Chapter 193: Long Lost Strawberry Shorts
(Arata)
Camilla was being extra nice to me. A cunning and shrewd woman like her doesn’t just get to change their colours suddenly. There was something on her mind.
From her words, I had guessed Karsten hadn’t informed her that we were living together. We weren’t living together, but in a sense, we were, at least that was implied for the people who believed we were a real couple.
The irony of the situation tasted like ashes in my mouth as we settled for dinner.
Camilla spoke and spoke and I mostly politely nodded or gave small answers while nibbling on the food.
Karsten’s sharp gaze found me many times and I observed he was noticing how much food I had on my plate. He didn’t comment, though; just silently added more to it, which I hardly ate.
Thankfully, dinner was over soon, and we wished her goodnight before hurrying upstairs.
I tiredly climbed the fancy stairs. My gaze lifted to the place where we had sucked each other off, and the tears bubbled up in my eyes, and my shoulders slouched, yet again.
That seemed like a lifetime away. While I had been slowly going under his trance, he only satisfied his lust.
"My room," Karsten quietly called out from behind and I changed my direction to his room. Once we were both inside, I turned to face him and cleared my throat.
"I am not sleeping in bed with you. We might be in the same room but don’t think about touching me." Laying everything out clearly for him.