𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓕𝓸𝓾𝓻

                                    

                                          
◤𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓕𝓸𝓾𝓻◢
                          
VICTOR's P.O.V.
                          
I watched in my peripheral vision as Alex's eyes widened in shock after hearing me admit my real motives, but I remained passive.
                          
I didn't expect our passionate love making to end up like this. I just planned on leaving in the morning but he ended up asking me the question I don't want to answer.
                          
I won't deny the fact that what we did a moment ago is the best experience I ever had among my previous lovers.
                          
And I didn't know that he would react this much. I didn't know that he's sensitive, or maybe I just didn't pay much attention to it before.
                          
"Y-You... You did on p-purpose?" he asked in disbelief.
                          
"Yes!"
                          
I turned to see his still naked form shaking wildly while he cried.
                          
The sight of his pain filled figure is stirring something inside me. I shouldn't be feeling bad for him. I shouldn't be feeling guilty after all the pain his father gave to me. I shouldn't be in turmoil and feeling remorse.
                          
I already told him the truth. There's no turning back. I should be the one in satisfaction after hurting him for two years that we've been together and now that I finally had his body. He will have nothing left to himself but pain the moment I left him.
                          
But why am I not happy? There's still something missing and heavy in my chest.
                          
"S-So... That's h-how it i-is huh?!" I snapped out of my reverie when I heard his voice through loud sniffing and sobbing.
                          
"A-Are you s-satisfied n-now? H-Have you been relieved from all your pains through avenging me?" I look into his eyes, already red from all the crying.
                          
I couldn't say a word; I couldn't find the courage to answer his question because the truth is I don't feel satisfied.
                          
I can't accept the fact that after all I did, all my efforts and years of hurting him had been wasted because whether I want to admit it or not, I'm starting to feel something for him. I feared to find out that I'm already in love with him.
                          
"W-Will you tell me w-why? P-Please- a-at least, before we e-end this, tell m-me why!" he begged. I watched him as he crawled in front of me and hugged my waist while he kneels down in the space between my legs. He buried his face in my still naked abdomen.
                          
I should be feeling disgusted by his touch but for some odd reasons, I feel comfortable and calm but I refused the urge to embrace him.
                          
We've been in that position for almost half an hour, with him crying while I searched my own feelings.
                          
If I leave now, it will surely break his heart and apparently, as time goes by he'll learn how to move on and definitely, forget about me while leaving me in regret.
                          
That thought made my heart clenched. No! I could never let that happen. A life without him does not sound very appealing to me now.
                          
I know that I will regret it if I let him go. I don't want to experience missing him any longer. To see him but he is not really there. To only see his memories.
                          
I've decided, I will not let him go. To hell with my revenge, what I want is his love. His affection and devotion.
                          
I grabbed his arms and pulled him to sit on my lap. He looked up at me in surprise. "V-Vic- W-Wha-"
                          
I didn't let him finish his words, I kissed him hard yet passionately. Devouring his ever so sweet mouth. We had a mind blowing kiss that rattles our whole world before I let his swollen lips go.