfulSure, I bought this all upon myself when I decided to anger him to distra
Phoebe’s POVBlackness...Pain...Lastly numbness...Each sensation took place in turns.It felt strange as if someone had doused me inside a large bucket of cold water filled with ice cubes.Oh, wait! There was indeed ice cubes except being the idiot I was, I fell inside whatever that it was willingly.Despite being wrapped around a warm heavy duvet, I still felt like being trapped underneath that grass-like surface.The nerve ending of my skin prickled due to the sudden change of atmosphere from cold to warm. I try to move but it feels like someone is pressing me down on the mattress of the bed on which I was currently residing.As soon as I register someone dabbing a warm washcloth on my forehead, panic seizes me and with my body still protesting from the recent violence, I do my best to open my eyes and try to sit up.I open my eyes with a small groan
Phoebe’s POVI stay immobilized with shock as his cold demeanor slips off slightly and the picture of vulnerability takes its place.It bemused me severely because he looked so...fragileI felt my chest feel heavy with unnamed emotions as I stared at him and decide to remain silent. After all, I really had no wish to watch him crumble because I know it will break me to see him like this, knowing that I’m the one who made him visit a part of his memory lane which he desperately wanted to part with.However, he mistakes my silence as persistence for him to go on and continues with his saying “The whole castle used to be dark and hauntingly scary when I was born. My parents couldn’t leave because my grandpa was sick and wanted to be with his children before he died. I was the firstborn and for some reason, he wanted to mold me in his own sick ways. He used to lock me up in this very room when I was four and I
Phoebe’s POV“There is so little I know about you…”I trail off as the words spill out of my mouth and get lost in the stream of water cascading over us. I squeeze my eyes shut because I regret verbalizing my thoughts out as soon as they reach my ears. I already dread Blaze’s reply and expect him to call me a hypocrite because that was exactly what I was being at the moment.Instead, he surprises me by nuzzling his face in the crook of my neck and murmurs tiredly “I knowamour,I know”“Were both being selfish, aren’t we?” I state and stare up at the ceiling with a wistful look on my face. The shiny black marble reflected both of our bare bodies and I observed Blaze’s expression as my question sinks in his head.“I know” He replies with the same answer again. I was feeling a bit irritated after getting the same response again
Phoebe’s POVHe looks at me for the longest time then suddenly he throws me down on the bed.“Whoa Bla-” He unexpectedly cuts me off by kissing me and I open my mouth to provide him access as he slides his tongue.His tongue slowly strokes mine in a strong frenzy and I feel myself growing impossibly wet with each passing second.After what felt like ages, he breaks away from me only to swipe his tongue seductively on the length of my neck and pushes one long finger inside my sex.My gapes open with a loud moan and I move my hips in motion as his fingers keep plunging inside me over and over again, hitting the front wall of my vagina each time.“Damn it, love, you’re dripping wet” He rasps out and I still move my hips in sync to his fingers greedily taking in all that I have to offer.My body bucks off the bed as he hits my g-spot and seeing my face contort with pleasure, he continue
Phoebe’s POVHe fucked like the devil.This was my first thought when I woke up in the morning wrapped around Blaze.For some inexplicable reason, I was relieved to know that he didn’t leave like last time.Huh inexplicableOf course, I knew why I was relieved. If he left like last time, I would’ve been a crying mess by now.The brown silk sheets cocooned us in its warmth as I play the last few days’ occurrences in my head.Jesus! Honestly, it felt like someone dragged me through a car wash with my car’s roof open.Firstly the anxiety of bumping with Nate in Seattle, then this project, the pros, and cons of sleeping with Blaze, the trap at the labyrinth, Nate coming to my rescue, and lastlyfinallysleeping with Blaze.He was a temptation I couldn’t get rid of. Everything reminded me of him.Especially after last night, my bo
Phoebe’s POV “You’re wrong” He mumbles so softly that I almost don’t hear him. I turn my head to study his face which was now, unfortunately, devoid of emotions. “I don’t understand,” I say. He looks up and locks his eyes with mine and I see the pain behind those gorgeous orbs. A myriad of emotions was splayed across his eyes. From sorrow to regret, from regret to remorse, from remorse to relief, all of them lasting for a few seconds only to settle with relief. “You’re wrong because whether you believe it or not, you do mean a lot to me, Phoebe. I don’t know why or how this happened but you have no clue how much it hurt me to see you so fragile and weak when Nate brought you in last night. Seeing Nate carrying you inside the castle…” He trails off saying and his eyes squeeze shut with evident fury and frustrations. And continues again “…it made me incredibly angry knowing that because of my stupid mistake, you almo