Chapter 002

“How could that be? No,” I shook my head in disbelief. 

“Dont try to act like a victim now, Kaira”, Samantha said from the side, looking at me, irritated.

“Why? What have I done to deserve this from the two of you?” I demanded, grabbing Tyrone’s collar.

Tyrone gripped my hand and flung me to the floor. I fell, hitting my arse.

“Dont you dare touch me, disgusting”, Tyrone said, wiping his hands.

He looked disgusted, like I was something disease-carrying beast.

“Why would you do this to me?” I asked, my tears staining my face.

“You really want to know?” Morgana crashed down in front of me, smirking. “Because I hate you. You're fucking disgusting!”

I trembled, and I raised my eyes to look at her. Her eyes were blazing with hatred.

What did I do to make her hate me this much?

I thought we were good? A happy family.

“Why, Morgana?” my lips quivered. “I thought you loved me?”

Morgana grabbed my chin tightly, her finger piercing my skin, but I was in too much pain to care about it.

“I never loved you, you filthy tramp,” she vomited, enormously. “I was only tolerating you. All these years”

Morgana’s lips curled into a smile, clearly mocking me.

“Why?” tears stained my face. “Why did you make me, Tyrone, deceive me. You know how much I loved him” 

“Boom! Bingo!” Morgana jumped, laughing hysterically. “Oh, you're so close, only if you push your tiny brains a little more”

Morgana went to Tyrone and crashed her lips on his, sucking his lips like she wanted to devour him wholly.

“Darling,” Morgana purred. “She almost bore you to death, didn't she?” she asked, breaking the kiss.

Tyrone only nodded, staring into her eyes; they looked like a happy couple.

I got up, staggering towards them, and I grabbed Tyrone.

“Tell me, please tell me Morgana is lying”, I pleaded. “She forced you to do this, didnt she? She must have gotten into your bed, and you thought it was me, right?” 

“Eww,” Samantha cringed from the side, “Grow some self-esteem, would you, Kaira? Look at you, acting like the pick-me you've always been. You give me the chills” 

I ignored her and turned to face Tyrone. 

“You know what we shared wasn't fake, right?” I said, “You said you loved me and we were going to reveal our relationship to your father today, at the party. You promised me”

Tears blurred my vision as I held Tyrone’s hand. He looked at me like he was tired of me. 

I disgust him; it was evident in his eyes.

“You are foolish, aren't you?” Morgana slapped me. I shivered. “Tyrone never loved you; he loves me, and he was only toying with you”

“You want to know why?” Morgana pulled my hair, making me look at her face. “Because you adopted a tramp is the reason why my parents don't love me”

“They see you as the model child and compare me to fucking adopting you! I can't stand it!”

“Dad thinks you are the best thing to happen to our family. Where does that leave me?” Morgana’s eyes were bloodshot red. “You ruined my life, Kaira. This is your karma for taking my parents away from me”

“With the help of my sweet boyfriend, Tyrone”, she exchanged glances with him. “I was able to teach you a lesson. Now, do you see how much it hurts? When the people you love dont love you right back?

“This is exactlyhow I felt when my parents loved you over me. Now, deal with it”

“What are you saying, Morgana?”  My lips shuddered in disbelief.

“The truth!” Morgana yelled. “I wish you died instead. I wish Mom and Dad had never adopted you and brought you home”

I looked over her and met Tyrone’s gaze. He held my gaze for a second, something flashing in his eyes.

“We can all agree with Morgana,” Samantha chimed in, “We saw how they treated their own daughter because of you, but you were too blind to see. No wonder you thought you were e deserving of the crown prince’s love” 

Samantha was deliberately fueling the pain in my chest.

 When I turned to face Morgana and Tyrone, I saw them acting like horny birds.

Morgana grabbed his cock, playing with it. Her hands went up and down, making Tyrone throw his head back in pleasure.

“Does she do this with you?” Morgana asked, applying pressure, and I felt disgusted. “Did she make you feel this good?”

“No fucking way!” Samantha answered instead. “I’m sure Kaira doesn't know what to do with the cock. She's totally a virgin”

“True,” Tyrone said in between moans. “The girl can barely kiss. I had to put up with her disgusting wet kisses for two years” 

Tyrone looked at me scornfully, a mocking smile curling in.

