SCARLETTSurely we both knew that it wouldn't end with that earth shattering kiss. Desperate for more of him, I took the bold move by pressing down the window buttons so we’d be hidden from wondering eyes by the tinted frames. “We’re thinking the same thing, right?” Alex pulled away, biting his lower lip in the hottest way imaginable while panting heavily. I couldn't be happier that he was yet again audibly requesting consent, it made the pool between my thighs heat up in eagerness to accept his hardened length that was pressed against my ass. “Yeah, we are,” I nodded, already reaching for his shirt and peeling it over his head to reveal his beautiful body. He swallowed hard, returning the favour by lifting my dress to expose my ass before slightly lifting me off him to pull his pants past his knees and reward me with the sight of his cock with a tip glistening from pre-cum. From now eager and pumped with adrenaline we both were, I could tell that neither of us would last long.
SCARLETT I woke up feeling reborn, amazed by the bravery that had enveloped me just a week after the unfortunate blowout at the Vaughn mansion. I’d sworn that it would take me months to step foot back there, but today, I was determined to stop hiding from my problems and face them head on. I no longer cared for my mother’s validation, so as long as the men who were actually affected by what happened didn't resent me, I owed it to them to hash things once and for all. The earlier I straightened things out and returned to normalcy, the better. To that end, I dressed up and headed out to meet Blake where he was plating breakfast in the living room. “Morning baby, I made your favorite,” his handsome face lit up with the loveliest smile, eyes twinkling with adoration that made my heart melt. “Morning sweetheart,” I pressed a kiss to his cheek when I reached him, “Can we head home when we're done with breakfast?” I dropped the bomb before I could change my mind about it. He stared at
SCARLETTLogan, Logan, Logan.He was in my thoughts, in my dreams, in my way around the house, and recently, under my fucking skin. I didn't understand the obsessive pull I felt towards him even though I was actively trying to avoid him, it was infuriating to say the least.I knew I should quit his company so I’d see him less and curb the endless need to be near him, but I couldn't bring myself to for some reason.A weird part of me that I was yet to understand was convinced that I needed to keep working with him to protect him from the curse until he could find a permanent solution and I didn't fight it. I figured he deserved that as compensation for how often I’d rejected him since I learned he was my mate.Besides, I was currently seated in the backseat of his car with my headphones plugged in while he drove us to work so it was too late to back out. He spoke to me a couple of times but I just stared blankly at him through the car mirror instead of responding.By the time we got to
SCARLETTFinally, I found a first aid kit in a corner of Logan’s office and quickly got to cleaning his injuries with an ointment that would hasten his wolf’s regenerative process.He winced every now and then and I could swear that I felt an odd tingle each time, almost like I could feel his pain in the exact spots that caused him to wince. It felt like my brain was playing a trick on me so I decided to distract myself from his pain by satisfying my curiosity instead.“Who was that guy? And why did he attack you so brutally?” I asked, carefully applying ointment on his slightly swollen forehead.“Ashley’s older brother,” he revealed with a heaviness in his voice that matched the sadness in his eyes.I didn't even have to ask a follow up question before he continued speaking.“He’s always hated my guts as well as the fact that Ashley chose me as her partner at a pretty young age. Jonathan and his father betrothed her to a their pack’s beta’s son and they resented me for making her bre
LOGANDid I hear right? Or was this a vivid hallucination? “Come again for me? What did you just say?” I sounded way too pleased as I asked, barely able to contain my excitement. There was shock somewhere in the mix of all that joy, but it was the lesser emotion so it was easily overwhelmed by my glee. Scarlett obviously didn't share that emotion with me, instead, she looked freaked out by what she said and just froze to a spot with a wide-eyed look of utter shock and disbelief. I could easily tell what was going on in her head, not her exact thoughts but the several other emotions that were swirling through her mind. “N–no, you misheard,” she swallowed uncomfortably, getting up from where she was crouched beside me and starting to pace up and down the office.“I– I…. No, we ju— just, no,” she stuttered, running what I could easily guess were sweaty and anxiety ridden palms down her dress repeatedly. Was I such a horrible person that the thought of us being mates pushed her over
SCARLETTMom was introducing me to the 100th man in her life today and I wasn't even joking. If my memories were correct, then during the time I lived with Mom, she had changed men more than she had changed her hairstyle. It was something I had grown used to. It was shameful and painful to watch my mom go around from one wealthy and powerful male to another. She didn't care and there was no on or off switch about who she seduced, as long as their pockets were loaded. My cheeks stung as I remembered the slap and public embarrassment I'd suffered on high school prom day. It was from a friend because apparently, the man mom had gone on a month-long vacation with was her dad. And this was a friend who had confided in me that her happy family was falling apart because her dad cheating.It was the end of one of the most genuine friendships I've ever had. That night was also the last night I saw Mom. I couldn't handle her behavior anymore and I did that one thing I've always wanted to do.
SCARLETT Alpha Vaughn did the introductions. "This is Logan Vaughn, my first son, Alexander Vaughn, my second, and Blake Vaughn, my last son for now," then he threw a suggestive wink at my mom. But that was even the least of my concerns. I was too focused on Logan Vaughn, the man who ruined my life and turned everything upside down but he wasn't even looking at me. His eyes had met mine briefly when his father did the introductions but that was it, no flicker of recognition flashed in his cold eyes. It looked like he didn't recognize me. For the past two years, I've had to live in absolute misery because of what he did to me but it seemed like he didn't even recognize me. Of course, I wasn't the only one whose life he had ruined, I was just a number and nothing important. My anger multiplied but there was nothing I could do, I couldn't cause a scene, at least not now. The second son, Alexander, who looked like a carefully crafted perfect image and looked like something that
SCARLETT I woke up to the best news the next morning. I couldn't believe it, couldn't believe that my biggest dream had been handed over to me on a platter of gold like this. After I lost my business to Logan Vaughn, I had to do anything I could lay my hands on which included working part-time at a convenience store and a cafe and that meant that I had to give up on my dream of running a beauty business. At least for now. I just wanted to do anything that'd fetch me money to pay back my loans that wouldn't stop mounting. But that didn't stop me from searching for jobs that'd make me live out my dreams and I had almost given up because I couldn't get one. And now, a job offer as an assistant makeup artist at one of the biggest talent agencies was sitting right in my mail. I couldn't believe it. “For the love of God, Scarlett, why are you screaming?” Emma, my best friend and roommate screamed back at me. “Emma, you won't believe this, I... I...” I couldn't even get the wo