NovelXXXChapter 441 Watching the once-proud golden boy reduced to such pathetic desperation, Citrine felt a rush of satisfaction.
She leaned back, her voice carrying a hint of mockery. "Hastings, just a friendly warning-don't get any foolish ideas about your place." After a pause, Citrine's lips curled into a wicked smile. "But if you want to be my pet? Maybe I'll consider it." Hastings' eyes blazed red with anger. He slammed his fist against the steering wheel. "Citrine Carmichael, you've got snerve." He stared straight at her, searching for a flicker of mercy in that beautiful face. But her eyes were cold as ice, filled with nothing but contempt.
He couldn't understand it. Not long ago, they'd sat together, talking for hours, sharing secrets. She'd comforted him, even helped his teammates work through their nightmares. When had everything changed so completely? The thing that infuriated him most was himself. He knew she was toying with him -yet he couldn't walk away. Their eyes locked, Citrine's face perfectly calm.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn the end, Hastings caved.
"Fine. I'll be your dog. Is that what you want?" He spat the words, jaw clenched, hating himself for his weakness. Citrine didn't even look surprised. Her voice was cool and measured. "If you're my dog, you do as I say." "What do you want from me?" Hastings pressed his lips together, looking her dead in the eyes. He had the sinking feeling he'd just stepped into a trap, but he didn't want to escape.
Citrine looked at him, as if weighing his resolve. "You're really willing to do anything I say?" He nodded, a flicker of hope darting through his eyes. "As long as you don't treatlike you did before." She lowered her gaze, her tone almost lazy. "Right now. Delete every way you have of contacting Kali." Hastings froze, clearly not expecting that demand. But without hesitation, he pulled out his phone. He scrolled to his messages, then, in front of Citrine, blocked and deleted Kali. He worked through his contacts and every app, making sure she was gone.
"Done." He handed the phone to her, as if seeking approval.
Citrine didn't bother taking it. She smiled, her praise soft but cutting. "Good boy. Well done." The genuine amusement in her eyes made her mood obvious.
For the first time, Hastings realized that following her orders actually softened her attitude. She wasn't as in his chest eased.
cold and sof the tension in He opened his mouth, struggling for words. "I did what you asked. Can you stop treatinglike dirt now?" Citrine said nothing.
He wasn't ready to give up. Pressing his lips together, he tried again. "Can I still see you?" "We'll see. Depends on my mood." This time, Citrine didn't flat-out refuse.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith that, she stifled a yawn, making it clear the conversation was over. "It's late. I'm heading home." She pushed open the car door and left without another glance.
After she was gone, Hastings sat in the car, lighting a cigarette. He rolled down the window and let the cold night air wash over him. He stayed parked outside for nearly an hour before finally driving off.
At the hospital- Two days passed. Hastings still hadn't come. Kali grew more anxious by the hour.
She opened her social app, hesitating for a long tbefore composing a message: Hastings, you haven't Eith visitedin a week. Are you mad at me? She checked it over, added a crying emoji at the end, and hit send feeling a little better, ne notification popped up: Message failed to send. Hastings had deleted her. sŵ Kali's face went pale. She quickly flipped to her contacts and dialed his number.
It rang and rang, but he never picked up. After a while, a recorded female voice con: The number you have dialed is not available. Please try again later."
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