Chapter Five

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AALIYAH

Seconds turn into minutes and I'm still stupefied from what I just heard. I'm trying to wrap my head around it but it's making me feel a bit sick.

The man in front of me is Beta Nicholas Brooks. He's been my Father's best friend for decades and also his Beta. He's also my best friend's father and my godfather.

He's a year younger than my father and that keeps him in his mid-fifties. I'm just twenty-one. A fucking rift of an age difference.

This man right here used to piggyback Shelly and me. He enters the bathroom when we take most of our showers over at his house, back in our teenage days. Now that I think about it, that's wrong for all the right reasons. But back then, we never gave it a second thought. Sometimes, he opts to bathe me and I'm always excited. Fuck, how stupid of me!

He gives me a lot of gifts, more than he gives to Shelly. And I should have known better than to accept them. 

I feel bile crawling up to my throat as I wonder just how long he's been having these dirty thoughts of me. Surely, it can't be since my teenage years.

"How long have you been obsessed with me?" I ask him, hating how bitter the words feel on my tongue.

"Ever since you grew those pert boobs," His gaze falls to my boobs and I cover them with my arms. 

"I was fifteen," I remind him, trying to control my anger.

"And I've wanted you since then," He takes a step closer, running a hand over this shaft. "Six years of having eyes just for you. It's pathetic, right?"

It is indeed pathetic. The fact that my best friend's father is a shameless pedophile. That's what I find most pathetic.

"You're a pedophile. That's the sickest shit I've ever had to realize," I scoff, keeping my eyes away from his dick. 

"Is that what you call a man who got hopelessly obsessed with his daughter's best friend?" 

"No. That's what you call a man who got obsessed over a fifteen-year-old!" 

"Age doesn't matter. And it's not like I did anything to you back then. I've been patiently waiting for you to grow up a bit. You got no idea how thrilled I was on your eighteenth birthday," he laughs, running his tongue over his lips.

I'm forced down memory lane, recalling every single detail about my eighteenth birthday. 

Two days in my life remain my happiest days. The first is when I got my dream car from my Father after high school graduation. And the second is my 18th birthday.

Beta Nicholas had gone all out to celebrate it. He got the best ball gown in the region and had my hair fixed by the most glamorous hair stylist. I got 18 huge cakes for the event and he invited my favorite boy band over. After the party, he took me on a cruise in his private jet. We visited a whole lot of places I'd been dreaming of going to. Jeju island remains my favorite and he made that happen.

I remember sitting on his lap as he showed me the pictures we took that day. I recall feeling his bulge underneath my ass crack but I had thought it was his belt or something. The bottom line, I didn't give it a second thought.

I recall having to change into the different new outfits he got me in his private jet. He was right outside the door but it wasn't shut. That could mean he was taking a good peek at me. 

I could remember running into him at the door when I got out of the shower. And he said he just got there to see if I needed anything. I recall being naked in the mirror, taking a look at my nice figure and I could hear the faint creaking of the door. The damned man was right outside.

How the hell did I not realize that until now?!

"How could you?" I mutter, shaking my head in disbelief. "You're supposed to be my father's best friend,"

"Yeah, I am. My heart will always love him as a best friend but my dick wants his daughter. How's that my fault?"

"Get out!" I finally lash out, losing my cool. "Get the fuck out of my house!"

"Maybe you still don't get it, Aaliyah," he sighs, as his jaw twitches. "I'm only gonna leave here after fucking your tight pussy. And I hope you're still a virgin because if I find out you're not, I'll kill the guy who fucked you first. I don't care if that guy is Chris,"

"You're a sick man, you know that?" I scoff bitterly. How the hell did I get here? Just yesterday, I was living a life of bliss with less complication.

"Yes, I am sick. Happy now?" He moves to grab my arm and I evade his touch. "Whatever virtue you're trying to protect doesn't exist anymore, Aaliyah. So just stop being so childish and let's have fun like adults do!"

"I'll rather die than let you fuck me," I yell, running to the other end of the living room.

"I'm still gonna fuck you in hell, bitch," he lungs at me, grabbing my hair and tossing me on the couch.

I moan in pain but his hands clamp my mouth as he pins me with his body.

He tugs my panties away from my pussy and smacks his dick on it.

"I'll be slow, I promise," he smirks, now trying to shove his dick in.

"Go to hell, bastard!" I kick his crotch with my knees and he falls off me.

With no second thought, I open the door and run out into the rain. I run so fast but not fast enough to outrun the vehicle chasing me.

I try to morph into my wolf form when I get hit by a hard object that leaves me half-conscious on the ground.

I feel strong arms lifting me in bridal style. I hear faint voices and I can't make out their words.

But I'm sure I heard Beta Nicholas say, "Take her away and make sure she never returns to this pack. I'm sure the Alpha Triplets will find her interesting,"

Then my eyes close and I embrace the darkness that hovers around me.