Carnivals: Claimed By The Deranged Alpha Prince [BL]
Chapter 129: Trashy Intuition

Chapter 129: Trashy Intuition

Jules’ pov

"It does?" I questioned and he hummed.

He leaned back against the couch before continuing.

"Did he ask you to stay away from me and to not trust me?" He asked and once again, I slowly nodded my head in response. Blaze didn’t get angry, nor was he surprised. If anything, it seemed like that was the answer he had been expecting.

"And did he ever mention my father?"

I felt my heartbeat accelerate at the mention of his father. I didn’t even know anything about him not he gave me the creeps and the chills.

"He..." I trailed off, feeling extremely hesitant.

Andrian said a lot of things about Blaze’s father, and they all directly involved Blaze, because Andrian was convinced Blaze was working with his father. I didn’t want to make Blaze feel weird or annoyed should I mention that, but I also didn’t want secrets between us.

"He- he uh... he believes you’re working for you father." I finally admitted, carefully looking at him as I spoke. The side of Blaze’s lips twitched as he nodded for me to continue. I sighed softly before resuming.

"He hadn’t wanted me to come clean to you and tell you about who I truly am. He believed you were working with your father. He believed that you were always saving me in order me to trust you, so I’d be able to reveal my true identity to you." I continued, gauging his reaction as I spoke.

"He seems to know a lot about gaining someone’s trust before betraying the person." Andrian finally commented and I sighed slowly before reaching for his hand.

"But I- I didn’t believe him though, when he said you were working for your father." I continued softly, because I didn’t want him to get the wrong meaning here.

"But what if he’s right? What if I am working for my father?" He asked, face black and I blinked slowly, mind taking longer to booth because of how everything inside of me literally came to a stand still.

I blinked once and twice just as Blaze barked out a laugh before rolling his eyes.

"Relax, bunny. I’m not working for my father. No sane person would willingly agree to work for my father." He breathed out and I felt a sharp relieved feeling whoosh through every inch of my insides.

The side of his lips twitched as he continued. "Not saying I’m sane though."

I felt myself snort this time.

"No one willingly works for my father, at least if they’re sensible. They’re most likely forced or threatened to. My father is a closeted monster that the world isn’t ready for." He revealed and I shivered as a feeling of fright engulfed me for a few seconds.

A teasing look settled in his eyes in the next moment. "The notion of me planning those situations which I rescued you from is borderline ridiculous. I mean, you walked into most of those situations yourself because your danger intuition is shit, and we do need to work on that, bunny. Take for instance Eugene’s vehicle; you were never supposed to have agreed to go with him and Kim." He continued and I felt my cheeks flushing a little.

He wasn’t wrong.

My intuition was completely trashy.

But I’m already working on it.

I’m not as dumb as I was back then. At least, I hoped.

~~~

The next afternoon, I got a text from Kai asking that we hang out. I stared at the text without moving for the first minutes. I could still vividly remember Blaze’s warning about Kai, and I hated to admit it but he was also starting to weird me out a little, especially after our last encounter whereby he told me I’d know if he was manipulating me.

Which brought me back to the entire conversation I read in the group chat Taylor created for himself, Josh and I. Whereby Josh had asked if I liked Kai.

From the onset, I liked him because he rescued me from drowning. But that was about it. I didn’t like him romantically. I briefly remembered him trying to kiss me back in his room, and that was what prompted me to respond to his text, telling him that I was too busy to hang out with him.

I was still on my phone when Blaze flopped on the bed beside me. I dropped the phone on the bed and turned towards him. His hair was wet and it fanned across his forehead in curls. His face almost looked like it was glowing and he looked so good and I wanted to kiss him right now.

Blaze tongue dart out to tease his bottom lip like he could suddenly read my mind and I felt my heart flutter a little. He shifted in the bed and folded his arms underneath his head before slanting a suggestive, teasing look my way.

"You know what I think?" He asked and I shook my head. He grinned a little as he responded.

"I think you should come sit on my face."

He responded without hesitating or beating around the bush and I instantly felt flustered, causing me to splutter in disbelief.

"What?!" I demanded, voice having literally no bite and that made my cheeks heat up.

"Come put your pretty cunt over my mouth, you already smell like you want it, so there’s no use denying it." He continued and I felt my breath stumble around in my throat.

"B- but I..."

"C’mere, bunny." He instructed and I sucked in a deep breath as I found myself crawling towards him.

I stopped beside him and fidgeted. "I- I’m supposed to meet up with my friends..."

He cut me off once again, grinning darkly. "They can definitely wait. Now, hop on."

"B- but I... you might get hurt, so let’s not..."

This time, he burst out laughing, eyes twinkling dangerously and I felt goosebumps rise on my bare arms.

"You literally weigh nothing, bunny. You can’t hurt me this way, so don’t worry about me okay? Now, get out of those cute shorts and bring that ass over here."