"Can we get in the pool?" Julie asks as the sun begins to set and we’re just relaxing on the sunbeds. "Sure, let's get in," I reply and we get up from the sunbeds. Since it's just us, they start stripping down to their underwear and jumping in. I do the same until Lucia gasps."What's that? Omg, you kinky slut," she giggles and draws everyone's attention to my ass. Fuck, I'd forgotten about that. I squirm to look at my ass. It doesn't look as angry as it did this morning, it's starting to fade and just looks like reddened skin."Yeah, yeah, grow up," I roll my eyes and put her in a headlock, "Stop insulting your future Luna.""Future Slutna," she blurts out in a choked voice, making the rest of the girls laugh. I laugh too and pull her to the edge of the pool. Once there, I jump in and bring her with me. And, thankfully, the subject of my marked butt is forgotten a few minutes later. We keep playing around in the pool until Julie's mom starts pestering her to come home, so we get ou
The next day I wake up with a hell of a hangover, but I have to force myself to get up and go to work whether I want to or not. My dad hates it when I take days off just because, and I hate to hear him nagging me like I'm still a kid. This time, when I head to the kitchen, Anya isn't here, but she's left breakfast ready for me. Scrambled eggs with toast and avocado, but no fruit. "Remember we have the event at seven today. We need to be ready and on our way by six," I text Anya as I eat. "Okay,” she replies a few seconds later. "Your stuff is still in my car, I'll put it in your room," I let her know."Thanks, Sir,” she replies. Sir? Pff. I just roll my eyes.I guess she's still mad about yesterday. What a baby.I thought she had more fight in her. I was kind of even expecting some retaliation or something. Her trying to piss me off or sneak another punch on me.If she thinks that her being quiet and well behaved now is going to make me stop messing with her, she’s dead wrong. E
{Anya}The journey to the Opricut Pack is awkward and painful as hell. We've been in tense silence for half an hour, and Jae hasn't even turned on the radio, so it really is just silence. And our breathing. My nerves are about to burst."By the way, my dad told me we should be a PDA nightmare tonight," he suddenly says, as if he's hearing my thoughts. 'Fuck you,' I think, just in case he really is."Yeah, your mom told me the same thing," I comment, not looking at him. I'm still angry about the way he treated me yesterday, so I want to avoid any other issues between us because I realized that no matter what I do, I'll always end up losing. Jae is right, he has the upper hand all the time, so what's the point of fighting? I'll just keep my distance. "And are you okay with that?" he asks. This time I look at him. He looks so handsome tonight, in a full black tux and his hair perfectly styled. I hate the fact that such a bad man is so handsome. It's so unfair."Of course. It's alway
I try to shake off everything this man makes me feel and focus on the conversation and the food when they start serving us, but I can't. My mind keeps going back to Jae's warm lips on mine. Or him sucking on my lip. Or him licking my finger like a sex demon... which then makes me think about us in my bed the other day, him sucking his fingers with my wetness on them. Why is he such a slut? That's the real problem here. He's seductive and slutty and that should be illegal. He should not have the power he has over me. He should be... a boring older guy who I struggle to have sex with because he's so focused on his Alpha duties. He should not have me acting like… like a horny teenage boy. That’s how he makes me feel. It doesn't help that Jae keeps touching me one way or another as the alphas around the table talk about important stuff I don't really understand. Alliances and rivalries, shifting loyalties and hidden agendas. I don't care about any of that, all I care about is the man
"Apologize then," I keep going, feeling a little too smug, "Say you're sorry. Say you’re stupid and I AM perfect.""Fuck no," he spits out, looking over his shoulder, but we're definitely hidden in here, "You don't call the shots here, I've told you that.""I think I do right now," I push, feeling greedy. I want to take advantage of the one time I do have some power. He wants these people to respect him and see him as a good man. And I have the opportunity to fuck that up for him, "Apologize, Jae. Say you’re a stupid little man and I’m perfect.”"I would never say those words," he says, his face hard and angry, "Let's go back outside before you really fucking piss me off.""No. Apologize right now or I'll make a scene," I threaten, brave as a blind dog being chased by a lion. Stupid and hopeless. And yet, I can't stop myself, "I swear I'll do it. I told you I will always defend myself.""Against what? What the fuck did I do today? I'm being a good husband," he says, as if he actually,
I have to force myself to smile and touch Jae for over twenty minutes when I really just want to scream and hide my head on the floor like a scared ostrich. And just stay there. Every time Jae opens his mouth, he makes me hate him even more. Fuck him. Fuuuuck him. And fuck my mom for being so stupid. Does she even know what power of attorney is? Probably not. Or she probably didn't care, she was just thinking about the money."Are you okay, Anya?" someone asks me all of a sudden. I look at the guy, completely confused. I've been zoning out so much, I don't even remember his name. "Yeah, all good," I give him a fake smile, and I guess it's obvious because the mood gets a little awkward, but luckily he changes the subject and starts talking about boring stuff with Jae again. Once the random guy leaves, Jae turns me until I'm face to face with him and wraps an arm around my waist to pull me into his body. He grabs my head with his other hand and brings his lips to my ear. I'm sure we
We leave the premises with a new painting of mostly purple tones, a gorgeous small jewelry box, and the ugly statue I broke. Or, at least, its pieces. We drive back home in silence again, but this time it feels different, even more charged somehow. I'm a little buzzed from the champagne and I can’t stop myself from stealing glances at Jae every couple of seconds. He just looks at me from time to time, still in silence. Before anyone can say something, his phone starts ringing."What's up?" He answers. "Are you still busy?" I hear faintly, it's a male voice, "We're hanging out in Barracuda, in case you want to join.""Who's there?" Jae asks and gives me another side glance. The guy says a bunch of names, and Jae nods, "Fine, I'll be there in an hour. And I'm bringing my wife.""Oh," I let out with a frown, completely confused by that, "No. You don't have to...""Did I ask?" He snaps at me, then continues talking with his friend for a couple of seconds while I’m trying to understand
The car door slams shut behind me and I stumble slightly on the uneven ground. Jae's grip on my arm is firm, almost bruising. I try to pull away, but he holds me in place. His expression is unreadable, but I know him well by now. He's going to do something, probably something horrible. "Jae, I... I was just... I didn't mean to..." I stammer, my heart racing as I try to come up with an excuse."You didn't mean to what? Flash me on the road? Try to seduce me again?" His words feel like a slap in the face, and I felt my cheeks burn with humiliation. As usual, "You're still trying to, Anya? That's not how this works. I don't get pulled by the dick by no one, especially not you." "I didn't mean it like that," I repeat, my voice shaky, "I was just trying to... I don't know... get a rise out of you.""A rise?" He scoffs, releasing my arm and taking a step back. "You think this is some kind of game?""Yes," I answer, feeling the weight of his gaze on me, "It’s just a silly game. I wanted y