The Hockey Roommate's Filthy Desire novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62

Chapter 62

ARIA’S POV

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I thought he would explode. I thought he would storm across the room, drag Luca off me, maybe even throw a punch.

I thought he would yell. Demand answers. Make a scene. But he didn’t. Julian just stood there. For a second.

Two.

Long enough for the air to turn cold. For my heart to stop beating altogether. And then he turned and walked

away.

Just like that. No words. No reaction. Nothing.

That was worse. So much worse. Because the look in his eyes before he left wasn’t anger.

It wasn’t even jealousy. It was something colder. Something distant. Like a door had shut. And I didn’t know how to open it again.

I didn’t even remember how I got home. The entire ride felt like a blur, my thoughts racing, my chest tight with guilt.

I hadn’t kissed Luca back. I hadn’t wanted it. But it still happened. And Julian saw it. That was enough. When I stepped into the apartment, the first thing I noticed was the silence. Then the smell hit me. Alcohol. My heart dropped. “Julian?” I called softly. No answer. I walked further in. And then I saw him. He was sitting on the couch, a bottle in his hand, his posture loose but tense at the same time.

His shirt was half unbuttoned, his hair slightly messy, his gaze unfocused but not enough to miss anything.

He looked gone. Not physically. But mentally.

Emotionally. Gone. “Julian…” I said again, stepping closer.

Nothing. Not even a glance. My chest tightened painfully. “I can explain,” I started, my voice shaking. “It’s not what it looked like…”

“I don’t care.” The words were quiet. Flat.

They hit harder than any shout ever could. I froze.

“What?” I whispered.

“I said I don’t care,” he repeated, taking another slow sip from the bottle.

My throat tightened. “Julian, please just listen…”

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“I’m not interested,” he cut in. Still not looking at me. Like I wasn’t even there. Like I didn’t matter. That hurt. God, that hurt.

“I didn’t kiss him back,” I said quickly, desperation creeping into my voice. “He just…”

“Aria.” My name. Low. Warning. It made me stop instantly. Finally, he looked at me. And I wished he hadn’t.

Because there was nothing there. No warmth. No anger. No love. Just emptiness. “You don’t owe me anything.” he said.

Each word was precise. Controlled. Like he had already made up his mind about everything. My chest tightened.

“But I…”

“You’re free to do whatever you want,” he continued, his gaze unwavering. “With whoever you

want.”

A sharp breath left me. “That’s not what I want!” I said, my voice breaking. He didn’t react. Didn’t argue. Didn’t even care enough to fight me on it.

And somehow… that was worse than everything.

“I’m tired,” he muttered, leaning back slightly. “So just… stop.” Stop. That was it. That was all he had for me.

I stood there for a few seconds longer, hoping stupidly that he would say something else.

That he would look at me differently. That he would fight for me.

But he didn’t. And that was my answer.

I packed quietly. A few clothes. My essentials.

Nothing more. Each movement felt heavy, like I was dragging pieces of myself into that bag.

This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. We were supposed to be okay. Not… this. Not broken like this.

I paused briefly, glancing around the room. Memories flashed. Him. Us. Everything we had just started building.

And just like that, it felt like it was slipping through my fingers. I swallowed hard and zipped the bag.

Then I left.

Elena opened the door almost immediately.

“Aria…oh my God,” she breathed, pulling me into a hug the second she saw my face.

And just like that, I broke again. “I messed up,” I whispered against her shoulder.

“Hey, don’t cry. I promise it’s okay,” she murmured, rubbing my back gently. “You’re safe here.”

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For a moment, I believed her. But then she pulled back slightly, her expression shifting.

“Uh there’s just one thing,” she said carefully.

My stomach dropped. “What?”

“My boyfriend’s here,” she admitted. “He’s staying over for a bit.”

I blinked. “Oh.” “I didn’t know you were coming,” she added quickly. “Otherwise I would’ve…”

“It’s fine,” I said softly, even though it wasn’t.

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She hesitated. “You could still go back to Julian,” she suggested gently. “Maybe he’s calmed down…”

“No.” The word came out faster than I expected. Stronger. “I can’t,” I added quietly.

Not like this. Not when he looked at me like I was nothing.

Not when I didn’t know what he’d say or do.

Elena studied me for a moment, then sighed softly.

“Okay,” she said. “But call me, alright? If you need anything.” I nodded. Then I left.

The night air felt colder than usual. Or maybe it was just me. I stood there for a moment, my bag in hand, not knowing where to go.

Home wasn’t an option.

Elena’s place wasn’t either. And for a second, I felt completely lost. My fingers tightened around the strap of my bag as I reached into my pocket and pulled out the card.

The black diamond card Julian had given me.

Limitless. No restrictions. I stared at it. Then I shook my head. No. I couldn’t.

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