Cheating With The Billionaire

Chapter 13: Possessive, Part 2 (Bella)

Amabella's POV

I ended up getting rid of the Uber driver at the last second.

I hadn't been thinking with a clear head as I was making plans to go out, and I now realize how much it would've sucked to depend on someone else for a ride, considering I'm out on my own tonight. So I opted to drive one of Kaden's cars instead.

He's the first man that I've dated who has made me want to get violent with him. Like a slap him hard across the face before pushing him down on the ground and f*****g him senseless type of violence, if it could even be called that.

I'm embarrassed to admit he has me completely whipped. Sometimes I thought I had him wrapped around my finger, but after the brief standoff that happened between us before I left the house tonight, I'm feeling like it's me that's wrapped around his.

I can't stop thinking about his stupid handsome face, no matter how hard I try.

And the hickey on my neck—Kaden's possessive mark on what he believes is his territory—has surprisingly done the trick in deterring men from approaching me. I'm not even in the proper headspace to party, so after half an hour, I leave the club and stop at a Walmart to grab a change of clothes because to hell with staying in this tight ass dress for another hour.

After I get changed into a plain shirt and some sweats, I aimlessly drive around town for a bit. There isn't s**t else to do around here, and I can't think of a better way to kill time while Kaden is presumably pacing the floor at home, wondering what I'm doing and who I'm doing it with. If I was seriously trying to get back at him for keeping things from me, I'd book a room at a hotel and wouldn't even go back home tonight. That would definitely drive him up the f*****g wall.

God, why did I have to catch feelings for such a complex man?

I just don't understand why, after everything that we've gone through, Kaden thought it would be best to keep things from me again. He's already told me the truth about why he married my mother, so what on earth is holding him back from telling me that someone had vandalized her salon? Is he afraid that I'll try to go out and solve the crime myself or what?

Either way it goes, he clearly doesn't trust me as much as I thought he did. He continues to treat me like I'm a delicate flower that needs to be protected from the horrors of this big wicked world; in reality, I simply want him to treat me as his equal.

"I could definitely go for something greasy and fattening right about now," I mumble to myself after stumbling upon a homely little diner.

There are only a few cars in the parking lot, and I'm way across town, so I shouldn't run into anyone that would recognize me. At least that's what I'm hoping won't happen, because it'll be hard to explain why I'm dressed down with a face full of makeup on and my hair styled. Kaden is turning me into someone that I don't recognize and I'm wondering if this is the point where I need to be getting concerned.

Then again, I am in a secret relationship with my mother's fake husband. The list of things that I need to be concerned about is now several miles long.

After I'm seated and have my order placed, I pull out my cell phone to see if I have any missed notifications. I'm greeted with several unread texts, some old and some new.

DAD: Miss you, Bells. Wish you'd come down and visit sometime.

IRIS: Feels like we haven't talked in forever :( Let's FaceTime soon??

YASMINE: I am so ready to be done with school!! This s**t is for the birds...

WESLEY: Tinder is hell. Never install that app no matter how horny you get.

KADEN: You deserved to know what happened to your mother's salon.

KADEN: I shouldn't have kept that from you and I'm sorry for being such a d**k.

KADEN: Please come home?

KADEN: I really hate it when we fight, babe.

Hmm. Seems like Kaden has learned his lesson. That's cute, but I'm still pissed off.

When my food arrives, I place my phone down after I reply to everyone's messages. I'll say what I need to say to Kaden to his face when I get home because I know he'll be waiting up for me. I won't be surprised to find him sitting in my bedroom with a scowl on his face... f**k. Now I'm thinking about him lying naked on my bed. Jesus Christ, my priorities are a hot mess.

"Bella?"

I stiffen at the sound of the familiar voice.

"Wow, it actually is you." Jason Tyler smiles at me as I lift my head and meet his icy blue gaze.

His blonde hair is slicked back and he, too, has dressed down tonight. I wonder if he's planning on robbing someone after leaving here because everything that he has on is black. Black shirt, black jeans, black shoes. The only thing missing is a black cap. I bet the creep has it in his car.

Wait, why am I judging him again? Oh, that's right. Kaden hates him for some reason.

"I live around here, and this is one of the few places that stays open late, so it's become one of my favorite spots to order from whenever I get the munchies at night." Jason, or Tyler, or whatever the f**k he prefers to be called, takes a seat opposite of me in my booth. I barely stop myself from rolling my eyes at his audacity. "I know you don't live on this side of town, so what's your excuse for being here tonight? Did you need some alone time after having a fight with your married lover?"

"How do you know I don't live over here? Maybe I just recently signed off on a condo... You f*****g stalking me or something?" I snap, immediately growing defensive. He merely laughs and holds his hands up in defeat. "And I don't have a married lover, so watch your mouth."

"That's not what you let slip when we were talking in that bar a while back," Jason smirks. "I have an excellent memory, and from what I can recall, you called your relationship with him complicated. I assume it still is if you're out here this late wearing a face full of makeup and sweatpants... Did you have to make a quick dash out of the backdoor because the Misses came home early tonight or what?"

He steals a fry from off my plate and pops it into his mouth while I stare at him with my jaw touching the table. What the hell is he expecting to accomplish by getting me riled up? I remember Kaden told me to walk the other way if Jason and I ever crossed paths again. Now I think I know why. This guy is an asshole! He's coming for me when he doesn't even know me. This is a red flag that's bordering on psychotic behavior, and I am not here for any of it.

"We've only met once and talked for less than ten minutes, so I don't know why you're being such a prick to me right now, but I will not sit here and listen to your bullshit."

I pull out my wallet and toss a few bucks on the table before standing to leave.

"Goodnight, Bella." Jason chuckles as I walk away. "And please tell Kaden that I said hello!"