Beth's POV
Eighteen year old Beth sat down on a black leather arm chair at Marvel corps reception. Her spine straighter than a new pencil even though anxiety was starting to kick at her from every damn angle known to man.
A sigh slipped out her lips when her stomach grumbled noisily and she patted it gently before allowing her back to fall against the comfort of the chair behind her and then glanced at the wall clock hanging on the yellow painted wall.
She has been waiting for more than an hour already and looked like she will have to wait around a bit much longer.
Beth bite down at her lower lips in subtle frustration when she realized how many more minutes she has to wait for her turn.
This was going to be her fourth job interview in a single week.
Beth was definitely racing against time, trying her possible best to keep up with the rent on her single room apartment in downtown LA.
She was already down with two dead jobs and a flower shop that was starting to carter mostly for funerals and father's day.
And father's day had never being her favorite thing to carter for especially when they remind her of the awful man she is unfortunate to call her father. Getting bumped in a boarding house after her mother died at a tender age of eight wasn't the worst part but not showing up for her final graduation was the height of it.
Throughout her stay at St. Katherine girls college, he never once sent a letter or came to see how she was faring which wasn't exactly surprising given how much love he has shown her over the years which was none.
And now, she was finally out of that hell hole and doing the most she can to survive and stay sane through the storms of life.
She keep taking up odds jobs just to stay out of street because out there isn't safe for anyone and no matter how crappy her little apartment was, it was still better than being homeless at night with no place to go.
Beth knew that a lot had to be done in order to get away from the life she was currently living hence her decision to hunt for a better paying job and even though, time kept proving itself to be tough on her, Betty refused to be broken by it.
The door opposite where she sat cracked open and at the same time pulling her out of her train of thought momentarily. She glanced over and noticed the same young lady who had gone in earlier before her, walked out of the door with a sly smile on her face.
Her once neat and tailored plaid skirt now looked slightly rumpled while her red lipstick was all smeared into the corner of her lips horribly.
Beth couldn't help but stared openly at her as she continued to sashay her way towards the exist.
She wondered what the interview could be all about as she stood up and brushed the edge of her pencil skirt slightly before walking to stand in front of the door.
With her right hand placed against the door knob firmly, she took a deep breath to calm her wrecking nerves slightly before pushing the door open and stepped inside.
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Beth stepped out of the elevator still cussing under her breath incoherently at exactly twenty minutes later. She couldn't believe all that was required of her to do during the interview in order to pass the stupid test was, just for her to get on her damn knees and suck the bloody CEO dick like a damn hoe.
What was his exact words again? "Welcome miss Lincoln, we are so lucky to have you interviewing with us today. You'd make one fine ass secretary no doubt" he uttered ever so sweetly causing a shiver to snake down her spine not to mention how much the hair at the back of her neck stood at edge when he strolled around his desk to huddle beside her with a flirty smile on his face.
Beth had no doubt he must have said the same words to the girl from earlier as well.
"A fine lady such as yourself deserve all the luxury in the world. First class flight, designer clothes, apartment in LA and a blank cheque to cash out whatever amount you like" he paused midway, his eyes narrowing down at the curve of her dress. "All of the above comes with being my secretary but first thing first, you have to do me a little favor" He said with a little smile.
Beth forced herself to blink just once as she summoned the courage to speak once again. "What favour might that be, Sir?"
His little smile became even wider as he leaned over and whispered those abominable words into her ears causing her in turn to cuss and screamed at the man before running out the door.
"That sick bastard!" she exclaimed even louder recalling the look in his eyes when she finally made it into the crowded street.
What does he take her for? A fucking sex worker? because that would be over her penniless eighteen years of existence of course.
She'd do anything to earn a living but having sex with a dirty old bag like that man just to land a good paying job in a place like that one, was definitely not going to be part of it.
Hell no!
She'd rather beg on her knees for Mrs. Jonah to rehire her at the flower shop than stoop as low as that. If there was anything she had promised herself in this life was to work with integrity and not let herself be objectify by any man and certainly not by a douchebag like the one she had just encountered a while ago.
Beth was so engrossed in her troubles that she didn't realized the side walk and street was now filled with people trying to flag down yellow taxi to save themselves from getting drenched from the drizzling rain.
The earlier sunny day had become a dark rainy cloud and throwing everyone into a chaotic mess.
After several unsuccessful attempt to get a taxi, she began to race down the rainy street as fast as her legs could carry her, with her brown leather purse clutched tightly against her chest.
