Julian’s POVMila tries to cover herself, but I snap at her.“Don’t hide yourself from me.” I warn her.Her eyes widen, but she gives me a small nod and relaxes again.“Now, hold still.” I tell her because I don’t want to hurt her.I can tell by the smell of her she’s human, even with the power she possesses. That means I could kill her if I’m not careful and I don’t want to do that. She’s too beautiful and smells too delicious to end in such a brutal way. So I take a deep breath and cover her now naked body with mine and the second our skin touches, my power fluctuates until it becomes a steady pulse of electricity that matches the beating of her heart.My body is reacting to her like it never has to anyone else, but I try not to focus on what that could mean. I think that's just an illusion. She's just too pretty.Right now, all I can focus on is getting some relief.“Ready?” I ask her.Also, something I rarely do, but like I said, I don’t want to hurt her. She nods and I smirk down
Mila’s POVMy body feels sore and my eyes feel too heavy to open, but something feels off. I fight a battle against the urge to get comfortable and continue sleeping, and when I finally open my eyes, I notice Julian isn’t in bed next to me. I lift my head and glance around the room, but I don’t see him. The blankets pool at my waist when I move to sit up and I quickly grab them to cover myself. I look around the room and don’t see any sign that Julian was even here. What I do see is my shredded clothing on the floor.Where did he go?I don’t know what to do. My clothes are ruined, which means I’m stuck unless I can get someone to bring me something. I wrap the blanket around myself and climb off the bed and rush over to my pants to find my phone. When I pull it out of the back pocket, I see a dozen text messages and seven phone calls from my stepmother. Shit.There’s nothing I can do about her until I get some clothes, so I try not to think about that mess just yet. Instead, I pull up
Mila’s POVThere is a soft knock on the door of the room I’ve been hiding out in all morning. I heard movement outside a few minutes after I called Isabella and ran over to the door, locking it so no one would walk in and see me. Since then, I’ve been pacing and running through everything that happened last night in my head. I felt something when I was with Julian, and the way he talked I thought…I thought he felt it too.I’m so stupid.This is why hooking up isn’t a good idea. Not that I’ve ever done this before, but now I understand why this would have been dangerous. As much as I wish, I could say that it was just sex, and it meant nothing…it didn’t feel that way! Still here I am alone with no wearable clothes, and Julian is nowhere to be found. What did I expect? He’s so handsome and has this dangerous aura about him that all girls love.He also owns this place and had more than a few women giving him attention last night. I was just the poor idiot who gave in and slept with him,
Mila’s POVAfter a breakfast of French toast covered in fruit and whipped cream, Isabella takes me back to her house where we watch movies and bing on junk food. I should call my stepmother and tell her what happened, but I can’t bring myself to ruin all the work Isabella has put into trying to help me forget what happened today. One more day or pretending that woman isn’t a part of my life and then I can go home and let all her vile words roll off me. Her other punishments will take more effort to ignore, but I’ve survived this long on far less to distract me with.Isabella’s able to find out that I have to work again tonight at some point between the mimosas at breakfast and the strawberry margaritas after lunch. Yeah, it was that kind of day. She talked me into wearing another outfit of her choosing. It didn’t escape my notice that it looks a lot more my style than any of her clothes ever have. I’m going to have to ask her about that when my head isn’t spinning over the fact that I
Julian’s POV I’m taken by surprise when Mila slowly steps inside. “Mr. Keller, Adam said we are low on Bourbon and that you had the key for the storage room.” Her voice is hesitant and subdued. She also doesn’t seem to be able to look at me. “I do have the key, but I want to talk to you about something first.” I motion for her to sit and she does. She sits with her back ramrod straight and her hands folded on her lap. What the fuck is wrong with her? “I wanted to explain about this morning.” I start but she cuts me off. “You don’t have to explain. It was what it was, and we don’t need to talk about it again. I know it would probably make things weird if anyone found out, so let’s just forget it happened.” She stands before I can say anything else. I watch her fidget in place, waiting for me to hand over the keys. This isn’t where I hoped this conversation would go, but if she’s so eager to run away, then I won’t force her to stay. I may be an asshole in the dating department, b
Mila’s POVI was doing well with not looking in the direction of where I saw Julian sit when he was done greeting people. It’s the same place he sat last night, and it didn’t take long for the booth to fill up with women and other guests.A woman touched him, getting closer and closer. Julian looked a little excited.That’s when I decided to look that way would only make the ache in my chest hurt more.He really saw me as nothing more than some random girl he had sex with. For a second, when I was in his office, I thought…It doesn't matter what I thought, because last night was a mistake. One I don’t plan to make again.“Hello there, beautiful.” Someone says as I’m fixing up a drink.My head lifts to get a quick glance at the guy with a retort on my tongue, but it died on my tongue when I saw the man in front of me. The sight of him took me so much by surprise that I end up spilling the drink I had been working on.“Shit, sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He says with a sympathet
Julian’s POVNo amount of protest has been able to keep me from setting foot on the Mishnia University property. Unlike the other students walking past me on the way to class, I didn’t bother with a backpack and books. Unlike them, I wasn’t here for an education. I was here out of necessity. Also curiosity. My father had many other opportunities to send me to college before, but he kept me on for his dirty week until this past year.So why now? Who is here that he needs me to be close to? He won’t admit to his real agenda, but I know my father well. Nothing he does is without reason. Until he was ready to divulge his true intentions, I would be stuck slumming it with a bunch of privileged humans. As I said, he could have sent me to a school tailored to our own kind, but no, he sent me here. Yet another reason I was so set on this being more than is hope for me to further my business knowledge.“Your class is that way,” Bash says.Yep, I have my trusted bodyguard attending college with
Mila's POV“Where the hell have you been?” I’m shoved back against the door before I’m able to close it all the way, knocking the wind out of me.When I went home after work, I snuck in through my window so I didn’t have to face my stepmom when I was already feeling off by what happened the last couple of days. I wanted a good night of sleep so that today wouldn’t feel so hard. Of course, that means she thinks I’ve been gone this whole time. I should have known she would be furious, but I couldn’t hide from her forever.I have to suck in a few weak pulls of air to try and catch my breath before I can give her an excuse. She didn’t let me. This time she was beyond her normal level of mad. This time, she slapped me across the face the second I opened my mouth. I cried out and fell to the floor. My hand comes up to cover the part of my face where she struck me, and I look up at her with genuine fear. It’s been a while since she hit me in the face or anywhere visible, but today she did. I