Chapter 94 - - 94 : I know everything
Leyla had to avert her eyes from the betrayed look Kyle held in his eyes. She couldn't bear to look at him after that, letting tears flow freely down her cheeks at the way her heart was tearing apart in the knowledge she had to hurt Kyle to save him.
Kyle could feel the aches Matthias' blows dealt him with, but none of them hurt as much as Leyla telling him she loved the Duke...
But seeing her cry in front of him hurt even more, as her tears hit the back of his hands that lied limply in front of him. So with a shaky hand, he went to gently cup her cheeks, futilely wiping her tears away. It was like she was sapped of all her spirit.
He took in her appearance, eyeing bitterly the telltale signs of what they were about to do, like her tangled locks, and her haphazardly clothed torso. He could even feel the way she began to shake in his hands...
"So please Kyle, stop this," Leyla whispered softly, "I did do it with the Duke, but not because of what you thought." she continued to say, unable to look at him in the eyes.
Kyle could faintly feel his heart breaking apart, mistaking her avoidance to look at him because of shame at loving the Duke. At that point, Matthias moved forward, ready to pull Leyla away from Kyle's grasp when the battered man shot him a glare.
He could see the smug look on the Duke's face, and it made Kyle's blood boil, but he tampered it down, because he didn't want to cause any more trouble for Leyla. Which brings him to another concern about their affair...
"You're already engaged." Kyle hissed lowly through his cut lips, glaring at the Duke with his remaining good eye. "To Lady Brandt, I might add." Matthias only shrugged as if that fact held no meaning for him.
Even despite the blooming bruise on his cheek, Matthias held himself up high and composed. One would almost think he was just a passerby in the recent fight that ensued moments prior. How could he remain so nonchalant?!
Wasting no more moment, Matthias scooped Leyla into his arms, pulling her away from Kyle. He made sure Kyle was watching as he pulled out a handkerchief and successfully wiped away the tears in Leyla's face, trailing kisses over the tear streaks and gently ran his fingers through her hair...
He locked eyes with Kyle's broken form as he pulled Leyla into a soft kiss.