The downpour seemed to be increasing by the minutes as she continued to hurry down the street. Just when it was starting to blur her vision, she darted into the nearest stand post with a relief sigh.
Her raven black hair that was rolled into a curly wave and seating at the nap of her neck a while ago was now looking a total mess. Not to mentioned, her once dried piece of clothing now dripping wet with rain water onto the floor.
Still cussing under her breath in frustration, she began to squeeze out droplet of water from her skirt over and over again.
Beth couldn't believe what a disaster the day had turned out to be for her. Not only did she not get the job, she also got drenched from top to bottom.
How freaking great!
She continued to tug at the hem of her dress in a bit to get rid of more droplets of water before she could catch a cold but got startled by a male voice.
"You might wanna stop doing that"
She whirled around and finally noticed her companion and took in his appearance carefully.
A young man stood by the corner with his arms folded causally across his chest and staring back at her with a blank expression.
He looked to be older than her and also very handsome. His short sunburn hair was styled in a messy way and some of it tip tousled to the front with dark brown hazel eyes. A lot of mystery seem to be hidden in them as they stare intently at her.
Beth quickly composed herself and even brushed some sticky strains of wet hair away from her face with a scoff.
"How do you mean?" She asked, faking nonchalance with a slightly raised brow at his direction.
Pushing himself off the red metallic painted wall, he buried his hands deep into his leather jacket with a scoff of his own. "You are too pretty to act dumb don't you think?"
"What?" She asked, slightly offended by his words as she was caught off guard.
He replied her with a careless shrug.
"You know exactly what I mean"
"Well, I do not. Care to enlighten me?"
"These streets are filled with perverts and you seemed to be giving them quite a show a while ago"
He pointed towards a group of youngster at the opposite street with his head and her stomach dropped slightly at the realization.
They were all staring at her with a smirk on their faces. One of the kids actually grab at his crotch area while sticking his tongue out at her.
"Well, I'm sorry. I didn't realized they was an audience" she told him quite frankly and scooted away from their dirty stares.
"I wouldn't blame them too much though. You are incredibly beautiful and that makes it hard to look away from you"
Beth's cheek turned a shade of red at his word. No one had complimented her body just by looking at her before and he seemed to be handing it out to her pretty easily.
"Thank you"
He answered with a careless shrug and pulled out a card from his pocket and handed it to her. "That's my card. Call me and we can hang out and get to know ourselves more"
She took it between her fingers and scanned it over. It's says, Asher Romano Vega. He is an artist.
"You are an artist?"
"Yeah, you got that right" he gave her a wink and she couldn't help but blush sheepishly.
"Okay Asher. I will give you that call because I love art and will also like to hear all about it"
"Alright, um, what's your name?"
"My name is Elizabeth but you can call me Beth" she said simply and he acknowledged her name with a single nod.
"Beautiful name Beth. Just give me a call over the weekend and we can hang out and talk about what kind of art you like and I will tell you the ones am into. Promise you gonna love it"
"Alright cool"
By the time she got home that night, it was already dark into the night. Peeling off her damp clothes, she slipped into the shower to wash off then make dinner for herself. Her apartment was extremely small, housing only some household essentials. The thought of Asher kept making its way into her mind every now and then even as she poured her last bit of orange juice into a glass and sat down to eat her well cooked pasta. He was indeed handsome. His brown hazel eyes did reminded her of her mother's eyes. For someone who have never being in a relationship before, she found the thought of that stranger very endearing to her. In fact,the only thing stopping her from dialing his number at that moment is her moral upbringing. She might look desperate and cheap if she did. But then again, he'd said she could call him but still, calling him at that odd hour and so late in the night would only scream desperation and she is not about to sell herself off that cheap. She would definitely wait
Beth had no idea how long they have been driving but a couple of hours has past already and yet, they were still on the high way, probably heading out of the city and towards someplace secluded.She couldn't tell exactly where they were headed as she was later blindfolded the moment they made it to the main express. Because of the pain, Beth kept dozing in and out of unconsciousness until the car finally came to a stop and she was thrown out of the vehicle. she landed solidly on the ground like a bag of Irish potato.She was immediately yanked off the ground before she could even think to catch her breath and made to walk forward. She winced as her feet scrape painfully against the ground. She was barefooted and each time she stumbled on something, she got a backlash for it as there was no single moment of relief for her.Beth was forced to do whatever it took to spare her ears from the constant snarling and growling from every angle as she struggled to keep up.The further they went,
