APRILMother’s preferred French brand of white wine finally caught my eye. However, I didn’t even get to lift it from its spot on the shelf before I startled out of my mind from the sound of the door shutting and being bolted. When I turned around and saw Xander with a smirk that made it obvious he was up to no good, I rolled my eyes in annoyance. He always picked the worst times to initiate sex. There’s never been a time when he cornered me that he didn’t want sex. I could see it written all over him as those dangerously stunning blue eyes worked over my body lustfully. I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me that he was undressing me in that twisted head of his. “What the hell are you doing here?” I hissed at him, determined to make sure he didn’t get his way this time around. “Showing you what happens to errant stepsisters,” he answered in a punishing and cut edge tone but his gaze was elsewhere, drooling for what was beneath my shirt. His eyes snapped from my breasts to my ey
APRIL“You’re not going anywhere, sis,” he pinned me down and started to move inside me again, fucking me even harder than before. At this point, I had to believe that the walls in this house were perfectly sound proofed because nothing else could explain why we were louder than animals in heat and they still hadn’t suspected a thing. That didn’t mean it was a risk I enjoyed taking. Some part of me was till scared out of her mind even though I was delirious with pleasure. “We need to stop,” I pleaded with him again. He chuckled, grabbing my neck and snapping it to look straight ahead. “Because of her?”I felt my breath catch in my throat and my eyes bulged out in horror when I saw my mother standing right in front of us, smacking her lips in the mirror that was resting against the window and checking her lipstick out. “She’s eight there,” I whispered my plea while fighting yet another moan. Xander clearly didn’t give a fuck about getting caught because he refused to relent. His
APRILBlinded by anger, I hadn’t thought before slapping him right across the face. His initial reaction was shock, his lips parted slightly and his eyes bulged out as he realized what I’d done, but I was too pissed at how foolishly he’d just behaved to feel any sort of regret for slapping him.Seconds later, the shock faded into thin air and his eyes turned into angry slits. The next thing I knew, he was grabbing my neck and choking me against the wall while my feet were slightly above the floor. He wasn’t wrapping his eyes tightly enough around my neck to hurt me, he was just making a clear distinction about who was the more powerful being between us in case I’d forgotten. “Despite that foolish decision you just made, I’m willing to be a gentleman for a night,” he smiled at me devilishly, still looking at my body like he was starving even though he’d devoured me whole mere minutes ago. “I won’t take out that lousy slap on you tonight,” he whispered lowly, still smiling and manag
APRILI almost gagged in disgust at the sheer display of stupidity. The men were banging the glass, some were licking it, most had their hands inside their trousers, some even had their dicks out in the dimly lit room and they were rubbing them so vigorously to the movement of my body. The twirl, shake, flatten, and twisting of my body as I became one with the pole. I closed my eyes firmly and tried to ignore them, tried to ignore the chant of Red, my nickname. It was utterly appalling and disgusting and I wouldn't be here if I didn't need the money.I couldn't even rush through my routine. I was the best stripper here. Those animals paid a lot to watch me strip for them and I have to satisfy them. I didn't finish too fast enough and when I finally did, I sprinted out of the box to the inner rooms while the groans and chants of Red trailed after me. I relaxed when I got to the hallway. I couldn't wait to get to my assigned room, shower, and sc
APRILI was doomed! Xaden was going to expose my secret. He must have trailed me to find this out. I was screwed. I grabbed my mask and held onto it tightly. My face still wasn't exposed so maybe I could wriggle my way out of this. "I don't know what you're talking about," I lied and turned back to leave. He grabbed me by my ponytail and yanked my head backward with so much force a startled scream left my mouth and the mask fell off my face. "Red, hunnn?" He mussed darkly, "That's what they call the almighty April Lawson. Such a befitting name, for your red hair and your untamed mouth.""Xaden, please," I begged shamelessly. In school, I never beg for anything. I was the most important and most feared student there but this was a matter of life and death and I was going to die if Xaden should expose me. "So you can beg," the hatred in his voice was unbridled. He let go of my hair; more like he tossed me away and it took a miracle for me n
APRILThe self loathing blossomed in full force when I got back to the hostel. Before I left the strip club, I had scrubbed myself over and over again in the bathroom and I didn't leave until I was squeaky clean.When I got back to the hostel, I scrubbed myself again. And again. And again. It wasn't enough. TThe minute I feel clean and I return to the room, memories from how he had dominated me would attack me again, the way his hand had messed up my boobs, the way his cock has plundered my mouth, the way he had spilled his seed over my skin. Then, I'd return to the bathroom to scrub myself again. It was the third day and I was still doing that. "You know I've been observing you since you got back from the library three nights ago," Natalie, my roommate and best friend pointed out when I emerged from the bathroom after another massive scrubbing. Natalie was an omega, a werewolf of the lowest status. The only people they were bigger than were
