Dinner was more fun than I imagined. Hank and I walked out holding hands like a real couple. Under different circumstances, I would agree to another date with him. But for now, I decided we would be just friends.
We stopped beside a red Benz. “That’s my ride,” he said.
“Cool.”
“Can you drive?” he asked.
“Not to save a life, and that includes mine.”
Laughter tumbled out of his lips. A shiver raked down my spine when his hand dropped to my back. He was in my space, but I didn’t feel threatened. His head lowered, maybe for a kiss, but he smiled.
“Do you mind me dropping you off?”
“No. Not at all. My mom and sister will stop by the house, so it’s best you know where you’ll visit now. And we are friends, right?”
“Yeah.” Hank’s hand disappeared into his hair, and his cheeks flushed as h
I didn’t wait until Monday to unblock Waylen, but he didn’t call or text me, neither did he show up at my house like a ghost. It might have been because I never left the house throughout the weekend, canceling even the spa appointment with Becca and Fumi, but I wasn’t interested in finding out the real reason he never visited to scare me again. When I got to the office, he was there. I wasn’t late, but it felt like I owed him an explanation for letting the boss come before me.We glared at each other through the glass wall. I did most of the glaring. His devious lips curved up in a smirk and to my utter dismay, my body recalled the way the knife slid through my cunt. Maybe I did like the thrill. In another scenario, it might have been something worth trying out. I couldn’t look away from him, even as the feeling that I led him on continued to swell inside me.If I had listened to him, none of that would have happened. And I couldn’t
On Tuesday morning, I had ten missed calls from Waylen. The fool didn’t drive me home yesterday because he was too busy throat fucking that whore. He would have known I didn’t go home if he had. That I went straight to a hotel and from there, went to my mother’s house. I didn’t want him on my trail; something told me he was watching me. How could he claim control over the life of someone he didn’t care about? I tossed the phone when it rang for the third time. Waylen’s name was on my screen. I didn’t pick up. Soon, he would take the hint that I was done working for him. But I needed the money. I would also have to find a job that paid as well as Parker Agency did to cover the bills from caring for my mom and sister. Ugh. Why did his father have to die? Now would be a good time to go on that spa date, but I wasn’t ready to inform my best friends that I quit and desperately needed another job. Besides, I didn’t want to listen to one more thing about Becca’s wedding. I buried my fa
Chills ran down my spine, and my back straightened. No, please. The devil in human form undid the button on his jacket and slid in beside me. His arm went around my shoulders, and he drew me in for a kiss on my cheek.“Babe, you didn’t tell me you were here.”Lyn braced her forearms on the table. “Is this Waylen?” she asked. Without waiting for my reply, she turned to him. “Are you Waylen?”“Yeah.”“You are my sister’s boss,” she added.Yeah, ground, please open up and swallow me.Waylen laughed. “Yeah. How do you know?”“Beth told me.”“She did?” Lynn nodded. Mom was still stunned. Yes, he was handsome but evil. Get over it. They were both enthralled by him, and I didn’t like how that made me feel. Waylen’s conceited grin wasn’t helping. “I’m surpris
On Wednesday morning, I missed calls from Joe. By the end of the day, I had more calls and texts from Waylen. Joe’s calls went unanswered, and his texts ignored. Joe was still my friend, but I knew better than to pick up. It could get him into trouble with Waylen. Plus, he might have been calling because of Waylen. I wouldn’t let him use my friend to get to me. He was sorely mistaken if he thought a fuck could earn my forgiveness. That was all it was. A fuck.But the fear of moving around still stayed with me. Waylen has a meeting today that should last the whole day. That was the only reason I dared to drop by the house. I also convinced the girls to book the spa appointment for today. Another reason I was home. The first time this week since I left on Monday.Becca buzzed me to be sure I wasn’t canceling again like I did last time. A faint smile lifted my lips, but the guilt wiped it off. I replied with a promise to be there in a few min
I didn’t stop moving until I was locked in the bathroom. I couldn’t make the same mistake twice. The door jiggled moments later. I placed a hand on my chest, afraid my heart would jump out. My back dug into the sink, and my free hand gripped the porcelain.“I know you are in there, Beth.” Mouth sealed, I said nothing. “Please, Beth. Come on.”There was no way to tell how much time had passed since the jiggling stopped or Waylen left. My phone was in my purse, so the girls wouldn’t have been able to contact me. I had to go before they got worried. I exited the bathroom. The hall was empty. There was a corner leading to the interior, and I had a feeling he was waiting for me there. I looked behind once, scared to leave my sanctuary.On getting close, voices caught my ears—two distinct voices. One of them was familiar.“She’s my assistant.”That was Waylen.“You fuck
