Cruel Hearted (The Black Hand Book 3) by CM Wondrak

Author:CM Wondrak [Wondrak, CM]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine – Dex

I couldn’t sleep that night, and I wasn’t stupid enough to wonder just why sleep refused to come to me. I’d avoided seeing my father all day, and Celene… every nerve in my body called out to see her, but I knew I had to wrestle with what happened while they were gone before I was close to her again.

She’d never hidden anything from me, always told me upfront about her feelings and what she did. Of course I was grateful for that; I’d much rather know the truth, even if that truth confused me, rather than be locked in the dark, forever unknowing what that girl was thinking.

I’d fallen for her, but it would seem I was not the only one who’d fallen for her. It should go without saying there was a part of me that wanted to claim her as my own—mine, wholly mine, every last part of her belonging to me—but I wasn’t that kind of guy. I could never force anything on anyone, not like that. Jett and I might’ve occasionally played pranks on the people we knew by pretending to be the other, but that was literally the extent of that behavior.

I could never force Celene to be mine alone, and I wasn’t willing to walk away, even knowing I’d have to share her. I couldn’t imagine it was a common scenario, and I didn’t know how the hell to explain it.

Celene. Her dark, alluring eyes. Those full, tempting red lips. The confident yet cocky way she held herself—except when she spoke of her feelings, of her past. Behind that mask was a shattered girl who was only trying to put the pieces together. I could not blame her for wanting to latch onto anything that made her feel alive, whether it was me, Jett, Slade… or my father.

Yeah, I knew I’d have to talk to my father soon enough about what happened, but my first priority was gathering up the courage to talk to Celene, to tell her it was okay. That I didn’t hate her, that I didn’t want to end what was between us.

I couldn’t. Did that make me weak?

I stared at the ceiling of my room after tossing and turning for hours. She wasn’t even here; she’d gone to Piper’s house to sleep over, probably to get away from us, to clear her head. I hated myself for not speaking with her before she left, for not grabbing her, pulling her aside, and giving her a kiss that could’ve told her everything my lack of words couldn’t.

Never thought I was a man of regret, but apparently I was. I supposed I took after my father on that one.

Time crawled by, inching past, the minutes feeling like hours. It felt as if the sun would never come up, and I silently groaned to myself as I closed my eyes, trying to force sleep to finally come. A little sleep was better than no sleep, right?

But it was at

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