“She wanted to wait until we publicly confirmed our relationship before we slept together.” Chuckling, he said. “Who said I wanted to fuck you, anyway?” 

“Haha!” Morgana was dying of laughter. “She's a dreamer, don't blame her. Let's blame my parents for giving her a chance to think this big”

“Shall I continue?” Tyrone kissed her neck, taking in her scent. “I want more of you”

“Me too,” Morgana kissed him wetly. “I miss doing this with you,” she glared at me. “It's all her fault for sticking to your ribs like a whore”

“Samantha, leave us,” Morgana ordered, and she quickly left.

But I, on the other hand, couldn't move away.

Morgana dropped her robe, and Tyrone took her left breast, sucking on it.

Tears streamed down my cheeks as I watched them make out in front of me.

“What?” Morgana broke the makeout and yelled at me. “You don't want to leave? I don't mind if you want to join us for a threesome, it would be exciting” 

“Wait, I've never done that before. Haha,” Tyrone said, and they both laughed.

I felt pathetic and shameful. 

I found my strength and managed to walk out of the top.

Just before I stepped out, Morgana called out.

“Dont go crying to mom and dad, Tyrone’s boyfriend, and he's the alpha’s son, they can't do anything to us”

Right, I wasn't going to tell our parents anything in the first place.

This is my cross, and I have to carry it alone.

I slammed the door, pathetic tears streaking my face.

*****

“More!” 

I ordered, my chest burning with the last drop of liquor I gulped.

This is my fifth, no sixth, glass of tequila, but the pain of Tyrone and Morgana’s betrayal still seared through me.

I can't forget, no matter how much I drank.

I have been to a club, and I had no idea what they do there, but tonight I'm determined to forget what happened, even if I have to go out of character.

The club was a few walks away from the party venue. So, it was easy to spot guests coming and going.

I look towards the entrance, trying to find a man to spend the night with.

A laugh escaped my lips. 

I thought tonight, Tyrone and I would spend our first night together, but he was cheating on me with my sister instead.

I won't let him ruin my plans. I'm going to find someone and spend Christmas Eve with.

Just then, a young, dashing man walked into the club.

Maybe it's because I was getting a little tipsy, but his face was cold.

Perfect, this is my target.

A cold man who doesn't care about attachments.

I hopped down from my chair, walking towards him.

He had his eyes on me as well, entirely focused.

He was looking at me like a predator about to pounce on his prey.

I don't mind being the prey if I get what I want tonight.

I stopped right before he got to his seat. 

“Can you make this Christmas Eve unforgettable for me?” I asked, stopping him in his tracks. “I want to sleep with you, are you in?”

He stared at me in disbelief.

“Look, lady, you're not in the right state of mind. Go away,” he coldly said.

“I've never been in a more stable state of mind”, I said, pulling him close. “Would you please”

The man stared at me, completely taken aback. I was acting shamelessly.

I tiptoed to March his height, pressing my hard nipples against his hard chest.

Without warning, the man lifted me from the ground, carrying me away in a bridal style.

When he dropped me at the entrance of his room, he locked eyes with me.

“Tell me to stop,” he growled, sniffing me.

“No,” I muttered, determined, " I'm tired of being good,” I  whispered.

His jaw clenched. His pupils widened.

And then he backed me against the door with a force that stole my breath.

“Then let me be the mistake you never forget.”

Saying this, he claimed my lips. Our mouths collided desperately.

For me, the kiss was soaked in heartbreak and fury.

I moaned against his lips as his hands slid down my waist, lifting me as if I  weighed nothing. 

My legs wrapped around him without thought.

“Please—” I gasped.

He growled, “Repeat it.”

“Please.”

“Good girl.”

Lightning shot through me, and my heart beat faster than anything I've ever felt.

Tonight, I wasn't the obedient girlfriend who was willing to do anything for Tyrone.

I just want to be a horny girl who got her pussy worshipped by a man she has never met before in her life.

And maybe, we will never meet again after this wild night.