WAYLENIt was only a matter of minutes until I wore the carpet thin with my pacing. I was losing control.“When last did you see her?” Rey asked.Today was Sunday, twelve days since she promised to return to work. She lied to me. The full moon would be out tonight, and Goddess help me because chains might not be enough to keep Len. He needed Beth.“Last week Tuesday.”That chance encounter at the restaurant didn’t count. Besides, we never spoke. I was holding onto her promise. She told me she would be at work the next day but didn’t show up. All my texts have gone unanswered. The camera I left in her house showed she had visited only once and fled after receiving my package.If she was with that Hank guy, I would—“Maybe you should try a different tactic.”“No.” I shook my head. I stopped pacing and dropped to a chair behind
WAYLENI was still here when Beth got out of the bathroom. We both knew I wouldn’t be gone. She stood in front of her closet with only a white towel wrapped around her chest. Her hair was up in a knot, and the only coherent thought in my head was: let it down. I watched the water roll down the nape of her neck and disappear into the towel. She was too far.“Beth.”“What do you want this time?” she asked. She wasn’t facing me, but her anger was unmistakable.I couldn’t stand from the bed, so I sat at the edge. Beth turned. Her annoyance seemed to have grown within the few minutes she was in the bathroom.“What if I said I came for a kiss?”She pointed at the tent in my shorts. “With that erection?”“Fine. Sex. I want to fuck.”She crossed her arms on her chest. “Then what?”“I’ll give you anyth
Waylen was gone before I woke up. Though his absence saved both of us from the awkwardness that might have ensued, staring at the spot he laid twisted something strange in my chest.It was past 6, and the bed was still warm. That meant it hadn’t been long since he left. He could have informed me before leaving, but Mr. Jack Parker had a higher chance at resurrection than Waylen had at doing the right thing. I rolled off the bed, the stickiness between my legs slowing my steps. I felt strangely full.Last night was bizarre in a good way. We didn’t necessarily have sex, but his dick filled me up so well that I couldn’t separate even when I wanted to. I was stuck.But I liked it.I placed a hand over my abdomen and grinned stupidly. I had felt Waylen up here. Yeah, last night was odd. But what was even more weird was that I wanted a repeat. And our one-day-per-week arrangement was something I was looking forward to.
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The door shut after Malik, and I switched off the lights. Sleeping was futile. I tossed and turned until I fell into a fitful sleep. The following day, I was still cranky. I splashed water on my face and made my way into his room. He was seated on the bed. But I ignored him as I walked past to the bathroom to get the spare toothbrush. I finished brushing and returned to meet him in that same position. He looked exhausted. What was I even doing here in his room? I had a toothbrush in the guest room. I was supposed to be ignoring my mate, but worry gnawed at my chest. Folding my arms on my chest, I tapped my foot on the floor, and he slowly lifted his head to meet my gaze. Sad, gray eyes connected with mine. My insides tingled, but I scowled. “Are you okay?” I almost barked. “No.” His reply floored me. The softness of his voice made my arms drop to my sides. Did he transition at night? Except from the tiredness in his eyes, he looked okay. “C
No, no, no. This was not my Malik, even if they looked alike and my body liked him. One, he was acting weird and more aggressive. His eyes constantly flicked between green and gray like he was contesting with his wolf. My thighs throbbed, not only from being in his presence but because they had been forced open while his fingers assaulted my pussy. I needed him so badly that as he ignored my plea to stop and continued thrusting into my wetness, part of me wanted him to keep going until my orgasm. But I also needed to put my foot down. If I could punish Waylen, I could punish Malik too. “Malik,” I called out, my voice louder. My body reacted in all the ways it should, and he continued to use that to his advantage. “What?” he barked, an unusual chill in his voice. He retracted his fingers to suck them clean. His eyes were different colors. One gray, one green. I didn’t know who was in charge. “Wolf got your tongue? Can’t talk anymore?
