What ridiculous words was this man saying? Even if tomorrow, that which will never come, I am to take Fang as my partner, I would not point him out on his lecherous choices before me. No one should be blamed for their past.

"I am very, very sorry. I honestly felt extremely guilty after it happened." Fang stepped closer and kissed my cheek and my hand immediately went up to cover where his lips had gently brushed against my skin. I frowned, looking at him, and my eyes widened in shock. He whispered near my ear, "I promise it would never happen again. Let me make it up to you"

I felt like I had heard those words somewhere before, but I couldn't remember where. "You don't need to make it up to me or anyone!"

Fang took his distance again. "How about I fix and renovate your entire house, instead of just the lobby and that one dark room there," his head pointed to the room near the entrance, which was always closed. "As a gesture of apology. Let me make it up to you for my hedonist mistakes."

It immediately clicked to me how Channing was here yesterday, asking to make it up to me. I had asked him to fix that closed dark room and the lobby. Fang was pointing it out on purpose. He must have obviously read it from my thoughts.

I tilted my chin up, "I will not apologise, if that is what you are expecting of me." If he was putting up the act so I would feel like I cheated on Fang, then I won't be giving that to him. Whatever intimate space I shared with Channing has nothing to do with Fang. "Fang, I know what happened a while back. I was in my senses, I know what I felt with Channing and it is nothing I feel around you. I'd rather understand and work on those feelings than waste, hearing your stupid aggravating apologies"

Fang clicked his tongue, evidently irked by my response. Possibly even my thoughts as he can read them. In my head, I had kissed Channing. Anticipating it and somewhere deep down wanting to do it. And if it would have happened, I still wouldn't have anything to apologise to this man standing in front of me.

"Don't confuse your gratification for the kindness he shows as your liking towards him," said Fang, brows drawn in anger. "Channing was doing his duty, helping you in the past, nothing out of his feelings. And the feelings you assumed towards Channing, are not yours."

My eyes narrowed. "Don't decide for me, Fang. Don't decide what I feel"

"Honey, is the problem of his ability." Fang had a fake worried tone just to step on my buttons. "You don't even know what you were feeling. Neither weren't you going with any flow" Fang placed his hand in his trouser pockets, letting out a sigh and continued, "Channing's innate special abilities can increase anything tenfold. Emotions magnify so much that they sweep the person it is directed towards, into them".

Words failed my tongue as he said those words. It was something that Channing had said about his emotions rising tenfold. But how can his emotions affect mine? At this moment, I was more confused than I had felt a while back.

Fang brought one of his hands out of his pockets to caress my cheek and, without a second delay, I swat it away.

His charcoal eyes did not leave mine, "Especially engulfing the empathy of compassionate people like you, Selene. You were just pulled into his desires." His voice filled with distress at the end, remembering what desires Channing had shown. "They weren't yours and so your emotions and thoughts jumbled around, conflicting inside you, finding the right reason for what you felt." His jaw ticked, holding back his temper. "The tension you felt was not real, just something he felt and was carried onto you"

I stared back into Fang's infuriated eyes. He did not like how I was not hearing his words even after so much explanation. More than that, it pissed him after going through my thinking and watching me trace back to that moment with Channing for answers.

I reminisced through everything, and there truly were times where it felt like the cogs did not fit. Channing said it wasn't my fault. I had not understood what it meant then, but what Fang was saying was giving me explanations for the conflicting swirl I went through. If I like Channing in my heart, I still would not have allowed such advancements this soon.

But that did not mean I would listen to Fang. "Stop feeding me with words in your own favour, Fang. I know how much you like to incline everything towards you, irrespective of people's choices."

This man was the worst, like the entire world spun for him. Fang made sure everyone around him offered him something and if they did not, he took it from them. I have had enough experience with his opportunistic nature to ask for nothing useless from him.

"You can try it on him again," Fang responded casually, while eyes watching his knuckles that had dried blood on them, "Try inducing a different emotion in Channing towards you and see if it creeps onto you." Fang leaned closer, his hands in his pocket, bringing his face opposite mine. His lips rose from one corner, "once Channing loses his control over any one of his emotions towards a person, the rest easily follow."

My eyes looked around, to nothing in particular. If what Fang was saying was true, then I should first talk with Channing regarding it, instead of straight-up testing it. Moreover, Fang was not a trustable person for me.

Fang stood by straight, running his fingers over his sharp jaw bone as if thinking something. His lips curled in a thin line, "hmm let's see, how about you try to induce jealousy in him? I will happily oblige to help you make him jealous. You, me, sharing an intimate space"

I snapped my eyes back at him and saw him deviously run his tongue over his canines. Such a blatant man Fang was. "Can you never be serious?" I asked, irritated because he was twisting things in his favour again. It was so hard to trust this man.

If I had to check with Channing, I would never take help from Fang. He would definitely ask something from me in return and then make sure I gave it to him.