Dante;I held my face in shock. How dare she slap me?!I glared at her angrily but she glared back at me with equal intensity. I grabbed her again but she put up a little struggle."Don't you dare touch me, Dante! Leave me alone!"I grabbed her arms again and slammed her into the wall. She groaned in pain but it didn't stop her from putting up another fight.She tried to kick at me but I trapped her legs between my thighs and pressed myself closer to her."You are a lot feistier than before."A smile curled my lips but she was unimpressed."This is your last warning. Let. Me. Go. I came here to have fun. I said I wasn't going to frolic with you. We can't keep doing this."I chuckled and leaned closer to her. Her scent was amazing and her breath fanned my face gently. Her lips were a soft pink, succulent, and was begging me to kiss her."We both know why you are here. You came because you wanted to see me. You know Lorenzo can't treat you the way I can...""Fuck you! You threatened me
Clarissa: I was in the living room with the kids. My mind was far and I was ignoring the bickering from Ethan and Elsa.My thoughts were dominated by Lorenzo. Ever since he left, I couldn't stop thinking about him, thinking about how he cornered me in the room, thinking about how he warmed my lips with his.A voice suddenly jabbed at me in my head.“Why are you thinking about him? He probably just used you to get a little relief. Erica hasn't allowed him to touch her ever since they got engaged. He just wanted to let off steam with you." The gnawing reality dampened my feelings for him. Maybe I was being stupid. It prob wasn't worth it. But still, I had never felt anyone touch me like that. I felt wanted and needed. I felt this connection to him and his..."Miss Clarissa!–"My thoughts were interrupted by Elsa screaming at the top of her lungs.I sat up and saw her struggling with Ethan over a toy."–Ethan has my toy. I wanna play with it. I already gave him a turn!" I rolled my e
Erica:"Dante please."He silenced me with a hot steamy kiss. I tried to fight him but my body was weak. He tasted wonderful but I felt guilty that I was doing this with him."Dante," I groaned against his lips.He pulled away slowly and savored my flushed expression."Why do you fight the urges? You know that you want it. I see it in your eyes. I can tell that you have been craving me ever since our first kiss. Tell me that I am lying?"My face flushed even more. I couldn't let him. I just couldn't.I watched him pull done his trousers and take out his hard cock.He stroked it seductively as he looked at me."See how hard that you have made me. Fuck! This is all your fault and I know you want me inside you."He pounced on me and teased me."I want you to beg me, Erica. I want you to beg me to be inside of you. I won't go in without your permission. I know you want me and I want you to give me the go-ahead."He rubbed my clit with his hard and hot cock. Fuck! The feeling was amazing a
Lorenzo:I grabbed her and carried her to the bed. She gasped as I rubbed her clit through her soaked panties.The scent of her arousal made me shudder with delight. She craved me terribly."Lorenzo, the kids are downstairs."Her words were breathy and weak. Her body shuddered in pleasure as her fingers dug into the bed foam."Well, in that case, I advise that you don't scream."I yanked off her panties and marveled at her soaked pussy. Its juices were dripping down her thighs and soaking the bedsheets."So you have been a little slut this whole time. I never thought that you could be this wet."I spread her legs further apart and pulled her close to me. Her face was a deep crimson as she tried to anticipate what I would do to her."Lorenzo, this isn't right. You're with Miss Erica."I smirked and blew a stream of air in her clitoris and watched her moan in sweet ecstasy."Pleasure isn't right?" I asked. "Don't act like you haven't been craving me this whole time. I saw the way you we
Erica:"Oooww! What the hell?"I woke up tired and weak. My breasts were squished against a hard body and my hair was messily in my face. The scent around me was that of hot steamy sex.I groaned as I tried to move. My pussy felt sore but in a pleasant kind of way. The chest I was laying on was warm and comforting and the heartbeat was slow and steady.Slowly it all began to come back to me. The sex, the moans, the spanks, all began to flood my mind. I had fucked Dante.The guilt slowly began to seep in and silent tears began to run down my face.What did I just do? Why did I do it? I promised myself that I wasn't going to engage him, yet, here I was, in his car, sticky with our juices and sweat.I stirred and my moving woke Dante. He placed his hand on my butt and gave me a little squeeze."Good morning, beautiful."I felt anger and hate for him almost instantly. I knew that we had done it together but I hated that I we did it."Don't touch me."I slapped his hand away and sat up, fe
Clarissa:I woke up early in the morning and turned over in bed. The bed was warm but Lorenzo wasn't there. His spot on the bed was empty and I felt a cool breeze blow.I sighed. He had left early in the morning through the window. I knew it because I always shut the window every night.I lay in bed and stared at the ceiling. My pussy still tingled from the way he fucked me last night. I could still hear his voice whispering dirty things in my ears, telling me how good I felt and asking me if he made me feel immense pleasure.I soon got up and the room smelled of hot steamy sex. Each breath made me remember the wonders that I had experienced last night.My clothes were littered all over the room; my panties were in the far corner, near the chair. I sighed and got dressed. I had to clean the room before Erica got back. It was only the Goddess who knew where she had gone last night.As I put the bed in order, the throbbing realization of last night hit me. I could feel that I loved Lore
