AlexMy heart filled with a mix of fury and concern as I witnessed the horrifying scene unfold before my eyes. The anger inside me threatened to consume me as I saw him forcefully grip Martha's delicate neck, depriving her of breath.Though I couldn't hear her cries, I could imagine the sound of her desperate pleas echoing in my mind. The sight of him slamming her against the wall intensified my fury, tempting me to intervene. I secured my doors, fastened my seatbelt tightly, hoping these precautions would somehow protect me from the escalating situation with Lucian.My blood boiled with righteous anger, unable to fathom what I was witnessing. How could any man, let alone an Alpha, lay a hand on his woman? It defied all logic and decency.Though I suspected their altercation stemmed from his infidelity, I had no interest in delving into the specifics. No justification could excuse his mistreatment of Martha. None at all.It briefly crossed my mind if Lucian's behavior was due to their
MarthaI woke up the next morning, my mind still fixated on that one name, Alex. I couldn't help but glance over at the window, hoping to catch a glimpse of him, but alas, he was nowhere to be found. Reality hit me, reminding me that my romantic fantasies were just that - fantasies.I couldn't expect him to spend the night in his car or whisk me away on a romantic adventure. It was a harsh reminder of my own longing for love and the disappointment that often followed. My past experiences had left me yearning for affection, turning me into a hopeless romantic, longing for something that seemed elusive.But hey, who knows what the future holds? Maybe one day, my delusional puppy-like optimism will lead me to a love that surpasses my wildest dreams. Until then, I'll keep hoping and maybe even enjoy the journey along the way.I flipped my phone over, hoping to see a text from Alex, but there was nothing. No call, no message. After that night he texted me, I had this lingering hope that
AlexThe music was blaring loud, the boom from the speakers was pounding, sending reverberations through my body. The strobing lights and the sudden change from multiple colors to darkness were enough to give one a headache. But I was used to it, barely paying any attention as I dutifully wiped the inside of a shot glass, before giving it to my coworker, Dylan, to pour out a shot for the customer in front of him.I’ve been working here for almost a month now and I had gotten the hang of things, but nothing could prepare me for the change that came in like a flood. For the first time in nearly a month,— and from what I had heard, months— Vinz Club was packed full to the brim. There were people dancing, drinking, humping and gyrating against each other, making out, throwing up in all corners of the club. It was rather shocking. The people that came here were usually depressed, trying to drink their sorrows away, so what was up with the emotion change? It didn’t make sense. A few n
MarthaThe lights were off in my room as I sat by the side of my bed, my eyes drooping ever so slightly the more I stared out of the window. I sat up straight once more, blinking away the sleep from my eyes, but that barely had no effect. If anything, it made me feel more drowsy than ever as I struggled to fight back my yawns. Tears sprung up to my eyes as I eventually yawned and the weight of fatigue started to creep up on me once again.I slapped myself lightly, willing to stay up to see Alex, despite my tiredness. I doubt that I would be able to use my energy to talk to him at length and at full potential, but it’s worth a shot, right? Instead of letting sleep overcome me, I decided to let my mind wander and keep me awake and it didn’t disappoint. I pictured a lot of naughty thoughts and positions between me and Alex in my head and soon enough, my body started heating up under the cool air. Usually, I stay away from thoughts like this, mainly because my morals didn’t allow me t
AlexI woke up with a painstakingly wicked headache that threatened to split my brain in half. I didn’t even drink, but the stress and frustration that accumulated inside of me was enough to cause me pain. My room was bright, and the sunlight that spewed in made me distinguish that it was mid-afternoon.I sat up, resting my aching head against the headboard behind me, the events of last night running through my mind like a film. After Vanessa’s attempt to bed me last night, even going as far as to strip down to her bare form, I had had enough and I was forced to knock her out cold. Just thinking about it made my blood boil, I hate having filthy hands on me, it makes me feel dirty.Early this morning, after last night’s incident, I had almost made the rash decision of giving in my resignation letter to Derek after everything and just quit bartending as a whole. It kinda sucked to know that despite how I felt, I couldn’t really leave my job, at least not yet. I drove away from her h
MarthaMy heart was pounding so fast, beating against my rib cage so much, I could hear each thump through my ears. The rush of blood that flowed through me was so sudden, it nearly left me lightheaded. He was pinning me down with his dark, lustful gaze again as if he didn’t realize that he was doing it. I had to hold back a shiver, averting my eyes from his sultry gaze and trying my best to calm myself internally. Immediately, I walked right past him, pretending like he hadn’t affected me and also to prevent myself from further embarrassment. Scurrying away like my legs were on fire, I walked to the farthest table by the end of the cafe. It wasn’t the signature booth we used to sit in, but it was close enough. I took a seat in front of the circular, rose-colored cafe table, trying to get my breathing and my heart rate back to normal, only for it to spike up even more when I saw Alex already walking towards my table. I prayed silently that he would choose some other seat, any oth
AlexI watched helplessly as Martha grabbed her bag and purse and started walking past me, without so much as a backward glance. My heart sank at that and I knew I had to act fast. So, I caught her hand, just right before she could leave and I said my piece. Thankfully, she didn’t seem mad or anything, neither did she comment on my inappropriate request, but the blush on her cheeks was an answer enough.Still, I couldn’t help but feel frustrated and irritated. I could only watch Martha walk away, I couldn’t even follow her out, due to the erection that I was sporting, that never died down since she arrived. After a few minutes of sitting in silence and watching the half empty cafe, my hard-on finally grew flaccid enough for me to order take out. Then, I left the café and drove straight to Vinz Club.I parked my car in the employee parking lot, before stepping into the empty club. Smooth jazz music played through the speakers and I found Dylan already behind the counter, wiping it
MarthaAfter a long hour of restlessness, I couldn’t help myself and my urges. I couldn’t even focus on the work in front of me, my mind kept straying back to what Alex said back in the cafe. With a slightly red face, I grabbed my keys off the desk and walked back to my car.“You’re doing this for yourself. There’s nothing wrong in buying sexy underwear for yourself,” that was my mantra as I walked through the rows of lingerie and sex items in the store. My face burned with embarrassment and I was glad that my hoodie covered most of my face. I was at a sex store, and I never felt more out of place than I have now. There were lots of intimidating objects and clothing that had me staring both with awe and excitement. I can’t remember the last time I put on lingerie or sexy outfits. With Lucian, there was no point in doing so. He never appreciated foreplay, he only sought for his own pleasure, talk less of for me to dress up for both him and myself. He always made me feel unsexy an