I opened my eyes to the sound of heavy rain outside.My pulse still thumped loudly against my temples as my breathing fell short and ragged. My cheeks felt cold and I raised a hand to touch it only to realize that I had been crying while I slept which was no surprise at all considering that it was such a horrible dream. There was still that vivid, lingering ache in my heart, but now that I've woken up, I could only vaguely recall Dylan's cold stare. Everything was starting to become a blur. I was thankful for that.I continued to stare at the ceiling whilst I gave myself time to calm down. Listening to the rustling of tree leaves and the pitter-patter of raindrops on the roof, my hands found their way to my abdomen yet again without me knowing.Then, just when I was finally beginning to feel more at ease, my ears picked up on faint thuds in the hallway. Footsteps. They were getting louder and louder with each step so I could only assume that it was heading in th
"Dirty?""I…"The realization sunk in, and the corners of my mouth tugged up slowly to form a smile. "Is it because you kissed another woman?""Y-Yes…"So I wasn't the only one who was bothered by it after all. I sighed in relief and held his chin to make him look at me. Without warning, I leaned in and kissed him on the lips.When I pulled away, I mumbled, “There. Kiss overwritten.”I didn’t give him the chance to recover from his surprise and swooped in for another kiss.At first, he was dubious but I took the lead, moving my lips and slipping in my tongue to coax him deeper into it until his usual confidence was back. I felt his hands on my hair then slowly slide down my back and waist until they were finally caressing the bare skin under my shirt. His fingertips left traces of electricity with every touch.Our lips didn't dare part even for a second, even while I climbed onto his lap. But when he touched my abdomen and felt how big I was getting, he
I woke up to an empty bed. My window was open, letting the morning sun and cold breeze flow into the room. Covering my bare chest with my blanket, I rubbed my eyes and sat up on the bed only to find Enzo leaning against the doorframe. He stared at me with his usual amused grin while holding a tin tray of mugs and plates. My nose caught a whiff of hot chocolate, and my stomach growled. "Good morning," he said, finally pushing himself off of the doorframe and walking across the room towards my bed. I watched as he began to set the plates and utensils on my bedside table. My breakfast consisted of a cup of hot chocolate, eggs, and a salad. "Thanks," I mumbled quietly, burying myself deeper into my blanket. I didn't quite understand how he could act comfortably being alone in a room with a naked woman under her sheets. My cheeks warmed up and I felt self-conscious. "How long have you been standing there?" "Not long." Upon closer look, I noticed a small cut on his lips and a bruise sta
A waitress.It sounded way too easy to be true. Following my gut feeling, I unzipped the garment bag. My knuckles felt something sturdy hidden under the collared shirt so I undid a few buttons for inspection.I found myself staring at a leather vest with an abnormal number of straps to fasten it. I rapped my knuckles against it and true enough, there was a thin sheet of metal tucked in between the two layers of leather. The metal, however, was molded in a way that would definitely outline my body shape, most likely to make it look as less rigid as possible. Merely looking at it was enough to force the fear that I felt earlier to come crawling back up my throat, making it difficult to breathe."Enzo…" I croaked out, unable to peel my gaze off the vest. "W-What's gonna happen at the party?""That vest is obviously for safety measures," he replied. Once again, he had avoided answering my question. Then, he stood up to take the vest from its hanger, ho
"Just make sure to come at the venue as soon as possible," Dylan spoke into his phone while pacing across the hotel room. After an exasperated sigh, he dropped the phone and threw it on the bed.He then let out one more audible sigh while combing his fingers through his hair, which he shouldn't have done. It hasn't even been five minutes yet since their hired stylist fixed it. Realizing this, he plopped onto his seat in front of the mirror. Amelia was sitting beside him, a number of stylists surrounding her, fixing her makeup and hair simultaneously.His fiancée looked at him through his reflection on the mirror. "What happened?""The cake's going to be late," he replied flatly. "The bakery ran into heavy traffic.""I see you worked hard."Dylan did work hard on arranging the party. If it would show that he only halfheartedly prepared for it, suspicion would arise—from his pack, the Crawfords, and the press. After sacrificing
"This is an aphrodisiac," Enzo said, holding up a small plastic bag containing a single white pill. "I'm sure you're familiar with what it does."I exhaled as I struggled to stand as straight as I could. The metal vest was heavy, but it wasn't heavy enough for me to have trouble lugging it around. The rigidness of the vest was forcing me to straighten up my back at all times which for me, given my bad posture, was even harder to do consistently in long periods.The party hasn't even started yet but here I am, striving to just stand up properly without breaking my back. When the head server stood up on a chair to grab the staff's attention, the kitchen went silent and everybody's heads turned to him. I felt a tap on my shoulder and craned my neck to find James smiling at me.Leaning down to whisper in my ear, he said in hushed tones, "You okay?""Yeah," I nodded. I opened my mouth to say more but the head server started shouting some last-minute i
I tightened my hold on the blanket I wrapped around myself while I stared at the cup of hot chocolate I abandoned on the table. The old-fashioned TV was on, broadcasting the news of Emerald Bay Hotel's bombing. As expected, the police had linked the incident to the rebels. I wasn't aware until now that they had made it a signature to use nitroglycerin. From the corner of my eye, I could tell that Enzo was staring at the screen with pride written all over his face.The thought of me having caused such a great number of deaths terrified me. It didn't matter even if none of the casualties were humans, I simply believed that my hands are legitimately soiled at this point. My body shivered.A few minutes later, I heard another car pull up at the courtyard. It was probably the third van that arrived in the last hour. The door of the office swung open shortly after. I didn't bother finding out who just arrived."Bennet!"I jumped in surprise upon hearing his voi
Dylan discarded my shirt onto the floor and held me by the waist as he trailed kisses down my neck. He unclasped my bra impressively with one hand, and though slightly embarrassed, I let him stare at my nakedness for a few moments before he continued to plant kisses on my shoulders and collarbones. With my hands grasping his hair, I arched my back instinctively."You're beautiful," I heard him whisper into my skin. He then lowered himself to suck on my nipple as his other hand slid up my body to pinch the other one, making sure that neither felt left out.I gasped in pleasure. The crevice between my thighs tingled so I tightened my legs around his waist. The erection underneath his suit pants rubbed onto my hips. The contact, although indirect, made him bite on my chest.With a soft chuckle, he looked up at me to say, "You just can't wait, huh?"I couldn't find the strength to respond and ended up pleading him for more with my eyes. I moved my hips agains