Erica: I smiled at Clarissa and left her room. I was still suspicious. I felt this nudging feeling that she was lying to me. There probably was someone in her room last night but I had no way to prove it.As soon as I entered her room, I noticed that the air smelled different but the smell soon faded away and I began to wonder if I had imagined it.I had seen Clarissa cry. She seems hurt and broke. I understood her pain. It wasn't easy to be without a mate. She had served my family well and I truly wanted her to be happy.I pushed the thoughts to the back of my mind and headed to the kitchen to have breakfast with the kids.“Ethan! Eat your own!"“I'm not touching yours, Elsa.”I sighed angrily. It was what I expected. I felt that I couldn't leave Ethan and Elsa together without them breaking into a spontaneous mini-war.They had both nearly finished their food but Ethan was robbing what was left of Elsa's food with his fork."Ethan, stop bothering your sister.”Ethan slinked back an
Dante:I watched her walk away and banged the seat angrily. My cheek still stung from the vicious slap that she had given me. The car still smelled like her and the windows were still slightly foggy for the breathing.I held my head in my hands and all I could think about was the sublime night we had. My thigh was still sticky with our juices.Fuck! I could still feel how tight and warm she was. I could still feel the way her pussy gripped my cock. Her moans still rang in my ears.She was lying. I knew she was lying. She felt something. She felt us bonding but she was either too proud or scared to say it.I got dressed angrily and finally got out of the car. The early morning breeze blew on my face and through my ravaged hair. I readjusted my suit and walked into my mansion.The house was deathly silent and I grew suspicious almost immediately. I walked to the living room and realized why the house felt off. I saw Laura sitting on my chair with a glass of champagne.She glared at me w
Laura’s POVI watched as Lisa and her father breezed through the crowd. It wasn’t difficult to tell that she was thoroughly bored. I couldn’t blame her. Her father looked like a stuffy stuck-up man.I turned my head and caught sight of Rusev watching me like a hawk. I grumbled. I hated him. Why did my mate think it a good idea to leave me stuck with him?I shadowed Mr. Hans as he dragged his daughter along, greeting dignitaries and other stuck-up people like himself.A waiter passed me and I grabbed another glass of champagne. How was I going to get Lisa away from her old man?My mind kicked into overdrive, and soon, an idea hit me. I sighed and winced in disgust as it continued to take shape in my head. It wasn’t pleasant but I had to do it. I guess that was one other purpose of the dress I wore.I took another sip of my champagne and strutted sexily towards Mr. Hans. He caught a glimpse of me through the corner of his eye and was soon fully facing my direction.A dirt smirk crept on
Erica’s POVThe guards stopped him before he could come any closer.“What are you doing here?!” My mother yelled as the guards blocked Dante’s path towards me.“I need to see Erica. This is important.”My mother’s eyes bore down on him. I turned away; I could barely look at him. Did he come here to ruin my fathers funeral as well? Wasn’t he tired of ruining my life?“Guards! Take him away!”They stormed up to him and Dante began to back away.“Erica! I need to talk to you! Tell them to stop!”His voice calling my name was driving me insane. It was because of him that my life was ruined. Couldn’t he just stop meddling in my life.“Erica!”The guards grabbed him and began to drag him away. I watched him as he struggled and yelled at me. The guests all watched in awe. I already had more than enough gossip circling around me. I didn’t want anymore.“Erica!”There was a gasp and the guards were on the floor. Dante had broken free and was dashing towards me. My knees began to shake. I wante
Laura’s POV“Room service!”I put on my bathrobe and walked to the door. I didn’t order room service. I clutched my robe tighter to my body and opened the door just a crack.A lady stood there with a box in her hands. Was that a delivery for me?“Are you Miss Laura?”“Yes.”I felt a little emboldened and opened the door a little wider. The lady was dressed in formal wear, a little too formal for her to be in the room service business.“I have a package for you.”She handed it to me, and I looked at the tag attached to it. I couldn't help but smile.“I may not be with you, but I want all eyes to be on you and for every man to drool at the sight of you and wish you were theirs. But they can’t have you. You are MINE. Mate.”I smiled and felt a warm fuzzy feeling bubble inside of me. He wasn’t here, but he knew how to make me feel like he was.“Thank you.”I hurried back into my room, trying my best not to squeal like an excited seven-year-old. I hadn’t expected a dress for the party. I
