making out

“Get in," he ordered.

I hesitated until he added, "please."

We drove silently, and I couldn't shake off the uneasiness. Normally, I would argue, but this time I remained quiet, unsure of what to say.

"Princess, were you jealous?" he asked, finally breaking the silence between us.

I scoffed.

"Princess," he groaned.

“ I'm really fed up with this situation. I can't comprehend your actions at all. One moment, you make me feel desired and captivated, and the next, you're with another stripper," I blurted out without thinking.

"So, you're jealous," he said arrogantly.

He abruptly stops the car and gazes at me intently.

"I apologise if I made you feel that way," he said, surprising me by claiming my lips. His lips were incredibly soft, and his tongue gently explored my mouth, seeking permission. I couldn't resist and kissed him back. A shiver ran through my entire body as his tongue danced inside my mouth.

"I'm sorry, princess. I just can't resist you. Everything about you is so tempting," he whispered between kisses. I let out a moan in response. Breaking the kiss, I took a deep breath, and he rested his head against mine as our breathing quickened together. His eyes changed colour once again, this time to a mesmerising golden yellow. It was truly beautiful.

“Why do your eyes change colour?" I asked.

He quickly looked away, avoiding my gaze.

"It's nothing," he responded, his attention back on the road.

The rest of the ride was filled with an uncomfortable silence.

After a short while, he dropped me off at my place.

"Thank you," I said, hoping for some kind of explanation. He simply nodded and drove away.

Wow! I was really expecting him to say something.

Feeling exhausted, I headed straight to my room without bothering to check if Adrian was home. I collapsed onto the bed and quickly fell asleep.

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I felt a hand on my chest, gently touching my nipples. I opened my eyes and saw Damien standing there. I was taken aback by the surprise.

I was too shocked to say anything as he held my hand down and began kissing my neck. He pulled up my top and softly sucked on my left breast. I couldn't help but moan in response.

Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door and I woke up, realizing it had all been a wet dream about Damien.

"Crystal, are you awake?" Adrian asked, peeking through the door.

"Yes, come in," I replied.

"I noticed you seemed tired yesterday, so I didn't want to disturb you. But I also saw something else," he teased.

"What?" I asked, trying to hide my embarrassment.

"Who was he?" Adrian inquired.

"It was a she," I lied.

"Hmm?" he stared at me suspiciously.

"Come on Adrian, leave now. I need to take a shower," I said, pushing him out of the room.

I desperately wanted to confide in

him about everything, but how could I tell him that I was already having explicit dreams about a man I barely knew?

I went about my usual routine.

"Adrian, I’m leaving for work" I called out.

“Bye babes.

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It's still 12:00pm, why is the time moving so slowly?" I groaned, already tired of serving customers and feeling extremely bored today.

Am I missing something? Him.

I was missing him.

"Hello!!! I asked for Mac and cheese, but this is ramen and cheese. And the ramen is not cooked well," a customer yelled at me.

"Why don't you try cooking it yourself? If you're here to criticize my food, why don't you ask your mother to make it for you instead of buying from outside," I yelled back before realizing what I had just done.

"Is this how you treat people?" she yelled.

"Stop yelling, okay? Your blood pressure might rise. I'm sorry," I apologized.

"How dare you talk to me like that?"

"As if you are the president's wife," I rolled my eyes.

"I will make sure to get you fired," she screamed again.

Does she enjoy screaming?

"Hey! Stop yelling," one person said.

"Crystal is a kind waitress," another said.

"That's right, she has always served us with respect."

"I strongly agree, if someone is wrong, it's definitely you."

The angry customer stared at me and stomped out.

"Thank you," I smiled and bowed to everyone.

One thing about kindness, it always speaks for you.

AUTHOR POV

Damien’s phone buzzed incessantly. He snatched it up, irritated.

"Why on earth were you calling me an asshole?!" He shouted into the phone, assuming it was Max.

"Asshole?”. His fathers voice came from the other side.

“Oh, shit, it's Father," he whispered, quickly straightened up.

"Father... I... I thought it was Max," Hestumbled over my words, and his father chuckled.

"Anyway, we've located Aiden. Send Max and a few men to retrieve him."

"Yes, Father," He replied before hanging up and immediately dialling Max's number.