Beth only had to blink once before he was standing right before her, with her jaw grasp between the palm of his hands, his claws digging into her flesh painfully as he forced her to look into those terrifying demonic eyes of his."So harmless and weak. You would really love me to believe that lie won't you?". He snickered, the sound of his laughter just as dark like the color of his eyes."Please, I don't know what grudge you have against my bloodline but I have nothing to do with it" She began to explain, totally out of breath."Do save your breath because nothing you say or do is going to make me change my mind. I'm going to enjoy tearing you piece by piece, limp by limp until nothing is left then I will leave them for your daddy dearest to find" He paused for a moment, his dark eyes trailing up and down her frail figure as though sizing her up."I just have to figure out a more painful way to get it done. You don't deserve an easy death. None of your filthy bloodline does" He growl
Beth awoke slowly with confusion. She wasn't exactly sure what had happened to her, if it was a nightmare or she actually went through all she had in the past hours and was still breathing.The event of having her bare back mutilated in the hands of that dark eyes monster flooded back to her and she heard herself gasped and made to jerk upright but was immediately greeted by an immense amount of pain, shooting across her back. Whatever was left of her shredded piece of clothing was still attached to her body but her back was left bare, from top to waist.Beth was forced to lay back down on the cold hard floor even though it smell like the damn sewage from hell. Her back ache with untold pain as she lay on it still. It feel as though it has glue on it and was stuck to the surface of the floor. Moving abruptly could cause her more pain, she was certain of that.Not withstanding the pain, she roll over on her side and gave a muffled scream into the floor, baring her back into the dark c
Beth opened her eyes moment later and couldn't help but whimper when she felt a brush of warm wet clothes against her sore back. She gasped under her breath when his hands brush slightly against the sensitive part of her breast in a bit to wrap bandages across her body.Once he was done wrapping her up, he made to discharge the water in the sink before handing her some painkillers to swallow. She pulled herself into a seating position once she was done swallowing it, her eyes darting around across the room curiously.His room was plain with dark grey wall that matches with the equally grey sheet on the bed. Not to mention the leather cushion that sat beside the bed. There is nothing much to look at which sort of reminded her of her little apartment back home. She wondered if anyone has noticed she has gone missing for the past hours now.Beth doubt if anyone has. It's not like she has friends that would probably check up on her after a while. Maybe her landlord would but certainly not
Asher's POVAsher seem to be in a terrible mood as he pace the length and breath of his bedroom before he moved to sit down at the neon cushion in his room, the motion made him very aware of a sudden problem with his pants. He looked down, noticing the huge bulge that wasn't even there before the moon came out in all its alluring glory.His cock was extremely hard and erect within the confide of his pant, begging to be released and answer the call of the moon and have it fuck someone. Asher growled in frustration not willing to get under the sheet with just about anyone even though he was well aware on how much, the female Betas in his pack would kill to have his cock thrusting between their legs.Asher knew he won't be able to resist for long before he finally gave in. His beast was starting to charge at him, urging him to find someone and do the needful but still he couldn't get himself to do it. Jerking himself off was starting to do less good as the beast within him wanted more.
Asher sat on his chair that night,long after he dismissed Kara but couldn't fully relax. The guilt of being with someone else other than his mate Macy was giving him a sleepless night. Asher couldn't help but feel as though he has defiled her memory by cumming in Kara's mouth.It's even more annoying to him that he was still covered in some of her scent and needed to be cleansed of it. Nothing a quick shower won't fix as he quickly went into the shower and turn on the tap head before stepping under it and droplets of water began to trickle down his naked flesh onto the tiles floor.Rubbing a steady hand up and down his length, he let out a deep throaty growl as flashes of image from his moment with his mate began to flood his mind.Asher was trying so hard to remember all of it. The feel of her skin against his each time he pulled her frail figure into his chest. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes briefly, willing his mind to take him back to that morning before he lost her for
The next morning came just as quickly, with rays of sunlight waking her up from a deep slumber as it shines through the thick grey curtains that hung heavily across the glass window. She blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the bright light against her face before she rolled over on her side.The awful aches she felt all over her body were minimal as compared to last night. It must be thanks to the pain killers Alex had given her. Speaking of Alex, he never returned to the room last night. He practically left his bed for her to sleep comfortably on and surprisingly enough, she can dare to say, she really did.Dragging herself into a seating position with her legs dangling over to the floor, she gave a half yawn with her eyes darting around in search of anything to probably look at other than grey walls and sheet.It was 10am in the morning when she glanced at the table clock and immediately struggled off the bed and back on her feet, wondering why they let her sleep that much.Did