All Chapters of Mated to my Bully : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CHAPTER TWELVE TAYLOR’S POV I shoved him, walking fast down the woods at the back of the house, not minding how peach black the road beneath me was. “Are you running little puppy?! We were having so much fun.” He yelled behind me. I jolted, my skin crawled at the thought of what just happened. I can't believe I let that's son… bitch kiss me. His chuckle filled my ears and tipped my anger. I clenched and unclenched my fist. I could hear the crushing sound of leaves as he drew near. I wanted to walk away but if I did, I would miss Landel. He was running late but he would be here. He might have already come for all I know. Probably hiding where the trees would smeer his scent and Zephyr wouldn't notice him. I spun around instantly. The tip of my nose brushed against his clothes. Zephyr was tall, no doubt. A six five maybe. I held my breath and looked up, meeting his gaze and the grin on his face. “Stop pretending. I'm sure you loved it just now.” “Yeah, right. Whatever makes you

CHAPTER FOURTEEN ZEPHYR’S POV It was like I melted into something I couldn't recognize when she said. “I own you.”Now, I had her back against the giant golden brown doors of the fitting room, breathing down her neck. My hands crawling up those fine fair legs of hers. My heart palpitated, the adrenaline rush igniting sensations that I never knew were buried inside me. I wanted her, to taste every inch of this woman pressed against me. I needed to.She gasped as I squeezed her thighs. Her hands above her head, pinned to the door. I stuck out my tongue, letting it glide down her neck while I listened to her moan. “Zephyr…” she called out in an exotic breath. Exciting me with the way my name rolled out of her mouth. Making me want those lips too.“Mhmm.” I mumbled, kissing her cheek.“We… I don't want this.” Her voice was a soft whisper, choked by her seductive gasps.My lips drew close to her ear and I said to her. “Shush now. What else could you possibly want.” Her fingers gripped

CHAPTER SIXTEENTAYLOR’S POVFEW HOURS AGO“Come on Taylor, don’t do this, tell me what happened in there, I beg you.” Daisy was distraught, following me around in her up stair balcony in the private room she had her father attach to the Store.“Jezz Daisy, I already said I will not help you. I’m not opening up about what went down in that room.”“Come on, it can’t be that big of a deal. Pleeeeese, I want to know so badly.” She grabbed the hem of my dress as I tried to run.“I can’t you little weasel. Let go.” I yanked on the dress; surprisingly the pull dragged her right off her feet. She slumped, face down on the floor. The force messed with my balance. I slipped, lost footing and landed on my bottom.“Aaaaaw!!!!!” I screamed. Daisy burst out, laughing with difficulty. A hand on her side. I kicked her face, she dodged it, laughing some more. The young body guard by the door held up his face hiding a grin. We looked like little pups in a playground.It took a while before we wobbled

CHAPTER EIGHTEENTAYLOR’S POVHave you ever felt like a Popsicle before? Like you are melting away? Well, me neither until I woke up in that white room full of light. The world was blinking and It felt woozy like I kept falling asleep and waking up again. Faintly, I remember what I did then. I must have figured out a way out of the room because people were mouthing voiceless words at me when I walked down this place that looked like an aisle. Some grabbed me, I fought them and I think I did more than that. Then I remember getting tied to the bed. I didn’t fall asleep immediately probably because I developed a weird craving for banana flavored Popsicle. Eventually, the sedatives kicked in and I slipped into a dream. When I woke up again, I felt more solid. I rolled my eyes around the white room and then to the door. Someone was standing there with a cold look on his face, staring down at his cell phone. A grim settled on my lips. I may be light headed and short of memories but I kn

CHAPTER TWENTYZEPHYR'S POV “Hold still man, I have to fit you into this…. thing.” Theodore whined, pulling hard on the blue plain polyester pants I was wearing for the wedding.“I think you should stop, it's not elastic, it will rip apart if I dare to stand up.”“Well, it wasn't me who picked a size too small.” He snapped at me, literally. I rolled my eyes.“Cut me some slack. I always wear this particular size as of this year. How am I supposed to know it's too small for me now.” Theodore paused, let go of my hand and walked around so he could get a good look at my face or I would get a good look of the pissed off grin on his lips.“When was the last time you bought anything you wear, Huh? Buddy that knows his size as of this year.”I smiled sheepishly. He huffed in exhaustion and walked off. “Wait buddy where are you going?” I sprang from my seat. The shirt tore instantly. Theodore turned to look at me, he waved his head and muttered. “You are hopeless, man.”“I know that's why I