Chapter 67: Chapter 67

- Maive's POV -

I couldn't say a word, not when he is looking at me like that. Those mesmerizing dark eyes which seemed calmer, sending me sympathy and comfort just made my tears flow again, even with him by my side right now. I wanted to ask him why he was here when his fiance was inside at the event... I also wanted to ask him why he cares for me.

I wanted to ask him why he looks sad when is not usually like that. He was always looking arrogant and dangerous, the usual Daxton Astrid, king in this University.

However, his authoritative voice seemed to have no effect on me as I shoved his fingers away from my chin and I turned aside.

"J-Just go," was all I could say. I couldn't let him see how vulnerable I was. I don't want him to hear my voice cracking because of the shattered pieces that I have within me. But does that even matter when I am here crying because I saw him with some woman, just like what he said?

Damn, that was fucking embarrassing but that is the least I could think at this moment.

"Oh damn, Maive. Not when you are crying like this." He said as he made me turn to face him again, his voice was much softer and calmer now than earlier.

My heart is still heavy, it keeps beating loud and I don't know why it has to be this painful when in fact I am aware that I'm not his woman but only his plaything, however, here he is attending to me, giving me comfort. But all he is doing is just making it hard for me even more, he is hurting me damn much.

What the fuck is he doing to me? Does he want me to be so crazy over him? He is the great Daxton Astrid, he can get any girl he wants. Why does it have to be me?

I bit my lip as he stared at me with those mesmerizing eyes that always made me lost. He caught me off guard and there's no way I could escape him again.

He pulled my wrist and closed the gap between us without breaking eye contact. I tried to control my breathing but it was hard to breathe properly.

After an unexpected moment, I already found myself being embraced by him. My face was embedded on his chest, but even then, I started sobbing... not because I wanted to get his attention. I actually want the opposite, I wanted him to leave me alone and let me bleed until I have nothing to feel. Daxton being here would just make me even fall for him and we all know where that would lead... it was me being a lot more shattered... it was me that will be heartbroken at the end.

I cried as I gripped onto his shirt tighter, wanting to release the pain inside my heart. The jealousy and the lowliness I felt deep inside of me is breaking me apart. This is the moment that I could hold him... I could feel his warmth and smell his delicious perfume, however, I knew that this wouldn't last. I knew that he would come back to his fiancee and I felt as if I was the villain in their love story.

He caressed my hair, trying to comfort me. His other hand was placed on my back warmly as if he knew the pain I am feeling. He was comforting me even though he was aware that it was because of him.

He shouldn't do this, dammit, but I couldn't let go because I cannot control my own body.

After a moment, when I became aware of the situation, I pushed him... but I have not much strength and he is completely firm for me to easily push him. It did give us a little space, though.

"Please don't do this to me, Daxton..." I said looking at him, completely shocked that I did not stutter. However, I still can't stop sobbing.

I want him to stop, stop making me feel that he cares, that there is something between us. I want him to stop giving me false hopes... I just want him out of my sight, even though he continues breaking my heart from afar. There is no need for him to woo me like this because it hurts so much.

"Do what?" His eyes were dark as he tried to catch my eyes. I am really trying to shift my eyes anywhere but his. I do not want him to read the brokenness deep inside me because looking at those dark eyes seemed like he could see my soul.

I shook my head. Even me, I don't know the answer to his question. I can't understand or label what he was trying to do to me all these days. All the mixed signals were too difficult for me to discern what his intentions or plans were.

"Doing this! Hugging me, kissing me, comforting me and showing me as if there was something between us. Stop it please... you're making it difficult for me, Daxton..." I said, upset that I was too confused about everything he did, so confused to the point that I couldn't think right.

Once again, he closed the little gap between us as he lowered his face, leveling it to mine. My sobs disappeared as I caught my breath, lost with those deep black hallows that were staring deeply into my eyes. He wiped the tears that fell on my cheeks with his thumb finger.

I couldn't take my eyes off of him, even when his lips opened and said, "I can't stop now."

Those words did not even help. It just makes everything more complicated, especially when he sealed my lips with his. Everything I feel, anger... upset... sadness and jealousy just turned into zero.

I wonder how he could do this and I hate myself for being so vulnerable when it comes to him. I am fucking stupid.