The Hockey Roommate's Filthy Desire novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160

Chapter 160

BRANDON’S POV

The very minute Aria packed up her things and ran away without a word, I had the power to find her exart few seconds.

My fingers hovered over my phone, and I could have easily broken down, every single wall of privacy she was trying to build around herself. But I forced myself to stop.

I took my hands off the keyboard and decided to respect her choice. I tried to tell myself that she just needed a quiet place for a little while to clear her head from all the drama in her life.

But then, the terrible silence went on for way too long. I couldn’t handle it anymore, and that was what forced me to do things the hard way.

Using my private investigator, I easily found out that she had bought a brand–new house on the opposite side of town

She had even gone as far as moving Amelia to a new kindergarten just to keep her hidden from me. Even though that hurt real bad. I still didn’t push her.

I didn’t just show up uninvited at her front door like a crazy person to force her to talk to me. Instead, I sent emails, hoping for just a tiny bit of news. I just wanted a single line to tell me she was doing okay.

It hurt like absolute hell when she completely ignored every single message I sent. It felt like she was actively wiping me out of hers and Amelia’s life, pulling a thick black curtain over everything we had shared.

And why did she do that? I knew deep down in my heart that I hadn’t done a single thing wrong to deserve being thrown away like old trash.

Then, the worst thing happened. When Fred called her with the bad news about her father’s company stocks dropping like a stone, I expected her to call me.

I expected her to pick up the phone, hear my voice, and lean heavily on the one person who had spent years acting as her shield against the world. But she didn’t do that at all.

Instead, she packed her bags again and moved right back to this awful city, not caring for a single second about how that reckless move would make me feel

I knew I sounded completely selfish, letting my own hurt get mixed up in her life, but honestly, I didn’t cure anymore. I loved Aria.

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I loved her with every single part of me, yet she kept pushing me away, treating me like a total stranger even though I had never once left her side when things got rough.

To make things worse, the moment my people found out the disgusting truth–that Julian’s father was the main guy who had personally paid Fred and forced him to tell her those massive lies–I completely lost my mind.

A blinding anger took over me. I jumped on the very next flight straight to the city, driven by a mix of fear and rage, and drove right down to her new house.

I had almost turned right back around and left the place when the housekeeper told me she wasn’t even home, but a stubborn, desperate part of me refused to move from that couch

I decided to sit right there in her living room, letting the quiet make ine angrier and angrier, waiting until she finally walked through the front door

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Chapter 160

What Lähisuhtely did not expect, though, was for her to chase after me like a total madwoman when I finally wrapped, told -ber the bitter truth to her face, and stormed out of the house.

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Looking back at the sharp anger in my voice, I didn’t really mean for the harsh words to slip out of my mouth either, but the terrible pain of being rejected had taken over me.

How could she look at me, look at all the years we had spent building a real bond together, and just leave me behind like I meant nothing at all to her?

She left me stranded. She walked away from me just the way my mother left me for her new family to look after myself when I was a helpless little kid.

I didn’t expect her to follow me all the way to my hotel, and I definitely didn’t expect her to run straight into my arms and kiss me out in the open where everyone could see us.

And the kiss? It felt amazing. It was like a hard rain had washed over me. Ever since the last tiree she kissed me. I hadn’t been able to get the memory out of my head.

The feel of her lips against mine had been burned into the back of my mind, keeping me awake through so many lonely nights.

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Now that I had my lips locked on hers again, feeling her panic and her deep feelings, I wasn’t ready to let her go. All the tight anger inside me melted away into pure desperation.

I wrapped my arms tightly around her small waist, lifting her up a bit to pull her flat against my chest right at the entrance of the hotel, and I kissed her back harder and deeper, completely losing myself in her.

But our sudden, wild reunion didn’t stay private for long. We were so caught up in our feelings that we didn’t notice a camera flash from behind a parked car across the street, starting an immediate, messy paparazzi rush.

The sudden, bright white lights and the shouting voices of reporters hit my brain like a bucket of cold water. I quickly pulled away from the kiss, gasping for air.

Acting on pure instinct and a strong need to protect her, I hid Aria’s body completely with my own, burying her face into my chest so the cameras couldn’t see her, and quickly led her through the sliding glass doors, straight past the shocked hotel staff and up into my private room.

The moment the heavy door of the suite shut tight, locking the crazy world outside, the warm, nice feeling broke completely. The cold reality of our broken communication came right back into the room.

I stepped away from her, putting my hands back into my pockets, as my face turned cold and distant again. I needed to build

Γ my walls back up; I had to protect my heart before she broke it into pieces all over again.

“The kiss wasn’t an answer, Aria,” I said, my voice flat and empty of all the warmth we had just shared. I walked over to the big window, looking out at the city buildings.

“I need an actual answer from you. Right now. No more games.” She stood by the door, staring at me with wide, shaking eyes that were full of shock, guilt, and total exhaustion.

I braced myself, expecting her to look around the room, regret the wild move that brought her here, and tell me that the kiss was just a big mistake because she was panicked.

But she didn’t do that. Instead, the emotional wall she had been holding up for days completely fell apart.

She dropped onto the edge of the couch, burying her face in her hands as she started crying terribly, her shoulders shaking hard with every single sob.

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