A Divorce He Regrets (Raina and Alexander) novel Chapter 317

KYE

I ran my hand through my hair as realization washed over me, I should have bugged her phone or something so that way, I could plan my next move. But it was already too late now.

Way to fucking go, Kye. I groaned in frustration. Now I have to figure out my next move before things go wrong.

Outside, the air bit at my skin and I lit a cigarette to clear my mind and warm me up. The first drag burned my lungs in the best way possible.

I should have had a backup plan or something and now I was left wondering if that was the end of everything.

Fuck. I leaned back against the brick wall outside the school and closed my eyes.

The image of her spread out on the desk with wide and wanting eyes as her legs trembled wouldn’t leave me alone. The sound of her moan was still in my head and the taste of her in my tongue. The way her thighs clamped around me like she never wanted me to stop.

But now she was gone. And I had nowhere else to put all of my fuvking energy.

Fighting might help. It has been a while and I need to burn some steam.

I drove away from the school, away from the memory of Liam’s fists and away from Ava’s trembling lips.

And somehow I ended up at the warehouse at the outskirts of town. The underground ring was quiet and just a few guys were prepping for a quick fight.

I knew the rules too well. No names, no weapons, no mercy, which was perfect.

I stripped down to my waist and handed over my chain before nodding toward the guy that was standing in the ring. He was taller and broader than me, smiling like he had already won.

He didn’t know that I wanted the pain. That I needed it.

The bell rang and I swung first, wild and fast. He blocked and slammed into me with a hook that cracked something in my rib.

Good. Let it hurt.

The fight ended too fast, he won and I got a few bruises which was a first.

And that meant that I was distracted. I didn’t need distractions. I could not afford to be.

I spat blood on the floor and walked out with a small smile on my face as my knuckles ached.

I drove back home and paced around my room, thinking but I was getting nowhere and when I couldn’t take it anymore, I made my way back to my car and got into it.

It was past midnight when I made it to Graham's street. I didn’t park in front of the house, I knew better. I left the car two blocks away and snuck in through the back gardens.

The window to her room was unlocked. Of course it was.

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