Lowest of the lowest
Michael pov
The rest of the day went by with me thinking of a good way to earn her trust. I was barely able to do any work because of her. All that I could think of was her. Her slender body, her luscious lips and the cleavage that teased me each time. Today, she was wearing a shirt that covered her chest well enough, but still...... And not to mention those deep brown eyes that I seem to get sucked into each time our gazes meet.
And ever since I saw her, all that my stupid wolf does is chant in my head. Mate mate mate. I feel like I might go insane.
Maybe I should send flowers? Yeah. Ladies love that. And chocolate. Flowers and chocolate is a great combination. She surely will forgive me.
When I checked the time it was already way past the office hours. When I go to the office tomorrow, I should bring her a bunch of flowers. Roses. A huge bouquet of red roses. That should do.
I picked my car keys and dashed out of the office humming to myself. I was positive that my plan would work. Why wouldn’t it. My plans always work. As I walked away, I glanced at her cabin one last time, wondering if she was still in there.
I shook my head. Even if she was, I’d rather stay away right now. I don’t want to get hit by her on my balls again. I need my crotch healthy and well. I don’t want to get my eggs scrambled. I still am young and have my entire life ahead of me. I still want to have sex. And lots of it.
As I walked out of the office, the most melodious laugh invaded my ear canals. Gulping down a lump that had formed in my throat, I breathed deeply. I knew it was her. Why did mates have to have such an effect on you, regardless of you liked her or not?
After much hesitation, I looked in the direction of the sound and my jaw dropped open when I saw a whole new side of my mate who seemed to be enjoying with Cheryl. They were laughing while they waited on the pavement. She looked so bubbly and joyous. Her eyes seemed to twinkle and the rosy colour on her cheeks just perfected her already alluring beauty.
Wow. She looked even better when she laughed. As if she was glowing like a demigoddess. I didn’t realise that I was ogling her when some commoner ran into me. I huffed a sorry and quickly walked away. Normally, I would have shown who the boss was, but right now, I was too captivated to care about anything else.
What she showed me was the complete opposite of what I was seeing right now. When she was with me, she would be either sarcastic or just plain rude. I started to feel a little jealous. Well she was my mate.
I stared at her dumbfounded when a male pulled over in his Audi. He climbed out of the car and walked right over to them. It was Damien, Cheryl’s mate. Had I not known that he was a mated wolf, I would have wanted to rip him off the street for standing near her.
I quickly wore my sunglasses, wanting to hide my emotions that I was certain would be clearly visible in my eyes. When I glanced at them, I saw that Cheryl was quick to greet him with a quick kiss on the lips which Damien deepened for a brief moment. Sarah offered a smile, but there was a hint of sadness in it.
I watched her bid them goodbye and quietly walk away. Was she going to walk home? Perhaps this was a good time for me to approach her. I could offer her a ride in my Ferrari. I’m damn sure that she would be impressed. I mean, girls love cool rides, isn’t it?
I practically ran towards the car and quickly got in wanting to reach where she was as soon as I could. I pulled right in front of her when she was about to cross the road. I smirked at her. I just knew she would be impressed. Well she should. I had never come across a girl who didn’t like my Ferrari.
However, she simply rolled her eyes and scoffed as she turned away from me. She waited for some time for me to move, but then she started to walk around the car, so that she could cross the road.
“Hey, wait. Let me give you a ride!” I called when she showed no interest in me or my car.
“Why would I Mr Alpha? I might ruin your costly vehicle. I fear I am not worthy of using such wealth.” She replied and started to walk away.
I scowled. This lady was one hell of a woman. If it wasn’t for the stupid mate bond and my wolf going haywire in my mind, I wouldn’t have tried to have a conversation with her. I wouldn’t even have looked in her way, regardless of her being attractive. There are lots of other attractive she wolves in the pack. Why do I have to settle for just one?
“Oh and by the way. I am a waste of space, remember? I dare not climb in. I might tarnish your perfect car which can only be suitable for people like you.”
From the way she spoke, she seemed as though she was hurt, yet making fun of me. I pouted. How in the world was I going to make her trust me if she wasn’t ready to spend time with me?
“Hey. Sarah. Come on. I am offering you a ride and this is something I normally don’t do.” I pleaded, hoping that she would turn around. I wasn't used to doing this...
Oh no. This she wolf was as stubborn as a mule. She pretended that she didn’t hear me at all.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Playboy Alpha is my Mate