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##Chapter 11

demetrius

I kept looking at the closed door even after she walked past it and slammed it shut. His words replayed in my mind. Remorse seized me like a hand grabbing my chest and squeezing it.

I always let my anger speak for me and treated people rudely, even when in Livia's case, they didn't deserve it.

I deserved her to hate me for being a brute. But it turned out that my heart was made of stone and I couldn't respond to her with the same education and sweetness that she had.

Maybe I was overreacting, the guilt and regret consumed me more and more, especially when I saw the flash of tears and pain in her eyes that I thought so beautiful. It wasn't what I wanted to be feeling right now, but after all this time, no woman had ever so confused me.

Maybe it was also the worst way I could defend myself from what I felt as soon as I saw her, as soon as I looked into those beautiful angelic eyes. Harder than usual armor that wouldn't allow anyone to hurt me again, so I would hurt her, treat her roughly so she would do the same to me, and I would hate her instead of wanting her.

I had a problem with innocent looking women, because that's how Kristen came into my life, I believed I had found the woman of my life, my angel, when she betrayed me in the worst way, destroying all my trust in the people around me around.

She cheated on me with the guy I considered my best friend, in my bed, while I worked to fulfill her dream of having a good life, with financial stability. After we broke up, she asked for shelter at my parents' house, because she had nowhere to go and the bastard she cheated on me with didn't want her anymore.

I dropped everything in town when I met Mr. Heitor at a fair and I saw him ask a merchant if he knew of a good foreman with experience for the farm, I didn't know much, but I instinctively gave me a chance, that I would learn quickly, the good man gave me the job and I left town.

When two weeks later, my mom called me from town, in tears, saying she found Kristen in bed with my dad. The tragedy was formed, I asked my mother to come live with me, but my father did not let her leave, so she fled with the car and Frederic, but my father chased her with the car borrowed from the neighbor, resulting in an accident that took away the life of the two.

Only Frederic survived, he was twelve at the time.

My world fell, collapsed and from that day forward I lived bitterly, with a closed heart and taking care of Frederic in a hard way, but only with the intention of making him a man of character.

I shook my head hard, feeling a terrible pain in my heart, trying to push the damn memories away.

I decided that I had to apologize to Lívia, she didn't deserve the way I had been treating her.

I walked towards her house and entered in silence, making as little noise as possible with the intention of not being seen. It was silent and there was no one in sight. When I reached her bedroom door, I knocked a few times but she didn't open. I couldn't risk being seen, so I dared to go inside.

— Livia, I'm coming in. I warned , pushing the bedroom door. But I didn't see her, I quickly imagined where she could be.

I went up the stairs and saw her sitting on the floor with her arms crossed over her knees and her head buried between them. Regret came back to consume me and I cursed myself mentally.

So small, so fragile, so alone.

I cleared my throat.

"I figured you'd be here." I said and she looked at me with teary eyes.

- What are you doing here? Go away.

“Calm down, you won't have to talk to me like that city girl again. I gave a half smile, a little tense inside.

“Get out of here, Demetrius. What do you want? Speak rudely to me again? I promise to stay away from you.

“I wanted to apologize. I declared , walking slowly towards her. The surprised expression on her face was clear.

- What? he gasped.

"I apologize for being such a jerk to you." I crouched down in front of her, took her hand and she looked into my eyes deeply.

Oh baby I love your eyes.

It's just that they weren't ordinary eyes, they were the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen in my entire life. I was older and much more experienced than she was. What the fuck was this girl doing to me?

I slowly approached her face and stared at her appetizing pink lips, which seemed to beg me to take them, with the simple fact that they exist.

Damn it was fucked! What was I doing? I couldn't do that to her, she wasn't for the casual one night stand like I was used to.

It didn't stop my face from getting closer to hers until our noses were touching and I felt the heavy breath coming from her. I needed to regain control of my body and actions, but it was hell of an impossibility when she ran her tongue over her bottom lip.

I closed my eyes, almost groaning at the effect it had on my body, making me react completely, when to my surprise, she pulled away.

- Accepted apologies. Now I have to go. He hurriedly walked away.