"I also want four pairs of these Christian Louboutins and four assorted purses and handbags from Louis Vuitton. I want these perfumes from Chanel, and next time, bring me clothes more to my taste. Not pastel or blue; I hate the color blue," I scoffed. "Ma'am, blue is Zeus's favorite-" "I'm well aware of what he does and doesn't like," I interrupted, " I am marrying him after all." "Right away," the maid bowed her head and exited my room immediately. I have become increasingly cold over the past few weeks, but I couldn't care less. It was working to my advantage. Zeus also kept his promise: He hadn't let anyone besides Tanya come to visit, though it had been much longer than a week. "It seems that you're making all the staff hate you," a familiar, obnoxious male voice said behind me. "What are you doing here, Deacon?" I grumbled. Deacon looked completely different from the man I met. He was no longer a glasses-wearing, slicked-haired professor. His hair fell like Zeus's,
Zeus left without touching me. He seemed as if he wanted to devour me with his lust-filled gaze but left moments later. Later that night, I felt something I hadn't felt in a long time, horny. Tanya returned home, so having fun with her was out of the question. I didn't want Deacon or Eric. Zeus seemed to run every chance he got. All that was left was Dimitri. I was in the kitchen every day, hoping he would appear, but he hadn't. I had seen Eve a few times, and the urge to kill her grew stronger and stronger the closer I was to her. Today, I decided to explore the castle more. It was only fitting that I learned the house I'd be living in. Reign's room and a few studies are located on the third floor. The fourth is where Eve and Reign's room was, and the fifth is where Tanya's and Eric'ss rooms were. The seventh floor was Zeu's, which he never allowed anyone to enter; the sixth floor had two massive suites with no one in them. There were several other rooms on all the different flo
"Zeus," Dimitri cleared his throat, "Didn't expect you to show up so suddenly." "I went to Ivy's room, but she wasn't there. I was curious to find out when I found this instead," Zeus thunderously replied. Remember last time? Was that not punishment enough?!" Zeus shoved Dimitri back and seized my wrist, pulling me into him. "I'm moving into this room!" I hissed, "I'm not staying in the one on the second floor anymore!" "Why not? You have the entire second floor all to yourself!" Zeus exclaimed. "It reminds me of what a bitch your granddaughter did to me!" I shouted. Zeus's threatening expression softened as he released his hold on me, "Dimitri, leave." Dimitri looked as though he wanted to defy him, but one look from me made him realize that it was the best choice. With a slight nod to me, Dimitri left my new room. "You expect-" "I expect you to do as I ask!" I sneered, "Otherwise, I'll marry the brother that will!" Zeus froze in his tracks. His demeanor changed
Several more days later, she passed without seeing any of the men. It was as if they had all disappeared or deliberately avoided me, making my plan increasingly unachievable. Thankfully, Tanya was heading up today and staying for the weekend. I've been anxiously awaiting her arrival. Unfortunately, the ride can be unpredictable in winter. "What brings you out here at this time? It's about to snow," Reign commented. "Ahh!" I yelped, spilling the Sauvignon Blanc all over my thin red slip dress. "Sorry!" he said, removing a long black coat and wrapping it around me, "I didn't mean to startle you." "It's alright," I giggled, drinking more from the bottle. "Woah," he cautioned, gently easing it from my drunken grasp. "Are you okay?" "Why wouldn't I be?" I slurred, "Your grandfather is an asshole, your great uncle is garbage, and your father... You're father..." "My father?" he asked while sipping some of the wine. "Is the only decent one," I finished. "What about Eric?
"Hey, would you mind staying till closing? I need to check on my son to ensure he hasn't done something stupid," Tanya sighed as she sorted out the tips."That bad?" I glanced over my left shoulder as I pushed a beer toward the man before me."He's at that stage where he doesn't care to listen," she exhaled with frustration, "I can't be there to make sure he handles his school, let alone even stay in school once I drop him off in the morning.""You remember being fourteen. It's not going to be easy," I responded before turning my attention back to the man before me, "That'll be $5." He fumbled in his wallet before placing seven dollars on the bar top and walking away. Tanya snagged it while blowing me a kiss."If his father would help and show him how to be a man instead of an angry teenage boy, then maybe I could understand-" she hesitated and shook her head, "You know what, no. I can't understand even if I tried."I looked into her eyes. The dark brown, almost black iris nearly blen
"You never take anyone home," Eric stated, "Not even saying it as a joke, honey, you're still a virgin."Eric was one of my closest friends, whom I met back in middle school. We bonded over ditching class and getting drunk in empty parks. Sometimes, we sneaked into our homes while our parents were away at work and smoked their stash. Eric was tall and athletic, his copper skin with tattoos accentuating his muscles. His slanted eyes were beautifully angled, and his voice was soft and smooth, almost hypnotic. His thick, dark brown hair was slightly wavy and long enough to tuck behind his ears."Honey," I retorted, "Just because I don't take dick as you do doesn't mean I'm not open to it.""First off, I give it, not take it," he held up his right hand while counting off, "Second of all, if that were true, you would be with that tall, dark, and handsome man instead of me."I shook my head, and my mouth opened in a feeble attempt to respond, but only sounds came out. Eric mimicked me as he
I sat upright while running my fingers through my hair. Everything was swaying back and forth; I was still drunk, and it was already 2 in the afternoon. The morning sun beaming through my windows lit up my loft, causing tears. I tossed my red sheet aside before heading to the bathroom. Veering into the mirror, my hands turned the faucet on to cold. Splashing the cooling water on my hot face relieved the swaying in my head. How much did I drink last night? I went into the kitchen for some more alcohol to help me get through this hangover."Two bottles of Champagne? That's it?" I uttered to myself."Ugh!" I heard a groan behind me.Eric is lying on my couch in worse shape than me, "Want a mimosa?"He contemplated for a moment before looking at me and nodding his head."Good," I responded, "Now I feel better about drinking as soon as I awaken."I removed the orange juice from the fridge and seized a bottle of champagne. I came over to Eric with an outstretched arm, gesturing for help. My
"So, I was right after all?" Eric beamed."Maybe half right," I corrected. All we did was kiss, but it was intense and intoxicating.""I was still right about it," he argued, "You wouldn't have given it a try if I hadn't planted the thought in your head.""You know it passes right when you state you're right?" I retorted.He turned and narrowed in at me before shaking his head from side to side, "Bring me my drink and stop with that sassiness."I walked around the bar and handed him his Jack and Coke before slinking on the couch beside him, "How about you stop acting like a constant know-it-all?""When I'm wrong ever comes around, I will," he boasted."I am frustrated with you, though," I confessed before drinking my water.He sipped his drink, "Why? What did I do?""Took away my toy!" my voice grew louder, "Or did you forget?"He giggled, almost choking on his drink, "Someone finally knows what it feels like to be horny and frustrated."It was so annoying, and he was right to top it