Chapter 143
Chapter 143:
“Why don’t you just stay away from me, Roderick? Like you’ve been doing for the past weeks?” I sounded exhausted when I looked at him again. And I truly was.
“And please, please, I beg you, don’t ever text me again. Make sure the last time you did was your very last p>
“Are you sure?” He chuckled and, to my surprise and horror, stepped into the room and closed the door. “There was a part of me that hoped you must’ve missed me, Lyric p>
“What are you doing? I didn’t ask you to come in.” I did my best to keep the fear out of my voice.
Calm down, Lyric. He can’t possibly do anything. There are guards everywhere.
LYRIC
He must have sensed my fear because he smirked. “Calm down, will you? I just want to talk p>
He leaned against the wall, crossing his arms like this was a normal conversation.
“Remember those times you were upset that I hadn’t taken you to bed p>
I gulped hard at his question. Why was he bringing that up?
Instead of letting him rule the conversation with my fear, I forced myself to play strong.
“Yeah. You mean all those times you’d bring different women home and make me listen to their moans? Sure, I remember p>
He chuckled. Like this was funny to him p>
“I just wanted to say I’m sorry, Lyric p>
I scoffed. “Sorry for what? For not wanting to have sex with me because I was too ugly to be looked at p>
“Well, you can’t blame me, can you? Your face was nothing to write home about, Lyric. I’m sure you wouldn’t have wanted to be with me if I were ugly p>
I shook my head at his shallow-mindedness. The asshole actually thought everything was about looks.
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“Honestly, I wish I could turn back the hands of time,” he shifted from the wall. “I’d have made you feel the best kind of things in bed p>
“Please, Roderick. Cut it. Don’t flatter yourself, thinking you’re actually that impressive in bed. I mean, surely you must have known those moans were faked p>
His smile slipped. Seeing that I’d hit a sensitive spot, I continued. “You should be good at this. You should know when moans are being faked or real. Unless, sadly, you’ve never heard real moans before p>
“Come on, Lyric p>
“One day, you slapped one of your bitches when she didn’t even moan at all. It wasn’t until you threatened her that she got into the role and started bringing out her cries.” It was my turn to smirk. “I heard it, Roderick. It was quite shameful p>
Finally, I got Roderick Fletcher where it really hurt. Because right now, there was no trace of a smile on his face.
“Get out of my room, Roderick. Or better still,” I grabbed my bag, “I’m done here. So you can have the room p>