Erica’s POVMy fingers were trembling as I did Ethan's bow tie. I had tried not to cry. It had been hard to keep my emotions in check while we planned the funeral. Everyone was still scared of me but the condolences they gave brought tears to my eyes every time I heard them.Today would be the first time in weeks that I would lay eyes on my father’s body and would never see it again.“Don’t be sad, Mom.”Ethan pulled me into a hug as soon as I lifted my fingers from his bowtie. He was such a sweet boy.“I am fine, love.-”I stroked his hair and kissed it.“-Go and find your sisters while I get ready.”He hurried away and I was left alone in my room. I looked at the mirror one more time and noticed the tears in my eyes starting to fall. My mascara was slightly smudged and I hurriedly wiped my face and did a fresh application.My thoughts were weighed down by thoughts of my father. It was draining. I couldn't imagine how disappointed he was in me. Mom kept telling me that it wasn’t true
Clarissa's POV“Lorenzo, please wake up."I sat beside him as he lay on the living room couch with his head on my lap. His forehead was covered in sweat and his eyes were blank and white.My heart was racing. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to give him CPR, but I didn't know if what he had was infectious.I couldn't count the number of times I had placed my head on his chest to make sure that his heart was still beating. His breath was faint, and his skin was clammy and cold.I couldn't take this anymore. I should have called for help sooner and damned the fact that the entire pack probably hated us.My fingers shook as I grabbed my phone and began to dial the numbers.Suddenly, Lorenzo gasped and his eyes cleared up slowly. My fingers shook even more as I watched him silently take in the room.“Lorenzo," I whispered, terrified to the core.His eyes finally fell and focused on me. I held my breath.“Rissa?"He tried to sit up but I slowly eased his head back into my lap.“Don't try
Erica's POVThe meeting finally came to an end and I was grateful. I remained seated with my mother and we watched the counselors leave.Counselor Rufus gave me a death stare before he left the room. I turned to look at my mother and her face was impassive until we could no longer see his fake hair through the open door.“Good riddance!" she exclaimed, and her face relaxed, and she smiled at me.I returned with a nervous grin though my fingers were knotting frantically on my lap.“It's going to be alright, Erica. I will not let the counselors treat you like trash. They are just a bunch of old fools that are stuck in the past. I believe that you will make a good Luna."Her words made my nervous smile fade.“You know that I won't be a good, Luna. You saw how they looked at me. Everyone is afraid of me. I can't even get through the hallway without a maid or guard seeing me and flinching.”I lowered my head and heard my mother sigh. Her fingers intertwined with mine, stopping my frantical
Clarissa's POVMy eyes watered as I chopped up the onions. I set the knife down and paced around the counter as the broth bubbled in the pot.As I stared at the boiling pot, a flash of Erica came into my mind. Her monstrous form and the death of her father. The purple hue on his skin was exactly the same as that on Lorenzo's arm.It just didn't make sense. I asked my assassin to kill Erica. Why didn't he do it? Was he a fraud?I had tried to contact him severally, but his phone rang, and there was no answer. Had I been duped?I gritted my teeth at the thought and turned my attention to the bubbling broth. It was time to put the vegetables.The onion went in first, and then the carrots and peppers.This was my first time in Lorenzo's home back at our pack. It was beautiful. Luxurious, nothing like my home back at the pack Erica was sent to.My watery eyes scanned the room and I exhaled. There had been so much drama in just a few days.A shiver ran down my spine. I didn't expect to see
Erica's POVI walked to the meeting hall and felt my breath being hitched in my throat. The maids, as they walked past me, gave me terrified greetings and hurried off in the other direction.It did nothing for my nerves. I could only imagine what the council was going to say.I soon reached the door that led to the hall and stood outside of it for a while. My heart was racing, and I was clutching it with my left hand as if it would do something to make it calm down.“Easy, Erica. Easy. This is just a meeting. Nothing more."I pushed the glossy black wooden door open and finally walked into the room. As soon as I was guided across the carpet to My spot beside my mother, I could feel all eyes on me.It was so hard to fight the urge to look over the room. A few of the counselors were whispering as I walked in, and above three were staring at me, their faces white with fear.I sat down next to my mother and the seven counselors stood in greeting. The man who sat at my left-hand side was f
Erica's POVI lay in bed quietly. The silence in the house was thick, but I could hear the whispers of the maids as they passed my room door.They were all scared and I couldn't blame them.I had asked my mother to watch the kids for me while I got some time to rest. This all felt extremely overwhelming for me.I felt strange being here. My father was gone, and it was like a big chunk of the pack house had been ripped off.I buried myself deeper into my covers, the comforter soaking up my silent tears as they rolled down my cheeks.“I miss you, Dad. I am so sorry that I failed you. I… I was just so weak and I didn't know what to do…”The tears choked my words and soon burst out but were muffled by the comforter.If only he was alive, he would probably know what to do. I wasn't even sure about how to get the Living Gem. Worst of all, I didn't even know what to do with it once I got it.A cold draft of wind blew through the window, chilled my fingers, and dried up my tears, leaving stre