Bedmates Soulmates
CHAPTER 140

Swallowing, Kira said in a voice as even as she could manage, 'It's getting late. You probably need to get back to that pile of work on the desk. I won't take up any more of your time. Good night.' She took a tentative step.

Austyn didn't move.

Kira kept walking backwards.

When she felt the doorknob behind her, she whipped around, pulled the door open and ran.

Phew!

Austyn remained on the sofa, still as a statue.

Her answer was honest, brutally so.

He had been prepared for it, but it still delivered a shot straight through his heart.

The pain also jolted him back to reality.

She was right.

The arrangement was a transactional one, not a romantic one.

Kira was clear-headed enough to remember it.

He was the one who had lost sight of his original purpose.

The more time he spent with her, the more he was drawn to her, and the more he cared about her.

That was wrong.

He couldn't and shouldn't fall in love with her.

He should never have developed feelings for her.

It was time to put a stop to it before those feelings grew out of control.

Austyn gripped the armrest of the sofa.

He was not going to chase after her.

Kira tossed and turned in the king-sized bed.

She had been sleepy earlier, but now she was restless.

She had the bed all to herself.

Austyn didn't give chase and didn't come into the bedroom.

That was what she wanted, right?

A bullet dodged.

But somehow, a feeling of unease nagged at her and she was a little... disappointed.

Despite the pillows and the blanket, the bed felt empty.

she couldn't remember when she'd drifted off to sleep.

When she woke up the next morning, his side of the bed remained unslept in. The man!

man's mood did not seem to have improved.

Breakfast was consumed in tense, awkward silence.

Kira bit into a caramel apple cinnamon roll with more force than necessary.

"The man's being so petty,' she thought.

So she'd accidentally injured his manhood.

But that was almost twelve hours ago, and he seemed perfectly fine now.

Why was he still seething?

How many times must she apologise?

Besides, it was not as if the man's own conduct was beyond reproach.

He tried to have sex with her in the car, with the windows down, on a public road, with other cars zooming past every other minute! What kind of woman did he take her for?

Or did he mistake her for that woman in his room in Farindon?

Speaking of which, the unfaithful man had yet to be brought to account for his infidelity.

Kira worked herself up into a bit of a state.

If he didn't want to talk to her, she didn't want to talk to him.

Two could play at that game.

Kira set down her glass on the table with a loud thud.

She stood up and pushed back her chair, whose legs scraped on the floor with a harsh, grating noise.

Holding her chin up, she strutted out of the dining room without a word.

Slinging her backpack over one shoulder, Kira left the house.

Austyn narrowed his eyes.

Was the woman giving him the silent treatment?

It Never Ends Well For The Mistress

Kira was on cloud nine when she learned Giana was well enough to be discharged.

She followed the doctor to his office to fetch Giana's medication and volunteered to go downstairs to take care of the paperwork.

she returned to the ward to find an intruder.

"What are you doing here?"

The sight of Kayleigh's agent immediately put Kira's back up.

She didn't know the woman's name, but she remembered seeing her arrogant face at the police station on Friday night. The woman wailed at the sight of Kayleigh's slightly swollen face, turned a blind eye to Kira and Giana, whose injuries were much worse, and demanded the harshest penalties for 'the two evildoers who so cruelly ambushed the innocent

actress.'

Kira pushed past her and rushed over to Giana's bedside. 'Are you okay?'

'I'm fine." Giana patted her friend's hand.

Hylda Glover sized up Kira, taking in her simple t-shirt and washed-out jeans.

'Here's the cheque from Miss Woods,' she said, flicking the cheque in the direction of Giana's bed. 'I need you to sign a paper acknowledging you've received the payment and will drop all charges against Miss Woods. Plus a confidentiality agreement not to talk about this to reporters." Glana glared at Hylda. 'Take your cheque and leave. You're not welcome here. Neither is that woman's money. Go back and tell your Miss Woods, life as a mistress doesn't usually end well. She's going to need the money."

Giana spent last night reading up online about the actress.

Rumours about her and Austyn had not stopped in the past year, even after Austyn married Kira.

Some of the photos looked clearly staged, which led Giana to conclude that the actress was the one who tipped the paparazzi off.

Kayleigh Woods was more conniving than Giana had imagined.

Hylda crossed her arms. 'Watch your mouth! Who are you calling a mistress?'

Giana curled her lip. 'That's a question you should ask your Miss Woods.'

Hylda snorted derisively.

She didn't have time to waste with these two nobodies.

Picking up the cheque, she turned around to leave.

""Wait,' Kira said.

"What now?' Hylda asked, irritated.

Kira walked up to the agent.

Her blank face and cold stare sent a chill down the agent's spine.