All Chapters of Second Fated Mate : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Esmeralda's POV. There was something about him that I couldn't quite put my finger on. His obvious unusual closeness to Killian was a start and the fact that he didn't appear like he was happy to see me. If he really was just a good friend of Killian's then, he would've been happy for his friend that I was returned. Or maybe it was because he was a good friend of Killian's. That he knew that Killian did not even care about me. He knew that to Killian I was a simple responsibility and that was why he just didn't give a fuck about my arrival. "What happened to him?" Mikel's mother asked. Killian opened his mouth to answer but before he did, another voice came in, "he was badly beaten up by Frederick and his men ''. The voice was mine. Killian's eyes fell on me and so did everyone in the room. Including that friend of his. Killoam gave me a smile but it wasn't enough to get rid of the indignation I was feeling in my heart. "Camille," he called. Her name was Camille after all.

Esmeralda's POV My heart skipped a beat as those words flowed into my ears. I was a bit unsettled and I kind of wanted to run away but he was still holding my hand. His grip was strong and he held me like he was the only meaningful thing in his life. Wesley walked over to where we were standing, Killian gave him his full attention but he still held my hand. "I'm leaving," he said hurriedly. Killian slightly frowned, "why so suddenly?" Wesley chuckled and placed a hand on Killian's shoulder, "do you have any use of me, friend? Your woman is here now, shouldn't show her just how much you missed her or you want me to watch?" My cheeks warmed up. My breath was caught in my throat and somehow I knew Killian felt the same way. His smile disappeared as he stared at Wesley but he couldn't say anything. The words Wesley had said were a bit too much for Killian and I. The only thing we had ever done was make out. Having someone watch us while making out didn't seem like much but whatever

Killian's POVTo say the truth, when Wesley said those words about being watched, about him being the one to watch us, it spiked up a kind of excitement within me.I delayed on purpose because I didn't want Esmeralda to see that his words had an effect on me. I was scared that if she saw the bulge in my pants she would get the wrong idea, so I fished out my phone to look through it.I didn't have an exhibition kink, I didn't like being watched while having sex, I didn't even fancy a threesome that well. But when he said it, those things were starting to seem very tempting. I was tempted to tell him to wait behind so we could try it out.The only problem was that, probably during the threesome, Wesley would try to touch me. He moved both ways anyway so there was a probability that he would try to want to feel me up or something and refusing him might turn into a problem.I knew the idea was also pleasing to Esmeralda, I saw her pupils dilate and it became hard for her to meet Wesley's

Killian's POVI turned in my bed, Esmeralda was laying right next to me, sleeping peacefully. I had feared that I would not be able to ever see her like this again. It wasn't even because she was kidnapped but because I had been a jerk to her. I had hurt her feelings and even countless times proved to her that she was only a responsibility.It was really surprising that she was able to look at me in the eyes and not throw up. It was shocking to me that she still took my lips on her own after being an asshole to her for a while.I crawled off the bed. I never planned that anything would go the way it did. I was hell bent on not penetrating her and I kept to that. She had orgasmed way too much from the fingering and licking that she had become too weak to move.It was already evening time and I was starving. I wanted to get her something to eat as well because I knew Camille was that sort of a monster that she would allow her prisoner to starve.So I had to leave for the kitchen to get

Esmeralda's POVWhen Killian said those words, it seemed like he harbored a kind of anger and hatred for Paula. I felt it would be too insensitive to ask him why he said that. I also did not want him to feel like I actually wanted him to marry her because I was feeling guilty about everything.I was troubled by what he said. Harboring such anger and hate towards a person wasn't good, especially towards the woman who was going to birth his children.Even though he and I have become some sort of a thing since there was no tag on our relationship, it wasn't my place to ask or try to make him.think differently about it. I was worried about him but I couldn't scold him. It wasn't my business.The best I could do was place my hand over his own as a show of comfort so he could feel the depth of my affection for him."I don't intend to sound hostile but Paula isn't someone i can trust". He said."What did she do?" "There were things she did and excuses she gave that kind of made sense but so