Waking the next morning, I laid upon the soft sheets of my bed. His scent still lingered, even after his long absence. Memories flooded my mind of the way he touched me – the way he kissed me. I was enraptured with the feeling of him upon my body, and I knew that the sinful thoughts shouldn‘t be there, but I couldn‘t help it.
ut i coulant help it. panty I didn‘t want them to stop.
Het is belangrike dhe Running my fingers across my lips, I closed my eyes and smiled before slowly pulling myself from the bed. Ethan had acted differently last night… So much differently that it seemed bedding me might be more than just a job to him. Looking through the large closet that sat adjacent to my bed, I pulled on a denim blue dress and matched it with a cute pair of white panties. The white sneakers Vicky had given me the week before seemed more appropriate with my outfit choice than sandals or heels– not to mention more comfortable,
Pulling my long hair up into a ponytail, I left my room, heading down the stairs towards the kitchen, Vicky had invited me for breakfast, and I was looking forward to our morning chats before I set about finding a way to occupy my time. Turning the corner, I spotted her tall, slender figure perched upon a bar stool, sipping on a cup of coffee. Her hand rested against her temple, and there was a frown upon her face.
“Vicky, are you okay?” I asked with a concerned stare.
Her eyes looked up to meet my own, and she smiled, “Yeah. I just drank too much last night.” “You did?” I asked, not remembering her drinking that much at dinner. “Yes, I had my own party after you left last night, and now I am suffering.” A chuckle left my lips as I moved towards the large array of food. I picked up a muffin and some fruits to start my day off with a glass of juice. I was rather ravenous this morning. When I took my place next to her, I heard the soft voices of Ethan‘s guests walking our way. I kept my eyes low not wanting to meet their gaze. The sound of their feet against the floor as they entered the kitchen drew me closer to Vicky, and she looked up from her coffee at me when she felt my movement. I watched her eyes dart towards the newcomers, and a smile play across her lips. “Good morning, Alpha Romero, Madalynn.. I hope you both had fun and slept well last night.” There was amusement in Vicky‘s tone, and I wasn‘t sure what she was up to. “Good morning… Vicky, wasn‘t it?” Romero‘s smooth voice said. “And of course, Rosalie…marvelous singing last night.” I gulped as I slowly looked up to meet his dark eyes. Every part of me screamed to run away. “Good morning.., and thank you.” For a moment, I wanted the ground to swallow me whole. However, Romero‘s Beta entered the kitchen at the right time and seemed to diffuse most of the conversation. Seeing him, Madalynn scoffed. “Father, leave her alone, she isn‘t worth it…” Madalynn started with an annoyed tone. “I heard what
pack she came from, from Victoria…” My eyes widened hearing what Madalynn had said. I didn‘t think anyone would know where I came from… Why would she ask about who I was?! “Miss Madalynn, I wouldn‘t think it is polite to go snooping around in other people‘s lives,” Vicky said coldly. I could almost feel the tension in the room grow. “Yeah, well, I have to know who my competition is,” Madalynn sneered. Competition? I wasn‘t in any competition with her, and I wouldn‘t be part of whatever her plan was. The amusing look Vicky gave the girl had me on alert; then, Romero‘s distinct chuckle pulled my attention back to him. “We leave this afternoon for the capital. Come sit down, Madalynn.” He slowly stood from where he had been sitting and placed his cup down on the table. “Don‘t make a fool of yourself. I raised you better than that.”
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Yeah sorry full of crap clichés skipping chapters...
Really oh fn....off another weak heroine roll, her pack hated her, she was abused, why would she do this .... pfghhj off at another cliche novel. .... Nope...