All Chapters of Fated to my One Night Stand: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

~Amber’s POV~ Silence.Complete and utter silence stretched between us through the psychic connection, heavy and stubborn, and I knew without a doubt, could feel it from the pride rippling through the link that neither of us were going to cave first.And even though I was the one that needed something, I still didn’t say anything.Didn’t break.Didn’t give in.Then, much to my surprise, he broke the silence first.‘If this was on a phone,’ he said, his mental voice carrying that particular dry tone he used when he was trying not to be amused, ‘I would have assumed you had hung up on me.’There was a tilting amusement in his words that made something warm flicker in my chest, made me almost smile despite everything.But I kept quiet, waiting.He spoke again after a beat. ‘I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. I did raise you to have pride, after all. So I will keep on speaking even though I am the one with every reason to be angry with you.’A pause followed, deliberate and pointed. ‘Corr

~Axel’s POV~ This… this was exactly why I didn’t like people.And even more so why it had been decided, cemented, and was never going to change that I couldn’t stand Amber Moon’s existence.Never in my life had I been so utterly disgusted.It had taken everything in me to hold my own vomit in, even more effort when I had to wipe hers off my face with my hand, warm, wet, reeking of alcohol then proceed to use my jacket to get the rest, which only made it worse because now the smell was ground into the fabric.But no.That was not the worst thing.The worst thing was that she had burst out laughing the moment after she’d vomited on me, doubled over like it was the funniest thing that had ever happened, then stumbled her way into the passenger seat of my car without a shred of remorse.And now she was sitting there, humming to herself, looking completely at peace with the world while I used every ounce of self-control I possessed to stop myself from wrapping my hands around her throat.

~Amber’s POV~ Capitalize on the fact that he left you all alone in a strange place where absolutely anything could have happened to you.That is your defense.And that was exactly what I held on to as I made my way downstairs, unfortunately in his shirt because there wasn't anything else to wear, the fabric hanging huge on my frame, the scent of him wrapped around me like a second skin I couldn't escape.Only for the defense to completely disappear the moment I saw his face.He was standing in the kitchen, back to me initially, but the second my foot hit the bottom step he turned.Our eyes met.I froze completely on the staircase, one hand still gripping the railing, my breath catching in my throat at what I saw in his expression.He held my eyes for exactly two seconds.I counted because time seemed to slow down, stretch out, make those two seconds feel like an eternity before he broke contact and spoke."Take your seat."The words came out flat, emotionless, but there was something

~Amber’s POV~ We are going to fall in love.I would have laughed, would have kept laughing if the exhaustion hadn’t settled back in the moment I stepped into my room.I kicked off my shoes, let them fall wherever they landed, was about to throw myself face-first into bed because there were still six days left and I could come up with a solution during that time, no doubt, after I just…My body took the thought and made to execute it.I reached for the covers, pulled them back.And they exploded upward.The scream that tore out of my lips was immediate, instinctive, cutting through a voice yelling “SURPRISE!”Roxanne bared her teeth inside me, snarling, ready to attack, claws pushing forward as my brain tried to process what was happening, tried to catch up to the shock flooding my system.“AMBER, IT’S ME! IT’S ME!” The voice came again, familiar, cutting through my panic. “STOP SCREAMING!”My eyes finally registered what I was seeing.Timothy.Timothy was in my bed.Had been UNDER my

~Axel’s POV~ I had been very skeptical about the theory that had formed after the day that I became the recipient of two rounds of vomit, courtesy of the woman who was meant to be the most proper person in the Realm.That when Amber Moon was created, a needle had been placed into her head and every ounce of her sense had been extracted, leaving her to be sent into the world completely empty of rational thought.It had been too much of a dramatic conclusion, too harsh even by my standards, which was why I hadn’t decided if it was actually true.But this had just cemented it.This moment right here, standing in the doorway of her room with her father beside me, his words still hanging in the air like a death sentence, had just confirmed beyond any doubt that Amber Moon had absolutely no sense whatsoever.“Amber?” King Roland’s voice cut through the silence that had followed his question then he turned to me. “Axel?”That was what it took for me to snap my attention away from the glare