Bad Blood
[Denali’s POV)
I state up at Rosco in disbelief while trying to figure out how to get him to back away from me. However, I keep coming up empty, at least until the alarm starts going off, giving me the perfect opportunity to change the direction this encounter is going,
1 gasp, attempting to reach around and turn it off. “The food’s burning.”
Remaining silent, Rosco reaches around me and moves the pan off the burner before fixing his gaze on me again.
“Would you prefer me to be serious?” He repeats, his voice filled with sincerity. “Let me take you on a date.”
“A date?” I repeat, my confusion flaring “Why on earth would you do that?”
“Why should” 17” He counters with a smirk. “You’re my wife, and we are still in our honeymoon period.”
Honeymoon period. That ship sailed a while ago. We were already married for six months, all of which I spent alene, and now he wanted to act like a doting husband
“Na need, ”
“And since 1 burned the food, let me find something else to make for puu.“
“You don’t need tal
Didn’t need to? Wasn’t he the one who said he was hungry? Anyway, he still wreaked of alcohol, and even his movements were still uncertain. The man needed to eat something.
“You need to eat, 1 point out
“Then can I eat you?” He asks, causing my heart to nearly jump out of my chest. “Te sure you’ll taste better than any food here.”
“That’s enough.” 1 snap, pushing him away from me and immediately regretting it as he goes crashing into the table. “I’m sorry!” I yelp, rushing forward, “I didn’t…..
I don’t get to finish my words as a bark of laughter escapes Rosco and echoes around us. Was he actually amused by the fact that he almost got hurt because
“You must be bipolar.” I grumble,
grabbing his hand and pulling him to his feet. “Or you’ve got a few screws loose”
“The second,” he chuckles. “Or maybe I’m just like this with you,”
“That’s a bold statement for someone who is practically a stranger.”
“Stranger?” He repeats, giving me an odd look. “I know you
“You don’t.” I counter.
“But I do,” he continues, taking a seat. “You’re a broken soul that is looking for something that will make you feel whole.”
Shivering, I try to ignore the sudden fate of emotions I feel from his words. No. That wasn’t me. I didn’t look for anything to try to feel the constant void i feet. All I wanted was freedom from all the pain and abuse; that would be enough.
not dropping the subject. “Your
otherwise.”
“Wrong.” I confirm, pulling out the things needed to make a sandwich. “Are you fine with something simple
“I’m fine with whatever my wife makes for mor
“Stop using that word,” I snap, shouting him a glare. “We are only husband and wife on paper. You don’t have to continuously call me that.”
“Then what st
“Denali ”
My name was safe, and it wasn’t intimate. There was no way that it would cause me to feel like drawing closer
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“He left on business this morning,”
“Business?” | repeat. “So he isn’t here.”
“No, maan,” the maid responds. “The won’t be back forever.
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Bad Blood
“If I get to avoid being a pathetic fool like you are right now, I’m perfectly fine with it. Anyway, you’re only going to be gone for a short while this time. You’ll be okay.
Would I Only a few hours had passed, and I was already missing Denali. I was sure she was awake by this point, and she was probably pissed that disappeared after trying so fucking hard to get her to let that damned guard down
“Man,” Charlie continues when I don’t speak. “You really are a fool, Who knew this day would ever come?”
Not me. When I fell in love with that broken girl all those years ago, I never thought that I would see her again, let alone he married to her. Not after my father’s threat. It was because of him that I gave up on any hopes, but fate had a different idea, and now that we were together, it was still like we were meant to be apart.
“Shut
up.” 1 grumble. “Before I throw you off this fucking plane.
Growing quiet, I turn my gaze toward the window once more and watch until our plane starts to descend and we are landing on the ground in Italy, where my father’s business partner and his daughter will be waiting for us
When we unload, 1 spot them standing there with welcoming smiles on their faces, but as I realize who they are, I feel a twinge of betrayal rush through me.
“Rosco!” Nadia shrieks, rushing forward and throwing her amis around me. “It has been so long since we’ve seen each other”
“For good reason.” I growl, prying her off of me. “Please refrain from touching me as you please.”
At my words, Nadia’s lips twitch down into a frown, but just as quickly as it appears, it is gone, and a look of amusement flashes on her features.
“Have you still not forgiven me?” She sighs. “After so many years?”
“I didn’t come here to discuss the past. I came here to discuss business, so again, please kindly refrain from touching me.”
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