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Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 167
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Chapter 167 It comforted and shattered his heart at the stbut it also made him glad that the sacrifices he made to bring Leila back were at least worth something, even if they have cost him the only thing he truly desires, a life with her.

What he felt that day was nothing compared to whatever sorcery Carmela had tried to trick him with.

Leila's smell was the only thing that filled his nostrils, his desire for her was the strongest it had ever been. His wolf howled in joy like never before, his own joy knew no bounds and so did his hatred for Carmela.

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He had to act like he did not feel a thing in front of Leila when he wanted nothing more that day than to claim her right there and then but giving her the revenge she deserves is more important than whatever feelings he or his wolf has.

If only there was something he could do to show her how sorry he is that he cost her their child, anything to pacify this hatred that she has for him. He would give everything to just see her smile at him one more time.

She doesn't even want to see his dying father. The Leila he knew would agree to grant a dying man's wish, has he really pushed her that far over the edge? Is her heart now so cold she really doesn't care for him or anything concerning him anymore? Is there really no warmth, not even the slightest of it in her heart for him? "Tatum, move," Leila growls, a mean scowl on her face.

Tatum remains planted in front of her, his heart riddled with unbearable pain. "Just see him, I won't be there. It'syou hate, right?" "I said no. I'm dead to him as I am to you and I'm tired of you always coming up tolike this. Seeing you repulses me, it makeswant to vomit, I hate you Tatum, I really really hate you, so whatever you think you are doing with all of this," she shakes her head, "a bloody waste of time." Tatum purses his lips tightly and his heart clenches with pain, so deep and strong that he can feel the ache in his spine.

"My sweet p-" "Don't you dare....." Leila growls.

"Don't you ever callthat! Was I not your sweet pea when you let your treatlike garbage? Was I not her when tafter tyou defended Carmela for her atrocities againstand madelook like a fool, or when you threwto the mob like a fucking criminal and at the lowest moment of my life-" Leila's voice breaks and tears trickle down her eyes, she hisses, scrunches her lips, looks away and when she looks back, her eyes are stone cold again.

"The only kind of pea I am to you right now is poisonous, so if you like yourself, stay clear of my path or stay in it if you want, either way, I will have my revenge and it will be lethal." "Then have it Leila," Tatum growls, grabs and shoves her against the door, his resolve breaking as he locks his forehead against hers and pins her head to the door.

"Have it, kick me, punch me, stab me, just do something to me," his voice drops to the lowest as Leila writhes fruitlessly in his hold.

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"Just don't treatlike this...like I'm fucking nothing to you," his heart pounds erratically and he can hear Leila's heart thud, he can feel the goosebumps on her skin, her intoxicating smell draining him of restraint, his gaze dips to her plump sexy lips and his eyes flash red, his Wolf takes over and before he can get a grip, he kisses her fiercely, with passion, hunger and longing.

Leila freezes at first, her body stiff but her lips respond, then suddenly, she bites down on his lip, at the stdriving her knees into his crotch.

Tatum jerks away from her with laboured breath, the lingering pleasure from the kiss dwarfing the pain in his bloodied lip and crotch.

"You fucking bastard, don't you ever do that toagain," Leila snarls at him, her chest rising and falling in palpable rage.

Tatum slowly brushes his thumb across his lips, a conflicted look in his eyes as he stares at her. Kissing her now with the matebond in place beats any other kiss they have ever shared, it is heavenly.

Her lips taste just as sweet, just as soft as he remembers but the pleasure is something he cannot e describe a feeling out of this world, his entire body just now felt like it was being dazzled with a million volts. Even right now with her so angry, all

he wants to do is grab her and take more but he knows he has to restrain himself, he has to respect he he has amends to make, a lot, his sins are Enn numerous and he will need atonement for each and every one of them before he can even dare to hope for a chance again.