A Divorce He Regrets (Raina and Alexander) novel Chapter 316

KYE

I lost my footing even before I could register Liam’s knuckles smashing against my jaw. It was not the first time I had been hit and it wasn’t even the worst. But damn… it landed with a clean brutality that told me something was different.

This was trained, focused, aimed to destroy and it hit like it meant it. Not only was he skilled, he could also throw a punch.

No wonder he was captain.

I stumbled back as I tasted iron. My jaw throbbed like it was being pulled apart by invisible pliers, but my hands went to my pants instead of my face. I fumbled with the zipper, trying to get my cock back in fast. And it wasn’t because I was ashamed, fuck no… it was because I didn’t want her to see me like that. Not right now and not even after.

Another punch landed and I let him. I took it.

One more. Then another and another. I let him burn, I let him scream and flail and even hurl his weight at me like it would undo what had happened.

I let him be the good brother, the protector, the fucking knight because it was easier than explaining why Ava looked at me the way she did, with that hesitation behind her eyes that told me she hated how much she wanted me.

I deserved the punches. Maybe, I have no idea but I wasn’t going to stop him, at least not yet.

Liam knows that I’m up to something. This was too much of a coincidence. He has never shown up when I’m with Ava so why now?

My mind kept racing, I knew something was up but I couldn’t see what it was but I was determined on getting to the end of things.

He was yelling now, and the sound was barely piercing through the haze in my ears. It was muffled, like I was underwater.

“What the fuck, Kye!?” Liam growled , his voice low, dangerous and lethal. “How dare you touch my sister?”

“Her being your sister stops me how?”

“You think you can just… do that to her!?” He punched me again. “You’re a fucking sick bastard!”

He was right wasn’t he? But at the same time, he was wrong because Ava wanted it too.

Didn’t she?

I saw the way her mouth opened and the way she begged. The way she moaned and writhed but held back, not because she didn’t want it but because she didn’t want to admit that she liked it.

She didn’t say no, she could’ve told me to stop but she didn’t.

If she had said it, I would have stopped. Wouldn’t I?

Maybe I wouldn’t because she could say no all she wanted but she wanted me too. We both knew it.

My head tilted sideways, not from him hitting me this time but because I wanted to catch a sight of her. She was in the corner of the room, her hair was a mess and her face was red.

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