ALEXNot a bone on my body believed a thing she’d said.There was no way on earth she wasn’t acting all that out. I couldn’t make sense of why she’d be acting when it was just her mom she was speaking to, but I just knew that she was faking it.As long as I was concerned, Scarlett and her mom were two halves of a whole and they shared the same greedy views about marrying for money. But it was getting harder and harder to hold onto that perspective of mine when Scarlett had refused to marry Micheal just like the other day.Maybe she was gunning for a bigger fish than him that could keep her generations wealthy rather than a person that could only assure her of comfort and not an entire bloodline. That definitely made sense.Still, why has she been leading Micheal on by going on dates when she has no intention of marrying him? Why does she see the need to lie that she’s looking for love when she’s simply in search of deeper pockets while keeping her other options open?It was futile to
SCARLETTI’d just gotten off a call with my best friend and I was in high spirits after catching up on proper girl talk when I heard a knock on my door.At first I thought it was my mom and I was about to play dead, but when I didn’t pick up her scent, I let curiosity get the better of me.“Yeah? Come on in,” I called out cautiously, staring at the door like I had the ability to see through it.When a maid walked in, instant relief filled me that it wasn’t either of the Vaughn brothers.“Miss Ashley has requested your presence on the patio,” she informed me politely before leaving.While I didn’t know what to expect, Ashley was one of the few genuine people I knew so I tried not to overthink things. I threw on a jacket and made my way to the patio, only to be met with the Baugh brother I hated the most.Logan.Granted, Ashley was also present and she was clinging to his side, but the fact that the maid was only told to mention her name means that they baited me into coming here. The g
SCARLETTI’d known Logan didn't mean a word of his apology, but I hadn't expected him to fall out of character barely minutes after I’d left them.Yet, here I was mourning whatever would remain of my wrist when his tortuous grip eventually loosened.“I was just playing nice because Ashley was present, so, it goes without saying that I’m not sorry about a fucking thing, and you hadn't been such a whiny bitch, Blake wouldn’t have had reason to blow things out of proportion,” he looked at me like he’d hated me deeply even in his past lives.Honestly, I’m convinced I must've hated him twice as much. Every word that left his lips was vile and insensitive.“Well, you put on a horrible show out there because i wasn't fooled for a second,” I dared to talk back because the rage boiling within me didn't care about the consequences.I regretted that the second his grip on my wrist tightened and he leaned forward, flashing me his fangs while his breathing picked audibly.“None of that was meant f
SCARLETTI noticed a sore spot appear where the light had hit Logan’s skin and judging from the harsh hiss that left his lips, it had caused him some level of pain or discomfort.Everyone seemed to have noticed what happened and Micheal quickly directed the light away from him while his phone kept ringing.“I’m so sorry about that, Logan,” he apologized heartily as he hurriedly got to his feet, but Logan waves off the apology, “I have that on to signify important calls.”Micheal looked unconvinced that he’d been forgiven because of the frown that now covered Logan’s face.“Uh, excuse me please, I have to take this,” he swiped his answer button and pressed his phone to his ear while walking out of the dining room.As Micheal disappeared behind the curtains, my mind reverted back to Logan and I realized that the sore spot I’d seen earlier resembled a mild sun burn and I couldn’t help but wonder if the light contained UV days to have affected him that way.However, I didn’t dwell on it m
SCARLETTLunch was over soon and mom had to leave for a meeting with other alpha’s wives, as soon as she left, I felt like I could breathe freely and I didn’t feel forced to interact with Micheal.In fact, I’d willingly gotten him to walk me to the patio because I needed to get away from Alex and his torturous tricks. We’d eventually taken our seats and he started to tell me about the most horrible date he’d ever been on.“The dating pool might be hell, but Tinder is the devil’s throne in that hell,” he lamented while I laughed my ass off.“I can’t believe she stole your wallet and car keys when you went to the restroom, it’s killing me to think that she’d been waiting for that moment the entire night,” I held my stomach and practically howled my amusement.Micheal was trying his hardest not to laugh at his predicament but the more I laughed, the harder it was for him. I didn’t need anyone to tell me that I had a contagious laughter, his struggle was proof.“Look, you should be pattin
SCARLETTWhen I could literally smell Micheal’s presence, alarms went blaring off in my head.Quickly, I tried to pull my dress down and pry my way out of Alex’s arms but he didn’t let me move an inch away from him despite the danger at hand. I could imagine how humiliating it would be to be caught with his cock buried inside me and that made me try to fight him off even more.“Stay put,” he whispered in my ear and grabbed me more firmly so I couldn’t move a muscle.Then, he shut his eyes tightly and I literally felt the scent of our arousals clear out and a fresher air cloaked the entire restroom. It was right on time too and it’d slightly put my mind at ease as Micheal opened the main restroom entrance.Easily, Micheal found the stall I was in and knocked, “Scarlett, are you in there?”Alex nodded as if in encouragement for me to go ahead and respond. I was overly conscious of his dick buried inside me so I swallowed quietly and answered.“Y-yes,” my voice was strained and throaty b
MICHEALIdiots, that’s what they all are.They must’ve really thought that they’d fooled me, that I was no different from a headless corpse to have been convinced by their silly little act.It was beyond me that they’d assume I didn’t realize what was truly going on behind the door because the almighty Alex had used his ridiculous superpowers to turn off the scent of their arousal. Even a blockheaded idiot would’ve been able to tell from her voice that she was being plowed like a whore.I’d suspected that something of that sort was going on and that’s why I headed to the restroom to confirm my suspicions. And they hadn’t disappointed, because I was never wrong. Never.During lunch, I’d caught whiff of some nasty foul play when Alex placed a hand on her thigh while her obnoxious bitch of a mother was harrowing me about our nonexistent relationship. Scarlett’s gasp when he first touched her had alerted me of what was going on.Then, I’d subtly observed Alex’s hands only to realize that
ALEXFor days, one scene had been on replay in my head.The one of Scarlett slapping me across my face right after we’d just had risky exhilarating sex and come undone in each other's grasp. Despite her harsh warning, I was didn't pick offense from being slapped, if anything, I thought it was hot.No woman had ever slapped me, talk less of doing so after sex, so it was truly intriguing to say the least. I knew I should've been angered by her audacity, but I wasn't the least bit upset.Each time I thought of it, an amused smile spread across my lips and I felt obligated to turn things around by fucking that defiance out of her. Unfortunately, in a week, I hadn't gotten the chance to do so because Scarlett had enforced some pretty stiff boundaries.Before her reprimand to “stay the fuck away” from her, she used to leave her door unlocked at night and I was so obsessed with fucking her that I made sure to go to her every night. Now? She’d grown horns and gotten a special lock for her roo