Life had a peculiar way of astonishing me. The reality of my current situation was not something I’d ever dared to even dream about. Every now and then, I found the urge to pinch myself so I could affirm that what was happening was indeed real. Right now was one such moment. A moment so extraordinary that it hardly felt tangible.
As I stared at Marcus, his glassy eyes now filled with desperation and new found defeat, I realized that I had indeed ceased breathing. My mind had temporarily surrendered to a wave of shock, refusing to accept any revival to slip back into sanity. His words echoed in my brain incessantly, and with every repetition, I only grew more receptive to its meaning.
“What?” I’d finally mumbled, but that question was hardly posed for him. Instead, I was aiming to demand an answer f
I gulped as we submerged ourselves in our explosive chemistry. Within moments, I felt the chill in the air fan against my abdomen, as the coat of fabric protecting it was gently peeled away. As he pulled my shirt away from my head, my hair fell on my chest in curls and tangles, prompting him to examine the pattern they created on the canvas of my skin. I watched as his pupils dilated, his brown eyes now darkening at the view. A black lace bra was concealing my breasts, but its compression had only accentuated its appearance, jutting them out. In this position, they appeared fuller than they were, threatening to spill from the padded cups that held them.Marcus surely knew the feel of them against his palm, but he never had the chance to see them bare. I watched as his eyes now moved to capture mine, and they were brimming with raw desire.
After tormenting me for a few more minutes, I began to feel his fingers sliding down my waist. The traces he left behind felt ticklish, my abdominal muscles contracting instinctively. I left a groan as I felt him getting closer and closer to the sensitive area between my thighs, where he could unleash my pleasure. His fingers hovered over the button of my jeans when he demanded that I meet his eyes.“I have been waiting for this moment for so long.” He professed. “But I won’t take you unless you're completely on board.”Cupping his face between my palms, I pulled his head down so I could leave a peck on his lips. “I’m ready for you, Marcus. I want you.”His fingers dipped into my jeans, grazing my underwear. T
I sprang apart from him in surprise, widening my eyes. A groan left Marcus as an annoyed knit formed between his eyebrows.“Are you expecting someone?” I asked.“Yes.” he mumbled regretfully as he looked down on my naked upper body. Sighing, his guilty eyes met mine.“Shit.” I said, my eyes flying to my shredded bra and the shirt that lay crumpled beside it. “What do we do?”“Go to my bedroom and get dressed.” he said, “I’ll get the door.”Nodding, I quickly got up to my feet to grab my shirt. Hurriedly, I headed to his bedroom and clutched the fabric to my
I frowned at them in surprise, “What?”“It is necessary.” He justified, but that was not what surprised me.Suddenly, immense guilt consumed me and I felt like the most horrible person ever. Here he was seeking his friend’s help to find out who attacked me and I had just assumed she was just his new fling. The more reality sank into me, the worse I felt to have ever doubted his loyalty to me. The disappointed look he’d given me earlier when I made him aware of my suspicion seemed completely justified now.The more I got to know, the more I understood the magnitude of his feelings for me. Ever since he met me, he had been nothing but perfect. He never missed a chance to get me out of trouble. In his presence, I felt safe.
A thunderous look crossed Marcus’ face as he witnessed the scene unfolding before his eyes. The air around us had come to a haunting silence, my racing pulse being the only sound I could hear. The tension in the room was palpable and his menacing eyes found mine. It was only then that I realized that my entire body was shaking with fear, prepared to brace for the impact that never struck me. Instead, his sudden arrival was what took me aback. The murderous glare he was harboring for Benson spoke of a silent promise that only I seemed to comprehend. There was no bounds to his anger, and like a lion, he would not rest until he went for his prey. Right now, that was Benson, and he had little chance at escaping his doom. In front of me, Benson stood rooted in his place, surprised to find Marcus in my room. Seeming to have regained his sense, he pulled the belt away from me and let it fall
“Kiara?” I faintly heard Marcus’ voice in the background.At that moment, all I could hear was my own heart beat. It was hammering against my chest, causing it to heap up and down with my ragged breaths. I was so lost in my own thoughts that I hadn’t noticed when Marcus had come to stand before me. It wasn’t until he shook me strongly by my cheek that I jolted back to reality.I gasped for air as he cupped my cheeks, rubbing soothing circles on my cheek bones. I looked up at him with widened eyes.“Marcus.” I said, “What am I gonna do now?”His lips came to a thinned line below his nose as the bridge of it crinkled. “You won't do anything
Marcus’ POV“Why is it that whenever you visit me, it’s always about her.” Sherman gave me a suspicious smile from across his table.My face remained unchanged, a stoic expression fixed on it. “Somehow, Sherman, I always find her in distress caused by either the Alpha’s son or the Beta and his family.”Sherman frowned, “Had Leslie caused any trouble again? I’d already had a word with her just last week.”“Did you?”“Yes, as a matter of fact, I did.” He said defensively, offended at my suspicion.
I was immersed in deep thought when I heard a knock at my door.After the talk with Sherman, I walked back to my office to get some work done before leaving for class. However, his words kept running through my mind, preventing me from entertaining anything else. What did he mean when he said I ought to know about Kiara’s past? I was aware of the fact that I didn’t know everything about Kiara, and that there were things she was keeping from me. However, the opportunity simply hadn’t presented itself for me to question anything.Last week when I spent the night at her room could have been a great opportunity if not for the circumstances. Kiara looked eager to learn about me too, but I gathered that she was disturbed from everything that happened to her that day and that rest must be the only thing on prio