APRILQuickly, I pulled my hand out from under my dress and felt heat creep to my cheeks in embarrassment.Xander’s smirk transformed into a grin as he started towards me, pulling out the remote control he’d used to taunt me on stage and hitting a button. The vibrator began to move inside me again and I let out a shocked moan as I gripped the chair near me to ground myself. “Did you enjoy being teased up there? Having your pussy played with while you pretended that all there is to you is an innocent nerd?” Ace was unbuttoning his shirt slowly as he mocked me, he seemed to enjoy doing that most. Somehow, he always knew how to find the perfect balance between dirty talk and degradation. I couldn’t resent him for his arrogant words since they turned me on. And the fact that Xander was still torturing me and making it harder and harder for me to breathe without moaning made his words stir my core.“And we can agree that that’s more than enough teasing for today, right?” I was hoping tha
ACEThe fucking Mahoney Charity ball that no one wanted to shut up about had finally arrived. My parents had talked my head off about how important it was to attend it and that’s the only reason why I was stepping out of a limousine in a black tux this very moment. I didn’t want to come because I knew Brooke would try to cling to me to make our sham of an engagement seem real, but thanks to my bully of a father, I was forced out of the house with countless threats to my life. Mom walked out of the limo after me, and then dad followed. The paparazzi hurried towards us and we all wore our usual fake smiles for the camera and my father refused any questions as usual before security paved a way for us into the charity ball. I was unlucky enough to be seated on the same table as my parents and since my dad would break my neck for smoking cigarettes, I couldn’t even do that to ease the tension clouding my mind. Each time someone of importance came to the table, I had to find it in me to
APRILAce might as well be my least favorite of the three Alpha heirs. Each time we had a run in, I was either left feeling angry, insulted, or drained of orgasms. Sometimes, it was all three and I couldn’t complain about the last bit. But it did nothing to mask how annoying he was. The most infuriating about him was his audacity and overgrown ego. There was nothing he couldn’t spew out of that mouth of his, and no matter how rude and insensitive it sounded, he always expected that his words would be met with instant obedience. Well, not today. Even though I knew how dire the consequences of disobeying him were, I still wasn’t moved to go and find him in the parking lot as he’d so rudely demanded. Instead, I went about my volunteering duties and pushed him to the back of my mind, deciding to be in denial about our entire exchange so that I could remain sane for the rest of the night. The ball finally came to an end and I decided to hang out with some of the other volunteers while
BROOKEThe silence in the living room was louder than the wolves howling outside. Mother was stewing where she sat, reading through a Gucci catalogue and swiping every page like she had a grudge against them. But we both knew her anger wasn’t with the catalogue in her hand, she was too obsessed with luxury items to be pissed of by them. In fact, I think she was looking at them in a bid to calm her nerves but it clearly wasn’t working. After what we’d both witnessed at the Mahoney Charity Ball yesterday, there’s no way she could be calmed unless she found a more appropriate vessel to channel of her anger to. And from experience, that was always me. I was always the bin for all her hideous emotions, whether I was the cause of it or not. It’s like she birthed me to be a dumping ground for all her bullshit. Last night, she had high hopes that Ace and I would take a picture on the red carpet that would blow up on all newspapers and magazines in circulation, but neither of us were able
NICKI might as well be going crazy with the amount of time I dedicated to thinking about April Lawson. It wasn’t planned but these days, I find myself constantly thinking about her.About her being, her face, her smile, her laughter, her voice, her lips that looked like they should always be wrapped around my cock, her mouth that felt like it should always be moaning my name while I drive her body crazy with pleasure.I haven’t been able to get our last personal encounter out of my head. When I blindfolded her and ate her out to my heart’s content. It was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever done and it was something I wanted to do over and over again.I’ve never been able to get that single encounter out of my head and each time I think about it, I always end up with a boner. A boner that I always take care of while thinking of all the nasty ways I’d like to claim her over and over again. I was spotting a boner but I couldn’t take care of her because I was in public.Watching April f
NICKApril’s question brought me back to my senses in seconds. That’s when I realized that she wasn’t meant to see me, that I should’ve never jumped out of my car or shown myself. I wasn’t thinking when I approached her because that bastard pissed me the fuck off, and now I had to find a way out of this mess without her swing me as some sick creeper. “I was just in the area running an errand,” I lied, hoping it was convincing enough to get her off my back. But judging from the way she was looking at me, it was clear that she didn’t buy a word of what I said. “That’s not true and we both know it. This isn’t an area you have any business being in, and if we’re being sincere, you almost never have to handle any errands because you have an endless line of workers that handle it,” she dissected my lie immediately and left me speechless. I weighed my options quickly. It was either I tell her the truth and risk her getting pissed at me and seeing me as a weird stalker, or I could lie a