Aiden belongs to the werewolf pack. He serves as Liam's beta and was the one responsible for stealing their drugs.

For the records, damien and Liam and big rival, be it pleasure or business

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Max sprang into action as soon as he received a call from Damien. "I won't go easy on you this time, Aiden," he muttered, remembering their last fight that had left him severely injured and bedridden.

Determined to confront Aiden alone, Max drove straight to the hotel without any backup. He approached the receptionist and used his charm to obtain

the room key where Aiden was staying. The perks of being handsome, he thought.

Quietly making his way upstairs, Max unlocked the door and discreetly checked for his knife and gun. He hid the knife in his shoe, preparing for the confrontation.

Aiden's voice broke the silence, taunting Max. "

If it isn't Damien's slave, Max," he chuckled.

Max looked up, his heart racing as he saw Aiden standing there in nothing but a towel, water dripping from his hair. Aiden looked incredibly attractive and tempting.

"I was actually expecting you since yesterday. Why are you so late?" Aiden asked, moving closer to Max.

Reacting swiftly, Max pulled out his gun and aimed it at Aiden's forehead. However, Aiden was quick to kick the weapon away, displaying his cunning.

His large, brown eyes bore into Max's soul, captivating him instantly. A wave of weakness washed over him, rendering him powerless.

Suddenly, Max's hand was forcefully pinned against the wall.

"What do you think you're doing?!" he shouted, struggling to free himself.

A seductive smirk played on Aiden's lips as he bit his lips.

"Look at you, getting aroused just from looking at me. Am I that irresistible?" he teased, winking and provocatively touching his crotch. Max's eyes widened as he quickly averted his gaze. Aiden was right. He was undeniably aroused.

"What will Damien think? That his trusted ally is succumbing to an enemy?" he whispered, biting Max's ear.

"Let's go," Max groaned, desperately trying to maintain his composure. Damien would be disappointed and furious.

"Stop resisting, Max. I know you desire me as much as I desire you," he murmured, biting Max's ear once more and breathing into his neck.

"A...Aiden," Max gasped. "P...please, stop," he pleaded.

"Max," he groaned, "we both crave this. I want to be deep inside you. I want to hear you scream my name," he whispered.

"Aiden, please," Max felt a profound weakness he had never experienced before. How could this man's words have such a powerful effect on him?

"Please, what?" Aiden challenged.

Max blinked, slowly raising his gaze to meet Aiden's. He had no idea what he was begging for. Aiden's hand forcefully collided with Max's crotch, eliciting a low growl from him.

"Just look at how aroused you are for me," Aiden taunted.

"Shut up!" Max yelled.

"Don't be afraid, daddy won't tell anyone," he chuckled.

He suddenly pressed his lips against Max's, his eyes widening in shock. He desperately wanted to resist, but his body had other plans. Damien would surely kill him if he found out about this.

"Mm mm," Aiden hummed, releasing Max's hands as max wrapped his legs around Aiden's waist, Aiden carried him to the bed. Soon enough, he tugged down Max's jeans, causing Max to let out a moan as Aiden rubbed his c**k.

He kissed him again, and Max found himself responding to the kiss. Aiden's soft lips perfectly moulded against his own as he closed his eyes and pulled him closer. The kiss was intoxicating, sensual, and passionate. Max couldn't help but imagine the anger Damien would feel if he found out he was here, making out with his enemy's beta instead of torturing him.

But despite knowing how wrong it was, Max couldn't resist giving in to his desires.

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A few hours later, Max woke up in Aiden's embrace, attempting to free himself, but Aiden pulled him back.

"Please, just stay for a few more minutes," he pleaded.

After a while, he reluctantly got up

, not wanting to spend another moment in Aiden's arms, not because he didn't enjoy it, but because he felt guilty.

"I have to go. You're an enemy of the Montenegro family. This shouldn't have happened," Max stated.

He noticed a flicker of hurt in Aiden's eyes, but Aiden quickly averted his gaze.

"You're right. We are enemies," Aiden replied.

He hastily dressed and prepared

to leave.

"Max," Aiden called out, "will I ever see you like this again?"

Understanding his meaning, Max replied, "Yes, but next time I'll have a gun in my hand, aimed at your head. I won't succumb to weakness again. Be careful, Aiden."