Love Grows In The Dark by Eli Lowe (read books for money TXT) 📕

Let me tell you what happened exactly.

At the lunch hour, I was going towards the canteen when I became surrounded by the same group of girls which usually keep lingering on Markus since the beginning. Yes, Lizzie and her friends.

“Well well. It seems that you are not at all satisfied enough after climbing on a few beds till now, so you are now aiming for my Markus?” Lizzie's nasal voice did not fail to disgust me completely to the extreme that I even wanted to puke.

“Your Markus? Then go get what is yours. Who is stopping you?” I said as I was least interested to argue with them over something stupid cause.

“Yes, he is mine. And I will make sure that you never forget that ever, you bitch.” She said ever so viciously, and I knew in no time that I had to deal with whatever she came with today.

But shockingly, I did not have to. Cause a ferocious growl came from behind in no time along with the very familiar smell for me.

“I was never yours, neither will I ever be and there is no doubt in that. But if anyone, Summer could obviously claim me as hers, cause she has the right to do so.” And with that, my lips got sealed with some unfamiliar lips all of a sudden, in front of everyone. I was so shocked that I could not even dodge myself in time but I did push him away just when I realised what was happening right now.

But it seemed that I was too late.

Cause it did not take time for me to find another pair of blue eyes which was watching us from a little distance right now.

Yes, Kazan who was rushing towards me before, stopped in his tracks with no intention to take a single step towards me any further.

Episode 42

Summer's P.O.V

“Kazan!!!!” I called him as loudly as I could but it seemed that he had no intention to listen to me at all.

The only thing what he did after seeing me suddenly kissed by his own brother Markus, was that he turned back and left without giving me any chance to clarify exactly what happened, neither did he bother to ask anything about it.

“Kazan!!! Wait.” I screamed and was about to run after him, so that I could clear out everything about what he just witnessed, but I could not. Cause a slender hand pulled me back from doing so. And I did not need to wait for any longer to find out, whose hand it was.

Yes, that slut, Lizzie stopped me only to say,

“Oh! Look at you. How easy it is for you to move on from one man to another. You are so damn fast, you little whore.” She scoffed at me while her disgusting gaze did not move away from me, neither did her stinky hand.

No, I did not do anything yet to answer her back, in the exact way that she could understand, cause I just wanted to see how far she could go. I wanted to know how audacious she could be. But, to my surprise, someone else growled ever so ferociously, shaking the earth beneath and making everyone stop at once only to watch our little show which was going on here right now.

“How dare you? Who are you calling a whore? I dare you to say that again.” Markus roared in utter anger, causing Lizzie to shiver in the utmost fear. Her hand which was gripping me by my wrist tightly till now, started to tremble too, but she absolutely forgot to let go of me as there was no doubt that she froze completely, with just one ferocious growl from Markus.

I turned to look at Markus finally.

But he did not seem the polite Markus any more, cause his eyes became all red as he was already fuming in the ultimate anger. His hand was already balled up into a tight fist, turning all the knuckles completely white, while he kept clenching his teeth ever so viciously, as if Lizzie was about to burn down into ashes by his blazing gaze in no time only if she dares to say further.

What was he angry for?

When it was him who caused such a situation like this right now, with his one unthoughtful move.

Then why was he behaving like this?

Was it only because Lizzie called me a whore? It could not be, cause words like this from others were not new to me for sure.

Or maybe he was feeling guilty for what he did a while ago, without even thinking much about the consequences.

Maybe he was more disgusted with himself than the one, on whom he was venting his anger right at this instant.

If yes, then he should be.

“Can you not see, Markus? She is not worthy of your attention. No matter how much you like her, she will again crawl to another one's bed in the next moment if she gets the chance.” Lizzie's nasal voice pulled me back from my thoughts only to realise that the situation was not going to go any better as I already saw what was coming next, which she could not, obviously.

“You are exactly defining yourself, not Summer. She is not like you all.” Markus exploded again without caring much about all the other students around us who were now watching us for their little fun.

“Did you not see how she was dying to run after our Kazan just a while ago, even after she kissed you. Then how she is so different?” Whatever Lizzie just said fell on my ears indeed, but as if I could hear only one phrase out of all, which successfully made my blood boil in an instant.

Did she just say 'our Kazan'?

I could not hold myself