APRILI checked out myself one last time in the mirror before grabbing my purse and heading out of my dorm room.Nick texted me that he was in the parking lot about a minute ago, and for the first time, I wasn’t bothered about what people would say when they saw me getting into his car. When we were making plans about when we’d meet up today, he suggested picking me up behind the dorms which would be more discreet just so I’d be comfortable, but I refused that idea. It was starting to seem like Nick’s presence in my life wouldn’t be fleeting or inconsequential as I’d thought, so it was best that I got used to being seen with him now because we couldn’t possibly continue to cower and hide from preying eyes for the entirety of our friendship. Speaking of friendship, I wasn’t sure if we were going on this date as friends or something else. But I was sure to find out soon, depending on the nature of the date. “Over here, gorgeous,” he hopped out of the driver’s seat once I got to the p
APRILEverything around me stopped as the cake was placed right before me. It felt unreal. As simple as the gesture was, it gave my inner child a million hugs and had her keeping for joy within me. I blinked repeatedly, willing myself to find a worthy reaction to the cake before me. It was so beautiful and coated in my favorite color; red, while the inscription was in gold. It looked like something fit for a queen and nothing less, and it had my heart soaring like crazy. In the background, I could faintly pick up the fact that the staffs were singing ‘Happy Birthday’ to me, but all I could focus on was the cake staring back at me. My reaction of being completely floored might’ve seemed over the top for any one watching, but if they realized that I hadn’t celebrated my birthday in years, they’d understand that it was completely justified. Ever since my father’s death, I hadn’t celebrated a single birthday. My mom paid no attention to me whenever I reminded her about my birthday a
XANDERHow long would it take for me to bleed out and die if I stabbed myself in the eye? I wondered. For the next couple of minutes that followed, I felt like I was constantly thinking of all the fastest ways to end my life so I didn’t have to tolerate this mind numbingly boring conversation between my father and his unwanted guests. The worst part of it all was that I couldn’t simply zone out of the conversation because I was required to be present enough to answer whatever questions were thrown my way. It was either I engaged in the conversation as little as I could or I risked incurring my father’s wrath once they left the dinner table. And trust me, a boring conversation that made me want to take my life was much better than being on the receiving end of my supposedly calm father’s wrath. “You’re a business major, right? I’ve heard wonderful things about the business program in Enigma college, it’s by far the best in the country,” Luna Mendel was speaking to me and I was tryi
XANDER I nearly threw my monitor across the room as the pictures flooded in. My Private Investigator, Shane, was doing his job a little too well, uncovering things that left me wishing for death with how furious and jealous they made me. The last few days, he has only been able to send me pictures of April going about her normal activities, from being an insufferable nerd in the library, her silly volunteering gigs, and her stuck up student board meetings. After getting boring pictures for a couple of days, I assumed that her and Nick’s closeness was in the dumps after that little stunt of mine, but judging from the pictures now displayed on my system, they were back and closer than ever. The first one was of them in his car that was parked in a deserted street corner, kissing like they were each other’s better half. There’s something about it that seemed different and unsettling, and I hated it. The pictures that followed were of them holding hands and walking into his house lik
APRIL When I woke up the next morning, I was surprised to find myself in bed because I recalled us falling asleep on the living room couch. It was sweet of him to have carried me into the room so gently that he didn’t disturb my sleep. “Nick?” I called out softly as I yawned, only to look around and see that he wasn’t in bed but there was a surprise waiting for me where he should’ve been. In his place, there was a tray of delicious smelling breakfast on a tray. It was stacked with chocolate pancakes, sausages, scrambled eggs, strawberries, and a jug of coffee. I sat up in bed, my eyes watering up again at the sweet gesture. No one had ever been this intentional and kind to me, I wasn’t sure how to react to being treated with so much care and adoration. If he was any sweeter to me, I’d probably become diabetic at this point. “Hey, sweetheart, you're up,” Nick walked into the room with two mugs, smiling at me like I was the most pleasing sight in existence. “Thank you so much for
