All Chapters of Prince Alpha's Rejected Maid: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Maybe he’d finally squish her under his feet. It would be better, anything would be better than this. Because she loved him. “What’s worse is you are so deep in your own troubles you don’t see the world around you. Especially when you are home-sick. Always searching for it like a nomad. Vanessa, people can’t be your home. It goes to say how ridiculous your aspiration is because you fell for the first person who shoved some attention and care your way. First-person that sees you for who you are, and you become desperate enough to give him your all.”He was having an out-of-body experience when he said that but she brought him back. “Stop. Oh! God. Stop. Speaking.” The cry wrenched from her lips so loud that someone at the door flinched. The loud quiet leaked into her bones like poison, she saw his eyes fix on the door only to turn around and find Nora Desmond.Nora Desmond with her manicured nails clutching the champagne bottle as if it might jostle out of her arms. She had heard.

The voices didn’t make sense. They never did. She felt like a child standing in a whispering room. Like everyone before her had come here to confess something, only they were trapped in here and she could hear them. She could talk back to them but they wouldn’t listen. Vanessa’s mouth tasted coppery, it took a breath or two to realize it was blood. And before the panic could set in, she also somehow knew it wasn’t her blood. When she scraped her tongue with the upper row of teeth expecting to see red, all she saw was her own saliva. Still groggy from sleep, she couldn’t shake the feeling that it had been real. Very real. And for the first time, she can’t recall her nightmare or pseudo-dreams as she labeled them a while ago with Noah, because when he had cuddled her close twice at night, both the times he had confirmed how the air changed around her when she slept. The physical presence might be non-tangible but to a wolf-like his, it’d be no easy feat to fool. So whatever or whoever

Ian caught on to whatever was happening and had left them alone. Neither spoke for a while, two people sitting in different corners unable to judge the distance or what it had done to them. But only one was angry, and it wasn’t Noah. “I work here.” The dejected whisper came from her stomach. Vanessa was not sure where this was going. The anger belted down, she thought he wanted her to be away for a day or two. But why would he care? “You are running away again.” His idle observation stuck a nerve, which is what he really wanted to do. He could feel her absolving into herself. And angry Vanessa was better than the one who second-guessed herself every step of the way. He could withstand anger, not broken pieces she’d have to collect when this was all over. Utterly selfish of him to make this about himself, but that’s all he had ever known until she came along. The nails dug in her palm. She could belch and ruin the mahogany table. That’d be a sight for the sore eyes. Like adding humi

There was only one child, the youngest roaming the hall these days and someone who couldn’t pronounce busy so he spelled it. Ian had no reservations sitting with them and they entertained him like they would a child. “Hey! Where are you going?” Vanessa gathered forks for their desert, the last of the meal, ready to head out. Beatrice’s question stopped her from disappearing to the kitchen slabs.“I have something to catch up on. I can show you to your room later.” She didn’t like the eyes on her. Talking to the guest of the moment made it inevitable though. “Sit with us! Come.” Beatrice didn’t just stop at the invitation, she dragged the extra chair and placed it next to hers. Vanessa couldn’t possibly refuse now and if she did,it’d come across as rude. “This shold be fun.” Mikhail snickered. For someone who was mostly indifferent to everyone around him, he lately sounded irritated, for a lack of better word. She narrowed her eyes at him, daring him to continue.“So. You are my ne

She shuddered and pulled him closer, ever so slightly. He broke the contact so she rose on her toes.“This is a bad idea.” Why did he say that when he wasn’t willing to move away? "But I have missed you so much." So had she. She had missed everything about him, every waking moment. "You are not getting bossy?" She didn't know how she got the words out but Noah was being unlike himself. He was being accommodating which struck her anew.He simply laughed. The sound reminded her how much things had changed and if she should be thankful or not, her crush had dwindled into a flame that was a raging fire. Her body, the more instinctive one, had suddenly fallen into a blackhole of need which it knew so well and relished in. "Not today, Nessa. I simply want you." It was juxtapositional, thought Noah. The effect she had on him was surprising. If he was on edge, she brought him back and if he wasn't, she took him there. Even his self control couldn't protect him anymore. Whatever they had, h