006: SO FUCKING NASTY

♡☆CANDACE♡☆

Sexy as fuck. 

Nah, this wasn't me. 

There was no fucking way the girl staring back in the full-length mirror was me, the ostracized omega girl they loved to walk all over. The very plain and "unattractive" runt. 

I looked unreal after the complete makeover the glam team gave me. 

My palm swiped the corset bodice as I traced the curve to the slit cut high to my hip which my bare thigh peeked out of even without trying.

Soft dewy glam framed my face, the kind anyone would think I had no product on yet the mirror showed a completely transformed version of myself like I'd stepped right out of a fashion magazine. 

Damien certainly would eat his heart out when he saw me in a dress this fire tonight. 

Said I was unattractive? 

Well let's see how fast that lie dies when I walk into the hall tonight. 

"You look incredibly stunning," the glam team admired the work they had done on me. 

But I refused to trust their words. I only trusted the ache and anticipation in my heart from wanting to see the reaction on his face when he sees me. 

"Candace get your ass down here. Alpha Luca's in a terrible mood. You know he hates to wait."

Rex buzzed outside the room I stayed in to get dressed. His jaw sagged to the floor with colors tinging those cheeks when I stepped out of the room. His pupils dilated as if he mentally peeled the bodice off to free my trapped tits. No man had ever given me that buttered-steak ogle Luca talked about.

"Candace?" The commanding, authoritative tone melted into something softer, breathy and hushed. "Al—Alpha's waiting." 

I gave him a sweet smile and moved past him by the door towards the stairs. 

I didn't know what Luca would think of this look, my tits were practically spilling out of the neckline from how tightly the cups squeezed them. My waist snatched like I had that perfect curve. 

I spotted him by the mini bar of the opulent building, a bottle of whiskey before him and Rex's laptop also on the mini bar. They'd been working. 

He sat in a different shirt from earlier, his hair brushed to perfection with that controlled precision he was known for. 

When he noticed me by the stairs, he stiffened, the glass in his hand hung mid air to his lips. His lips twitched like he just muttered a curse. 

His eyes slowly dragged from my pumped out boobs down the pinch of my waist to the slit exposing my thigh even without me trying. 

He swallowed hard which made his throat bob, then he swiped his jaw with his palm and nodded. 

"This look can do for tonight." His blue eyes left my body to settle on my gaze and then on my lips.

The embarrassment from earlier at the adult store dared not have a rerun.

"Can do? That's it?" I hissed. 

What did I expect? Rex-level gawk from the Alpha? Or a flattery compliment about how breathtaking I looked?

I boldly stepped closer to him by the bar, way closer until his cologne became the only air filling my lungs. My hand glided over his to snatch the glass of liquor. I tipped it back and poured his drink down my throat in one burning gulp. Leaving a print of my cherry-red painted lips on the glass.

I didn't miss how his gaze lingered on the lipstick stain like he was fighting the urge to taste it. 

The drink, so fucking nasty. But I needed a second. And a third. 

His hand shot out to grab my arm when I reached for the bottle to pour myself another drink. 

The featherlight graze of his calloused fingers on my skin sent a tremor through me, kick-starting something wild deep in my core.  

Behave! I mentally chided my wolf. 

"Alcohol gives you false confidence." His tone dropped low. "A woman's confidence comes from inside her own damn soul not a bottle." 

"I don't think I look beautiful in this dress. I don't want to make a fool of myself." I groaned. 

Nay, this wasn't me fishing for flattery from Luca. Even though I knew he wouldn't mean the words, after all he's seen and been with better girls as his escort, but I still needed him to say the words. That beyond beautiful, I looked like a sizzling steak, devourable.

He picked the little gift bag on the counter and tossed it at me. I caught it on reflex. 

"Let's go. We're late." 

He turned his broad back and started moving towards the door. 

"What's this?" I dug into the gift bag while blindly following him towards the door. 

These contact lenses the glam team swapped my glasses for were a mistake. Everything had that eerie hyper-clear sharpness like seeing the world through someone's eyes. 

"Open it in the car for fuck sake." He barked with his signature shithead tone.

With his back turned on me as we descended the steps I raised my middle finger at him. A satisfactory move that made me giggle.

He stopped by the waiting black truck and held the door open for me. 

"Finally, a way to treat your escort for the night." I sassed.

"Keep up that attitude," his gaze narrowed slightly as he warned, "And you'll be sorry tonight."

My pussy clenched on instinct. My dirty whore-ish wolf wanted to take his words another way entirely but he sure as hell hadn't meant them like that.

My body moved before my brain could think, brushing my chest hard against his arm as I got into the backseat. A silly move that paid off every damn time. 

He had no clue the bumps weren't actually accidental.

Inside the car, I curiously dug into the gift bag. While he got in beside me and Rex got in the front seat. 

A phone.

"You got me a phone of my own!" 

The first time anyone ever bought me anything. 

I'd always wanted a phone.

"Stop acting weird, it's just a phone. Rex will set that up for you."

Was he kidding me? 

Maybe it wouldn't have been such a deal for me if I had Cathy's privileges but when you're the illegitimate daughter and the embarrassment your father tried for years to cover, I had no such privileges. 

"Thank you Luca." I squeaked with misty eyes. 

He turned to me with darkness in his gaze, "Don't thank me. You have no idea what sort of monster you're hatching into. After tonight there's no turning back." 

With a dress like this there was no way Damien could resist me tonight. 

Of course there was no fucking way in hell he was getting out of having sex with me. And marking me as his mate. 

I was going to make sure.