APRIL Everything still felt like a dream. From Nick’s confession, to how he’d reassured me, and then the way he’d swept me off my feet with that heart melting kiss we shared. All of it felt too good to be real, so much that I’d kept pinching myself secretly while we headed to his apartment, and since none of the punches made me jump from sleep, I had to accept that it was all real.When we finally arrived at his house, he suggested cooking me a meal and I insisted on helping. After refusing my help a few times, I kept badgering him until he finally gave in and accepted it. He had a recipe book that was his mom’s and he said that he’d memorized all the recipes since he was a teenager but he liked having it nearby while he cooked because it just made him feel closer to her. I found that heartwarming and adorable and it somehow made the process of cooking more enjoyable. We laughed heartily, fed each other tasting samples, talked about our food fails over the years and even danced to
APRIL I was completely floored by his confession. While I’d boldly pointed out that he didn’t like me, I wasn’t expecting him to counter it by confessing that he did. I’d just thought he would apologize for how he reacted when Xander threw the question at him and nothing more. From the way he’s been treating me of late, I guessed that he liked me better than his other friends, but I hadn’t expected him to confess to it this way. I felt so flustered by his words that I decided to wave it off as a joke instead of responding in an emotional way. “Of course you like every bit of me, I’m adorable,” I wiggled my brows and chuckled lightly, hoping to steer him off the topic that way. “That’s right. But I hope you know I’m serious as a heartbeat about my feelings for you. It’s way too stressful to remain in denial about them, especially when they seem to multiply by the day and you’re on my mind every second of the day,” he went into a more in-depth confession that completely swept me of
APRILI’ve never wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole as I did right now. It felt like the gods would jump down from the clouds and strike me dead if I dared to reject Brooke’s pleas to join her for lunch, because I was clearly the cause of her distress. But the guilt, shame and discomfort I felt from being around her was the worst kind of torture, that’s why I kept wishing for a quick end to my life whenever she was near. Brooke was such a sweetheart and I felt horrible that I was one of the major causes of her heart ache. If I could end what I had with Ace easily, I would’ve done so since the first night I saw her crying after their argument, but knowing him, he’d have my secrets circling the entire school the second I tried to back out of the contract and I couldn’t afford to have that happen. When she asked me if I knew anything about the volunteer she’d seen him leave with on that night, I nearly shriveled up on the spot with the shock that slammed into me. I kne
BROOKEMy life was worse than hell, all the seven circles combined couldn’t compare to how horrible it was. And Ace was the bastard repeatedly lighting the match. A perfect example was last night when he showed up to a family dinner reeking of sex. He clearly smelt like another female and there’s no one at the table who didn’t pick up on it. Everyone acted like they were ignoring it, but from the subtle disgusted glares my mother kept shooting my way when no one was looking, I knew she would rain hell on me once we got home. I’d thought Ace was sensible enough to act better around our families, but he clearly didn’t have a shred of respect for anyone on the face of the earth. He could’ve saved me so much trouble by simply cleaning up better before dinner, but he’d much rather be an insufferable asshole by not doing so. After dinner, my mother rained me with derogatory comments and insults as usual before sending me into a den for another group of wrinkled old Alphas to do with me
XANDER The way her eyes narrowed into slits told me that she was about to protest, and I weirdly found her stubbornness attractive for some reason. Maybe I needed professional help at this point. “Let me fucking go. I mea—”On instinct, I used her wrist to pull her into my arms and crashed my lips against hers to shut her up. She used her free hand to push my chest, but I didn’t let her go, I just pressed my lips harder against hers, swiping my tongue out every few seconds to seek entrance. April groaned against my lips, now fisting a portion of my shirt and pulling on it to get me away from her, but I still didn’t budge. I couldn’t bring myself to stop kissing her even though I knew that I should before her protests worsened. When her stubborn refusal got a tad annoying, I grabbed both of her wrists in one of mine and pinned them behind her back, before wrapping my other palm around the base of her neck to keep our lip’s connected because I couldn’t bear for them to be apart. M
XANDERAs soon as we were done wrecking April’s tight holes, Ace had to leave for a dinner date with his family and Brooke’s. April washed up and changed into my clothes a while ago, and now she was scrolling through channel after channel on the TV while barely paying any attention to me. That allowed me to watch her to heart’s content, and it was so enjoyable because I realized sometime ago that I really liked seeing her in my clothes. The way my basketball jersey fit loosely around her slender frame, the enticing way that her perky boobs lifted the front of the jersey, how her small adorable feet stuck out of my joggers as she swung them absentmindedly, and the knowledge that she smelt like me whenever she had my clothes on. All of that flooded me with a level of satisfaction that should be Illegal. The most disturbing part of it was that this wasn’t the first time, I’d realized how much I enjoyed watching her move around in my clothes a while back, and I’d been ignoring it, but