MALIKThe weekend passed, and we were still not on talking terms. Elizabeth was back to the office. Except for passing vital information when necessary, she wouldn’t talk or look at me. I loved my mate, I needed her, but if she wasn’t sure how she felt about me anymore, maybe some space would be good for her. Staying in the guestroom hadn’t improved her mood. It was worse. I parked in the garage, and as usual, Elizabeth stepped out of the car without waiting for me to open her door. That didn’t bother me as much as knowing she would head into the guestroom and I wouldn’t see her until tomorrow morning. The council was a part of me. I had separated myself enough from them by refusing to be a part of the table. But I couldn’t cut ties with them. Not right now. Governor Kane raised me. I still reported to him. I followed after my mate without trying to make conversation. It was futile. Nothing I said would be good enough. After a quick shower, I turned
My head was reeling. I was baffled. He lied. Malik lied to me. I walked back to the guestroom door to be sure it was locked. God, I wanted to leave this place. But the only option was with Waylen. He would gloat. I fell back to the bed with a sob, my hands covering my face as I let it all out. Fumi could have died. What was the point? To endear himself to me? That was unlike him. Puffing out a breath, I kicked off my shoes and tucked myself in bed without changing out of my dress. I fell into a fitful sleep and woke up feeling even more awful. My eyes were bloodshot red. My mind and body were exhausted. I tried to forget the conversation from yesterday, but it rolled back in too slowly to be ignored. Slumping into the seat in front of the mirror, I patted my cheeks and forced a smile to my lips. Thinking that I still had to go to work today made me want to return to bed and cry myself to sleep again. I defended Malik against Waylen so many t
MALIKElizabeth and Waylen looked perfect with her seated on his lap. I was almost hesitant to call their attention to me, but it only took a few seconds for Waylen to notice me. My hand raised in a wave that never happened. There was something different about him, not anything callous but relaxing. I slipped onto the couch opposite them as Elizabeth smiled. I knew how to tackle angry Waylen, but this version was something else. Scary. “Malik,” Elizabeth said. I noticed his arm on her waist. Instead of creating any more awkwardness by having her come to hug or kiss me, I stretched out my hand to her, and she placed hers over it. I dropped a kiss on her knuckles, and she chuckled. She was happy, the happiest I had seen her in a while. I couldn’t say if Waylen saw it, but this was what I meant when I always said, her happiness depended on both of us. “Did you have any trouble locating the place?” “No. It was pretty easy, love.” Waylen was
WAYLENI thought my day was good when I received an early morning nude from Beth. But it had only gotten better. A sleeping Beth snuggled in my arms while I worked was better than a picture of her naked body. Her chest rose and fell with each breath. It hadn’t taken too long for her to fall asleep after her release. I kissed my mate’s hair, smiling as my fingers worked on the laptop. Kane didn’t have any more people to kill from my end. Beth was safe. Alice and Evelyn were also in safe hands. The only unresolved issue was my relationship with Malik. I agreed to the meeting for Beth’s sake. She had been so generous with those pictures, but above that was the exhaustion. I was tired of our constant fights. Kane hadn’t provided the evidence yet. But until he did, I could pretend to tolerate Malik. A whimper from my mate made my fingers halt. Beth stirred but didn’t make any other move. I finished typing out the letter and closed the file. We needed replac
Today was a good day to reach out to Waylen again. I had learned that a nude was the fastest way to get a reply from him, so I went into the bathroom to get two pictures of me before texting him. Malik had left for work already. I would join him later. If I got Waylen to meet me, then Malik would be joining us at the venue. The time for games was over. They needed to talk so we could find a permanent solution to the council and prevent another painful rut for Malik. I also wanted my freedom and independence, that of my sister and mom too. They couldn’t go anywhere without someone watching. It was an exhausting life for all of us involved. Waylen hadn’t replied yet. The message hadn’t been read, so I figured he was busy. I smeared my lipstick with my index finger, covering every inch of my lips with red. My dress was knee-length and easily accessible. Hopefully, I could get a real dick today. If not Malik’s, then Waylen’s. My phone rang as I finished with my m
WAYLENThe lines on the paper blurred the longer I stared. I tapped the tip of my pen to the sheet, creating a bigger dot on the same spot. Firing Beth or having her quit had to be at the top of the most stupid things I had done in my life. I yanked my tie, loosening it as I kicked my legs out. I hadn’t gotten a new assistant and probably wouldn’t until she returned to work. I rechecked my phone to see if she had sent another picture of her boobs. When she sent that one on Friday, I had gone into the nearest bathroom to check for her. My forgiveness couldn’t be earned so quickly, but it didn’t mean I couldn’t have fun while at it. The only genuine apology she owed me was for always throwing Malik in my face, putting me second when I should be first. I was her first mate, the one who decided how things would go with her and Malik. Thoughts of Beth took a backseat as I stared at my desk. I bunched the paper and tossed it in the trash can by the door. My finger