Nothing left behind.
I grabbed my phone and called.
Straight to voicemail.
Called again.
Blocked.
I sat there with my phone in my hand.
My face balled up with irritation
My ego hit.
She played me.
No hesitation.
No attachment.
Just like she said she was.
From that night on…
I stopped moving like I had anything to prove.
Women became rotation.
Structure.
Control.
No room for surprises.
No room for women like her.
But I never forgot.
I would have dropped everything for her.
Now she has no choice but to be with me.
CHAPTER 19
Naomi
“You Only Come To Me When You’re Breaking”
Here I was again, laid up with Ares, me face down, ass up at six in the morning. We had been fucking all night, and it was good, but I knew Ares was fucking the shit out of me because he was irritated, lonely, sexually frustrated, and confused.
Ares only came to me like this when something heavy sat on his chest. And somehow, I always ended up being the place he landed when life started closing in on him.
I had tried pushing him away. God knew I tried.
But watching him unravel made me feel bad for him, and that was my weakness. Ares never asked for sympathy. He just existed so heavily that you felt it anyway.
I had my own life now. A man I was trying to do right by. A future that didn’t involve being somebody’s secret comfort.
