Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties novel Chapter 41

"Yes... Damien."

Claire mumbled, paving her lips slowly for the face towering over hers. Her hot lips touched his soft lips, delivering the passion to his heart. She held unto the kiss for a while, ploughing deeper. His warm palm slowly gliding down her neck to the swell of her titties.

"Claire... Claire..."

A very urgent and assertive voice knocked her out of the fantasy. Her eyes flung open. She looked like someone who was under a spell.

"What do you think you are doing?"

The voice was familiar, but the vision was blurry.

"First, close your mouth."

"Huh?"

Claire quickly pursed her lips. Then she jumped up. Her vision was clear now.

"Allison, what?"

"Allison what? Are you kidding me right now?"

Allison scoffed, sneering at her.

"Wasn't it generous enough of us to allow you pass the night here? What now? You would sleep while the rest are busy outside, watering the rice field, sweeping and preparing breakfast? You don't really think that you are in your father's house, do you?"

"Go away."

Claire dropped back in the bed as though she didn't hear what Allison had just said.

"Is she nuts?"

Allison leaned forward, grabbed her arms and pulled her up roughly.

"Get on your feet now and get busy if you want to stay!!!"

"Who told you that I want to stay here, bitch?"

Claire snapped. Allison struck her on the cheek. Claire was so stunned. She wasn't expecting the slap.

"Watch what you say around me!"

Allison paused, standing uprightly.

"And nobody cares whether or not you stay, stop thinking of yourself so highly. Your arrival here only ruined the game yesterday. We couldn't even have him to ourselves."

Claire chuckled wryly.

"Don't tell me that you're jealous because that loser said he kissed me."

Allison struck her the second time in the face.

"Never again in your bitchy life should you call him that again!!!"

Claire jumped up and grappled at Allison's cloth, doing all she could to slide up and throttle her, but Allison was bigger and thicker. Allison was the thickest of the girls, curvier and bustier.

"Fuck you!!!"

Claire would not go down without a fight. But before Claire could push Allison down to her advantage, Allison had climbed into the bed, sitting on Claire, while she hit Claire mercilessly, mostly fisting Claire's long hair in her hand and shaking it ruthlessly.

"You bitch!!!"

Claire did all she could to sit up. She bit into Allison's chest. Having Allison's cleavages caught in her teeth, Claire bit hungrily.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Allison cried in pain. She grabbed Claire's head in both her hands.

"Die! Die! Die!"

Allison chanted, hitting Claire's head on the foam board repeatedly.

"What are you doing?"

"Stop!"

"You'll kill her."

The rest of the girls who had been alerted by the racket rushed in and separated them.

"What has gotten into the both of you. Is this how you plan to oversee things when he's gone to cater to our needs?"

Mira scolded.

"So much for 'women act with wits'."

Laurette scorned.

"Shut up!"

Mira snapped at her sister. Laurette rolled her eyes.

"Why do we always have to --"

Claire pushed Allison away from her and stood up. She stomped off the room, paying no attention to whatever the girls said about her.

"What's wrong with her?"

"Who does she thinks she is?"

"Why does she have a problem with everyone?"

"How bitchy can someone be?"

"How dare you judge my actions?"

Allison glared at Mira who couldn't find her words.

"Let's not be harsh on Claire. She might have her reasons. We should help her see reason. That's what girls do for themselves."

Everyone was stunned to hear Ayisha speak up.

"Wonder shall never end."

Tendzel scoffed and stomped off.

"No way I was fantasizing about him! No way!"