APRIL"Your life or an orgasm?"The words made my body shudder. And it wasn't in a bad way. There was a kind of anticipation building in me and manifesting in the little jolts in my pussy and the liquid that was dampening my panties. I swallowed."You're taking a lot of time to save your life," he commented, his voice sounding business-like as usual, "that's quite funny seeing how the car is full of the smell of your arousal."My eyes widened in shock. I had completely forgotten that they could smell things like this; to know that a part of me wanted this. "You won't like it if I have to repeat myself.""Why are you doing this?" I asked, forcing the might of April Lawson into my voice. I was The April Lawson, the most popular and most revered student in Enigma College. The first human to amass that kind of power in a school ruled by werewolves. I wasn't going to allow a spoilt brat like Xaden to treat me like this. Despite the mixed signals my body was giving me. "I know you're ho
APRIL The last wave of my orgasm washed over me with a shudder and silence filled the car. Seconds later, I found myself drowning in shame as it dawned on me that I’d just let Xander toy with me yet again, and just like the last time, I’d enjoyed every bit of the filthy way he manhandled me.Worst of all, he was sickeningly quiet as he drove, not even sparing me a glance. It was almost like I didn’t exist after he’d had his way, commanding and humiliating me until I was a shameful mess. The thought of that surprisingly sent a tingly to my clit and I chastised myself for being so endlessly consumed with arousal around him and quickly pulled my panties back on and sat straighter.Once I got back to the sanctity of my hostel on campus, I’d scrub away the shame and forbidden desire coursing through my veins. That I was sure of. I sucked in a deep breath and looked out of the window, thankful that he’d at least kept to his word and adjusted the speed of the car in exchange for a humilia
APRILBlinded by anger, I hadn’t thought before slapping him right across the face. His initial reaction was shock, his lips parted slightly and his eyes bulged out as he realized what I’d done, but I was too pissed at how foolishly he’d just behaved to feel any sort of regret for slapping him.Seconds later, the shock faded into thin air and his eyes turned into angry slits. The next thing I knew, he was grabbing my neck and choking me against the wall while my feet were slightly above the floor. He wasn’t wrapping his eyes tightly enough around my neck to hurt me, he was just making a clear distinction about who was the more powerful being between us in case I’d forgotten. “Despite that foolish decision you just made, I’m willing to be a gentleman for a night,” he smiled at me devilishly, still looking at my body like he was starving even though he’d devoured me whole mere minutes ago. “I won’t take out that lousy slap on you tonight,” he whispered lowly, still smiling and manag
APRIL“You’re not going anywhere, sis,” he pinned me down and started to move inside me again, fucking me even harder than before. At this point, I had to believe that the walls in this house were perfectly sound proofed because nothing else could explain why we were louder than animals in heat and they still hadn’t suspected a thing. That didn’t mean it was a risk I enjoyed taking. Some part of me was till scared out of her mind even though I was delirious with pleasure. “We need to stop,” I pleaded with him again. He chuckled, grabbing my neck and snapping it to look straight ahead. “Because of her?”I felt my breath catch in my throat and my eyes bulged out in horror when I saw my mother standing right in front of us, smacking her lips in the mirror that was resting against the window and checking her lipstick out. “She’s eight there,” I whispered my plea while fighting yet another moan. Xander clearly didn’t give a fuck about getting caught because he refused to relent. His
APRILMother’s preferred French brand of white wine finally caught my eye. However, I didn’t even get to lift it from its spot on the shelf before I startled out of my mind from the sound of the door shutting and being bolted. When I turned around and saw Xander with a smirk that made it obvious he was up to no good, I rolled my eyes in annoyance. He always picked the worst times to initiate sex. There’s never been a time when he cornered me that he didn’t want sex. I could see it written all over him as those dangerously stunning blue eyes worked over my body lustfully. I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me that he was undressing me in that twisted head of his. “What the hell are you doing here?” I hissed at him, determined to make sure he didn’t get his way this time around. “Showing you what happens to errant stepsisters,” he answered in a punishing and cut edge tone but his gaze was elsewhere, drooling for what was beneath my shirt. His eyes snapped from my breasts to my ey
XANDER I emptied my wine glass down my throat as I thought of a suitable response that wouldn’t include me pointing out how much I was against being betrothed to a random girl and immediately having my head ripped off my neck by my father. But before I could figure out one, April’s mother spoke on my behalf. “Sweetheart, as much as I was being cordial during their visit, I think you should consider allowing him wait for his mate instead of being hurled into an arranged marriage,” she suggested and for the first time since I knew her, I agreed with her. Just like me, she was only being nice to the Mandels because they were my father’s guest and he’d expect nothing less, but I appreciated that she voiced out her true opinions on the matter because I wouldn’t have been able to do the same. My initial plan was to bore the hell out of them, make their daughter’s life a living hell, and never show up at the altar on the decided wedding day. “Waiting for a mate?” my father’s tone was s
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