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CHAPTER 20: UNCOMFORTABLE QUESTIONS
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2026-10-14 01:42:31
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THE WORST REJECTION EVER. CHAPTER 20: UNCOMFORTABLE QUESTIONS
The air in the apartment shifts. The hunger that had us on the verge of mutual murder vanishes. Rain starts hitting the single window of the studio, creating a background noise that drowns out the tense silence in the room.Alistair crosses his arms over his chest. He's still bare from the waist up, but the cold doesn't seem to bother him. His gaze locks onto the center of the flipped coffee table the goons trashed earlier."Your father," he says suddenly, not phrasing it like a question. It's a direct statement.I drop my plate on the armrest of the sofa. The taste of butter turns to ash on my tongue. I hug my knees to my chest, putting a physical barrier between him and me."What about him?" I ask defensively."Those men mentioned a debt on his behalf. Ten thousand dollars is not an amount people in this neighborhood borrow to buy luxuries. What did he get mixed up in?"The first answer that pops into my head is to tell him to go to hell again. To tell him to stop poking around in m
THE WORST REJECTION EVER. CHAPTER 19: BUTTER-FRIED PRIDE
The sound vibrates through the splintered wood of the bathroom door. It’s a low, deep rumble, loaded with so much hostility it makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. The noise echoes in the tiny space like a tank engine revving up.I grip the wooden handle of the toilet plunger, squeezing my fingers until my knuckles turn white. His wolf finally lost its mind from the impact on the nose. He's definitely going to shred the hinges to force his way in and reclaim his territory.I yank the door open, raising my rubber-tipped makeshift weapon.Alistair isn't in an attack stance. He’s leaning against the hallway wall, less than three feet away. One hand is rubbing the bridge of his red nose, and the other is pressed firmly against his own abdomen. His face is a portrait of absolute humiliation, his eyes squeezed shut and his jaw clenched tight.Another rumble echoes through the air. This time, I clearly see the muscles of his stomach contract under his wet, bare skin.I lower the p
THE WORST REJECTION EVER. CHAPTER 18: AN OFFENDED ALPHA IS WORTH TWO
The two goons freeze. The color drains from their faces at comical speed. The butterfly knife slips from the skinny guy's trembling fingers and hits the floor with a pathetic clink.Alistair's eyes glow in the dim light. Liquid gold bleeds into the edges of his pupils."Pick up your garbage," Alistair orders the skinny guy, staring at the knife on the floor. "And get out. If I ever see your faces near this building again, I will tear your limbs off and let you drag yourselves back to your boss to deliver a message. Do you understand me?"Rino, the giant who was threatening to take my stuff a minute ago, is hyperventilating. Cold sweat shines on his forehead. He can't formulate a single word. Primal terror has dried his throat completely. He nods frantically.The skinny guy bends down with erratic, jerky movements, grabs the knife, crashes into Rino's shoulder, and they both bolt down the hallway. Tripping over their own feet, they practically throw themselves down the stairs in their
THE WORST REJECTION EVER. CHAPTER 17: BAD GUYS IN THE WRONG HALLWAY
The front door doesn't survive the fourth hit. The cheap lock gives out with a crunch of splintering wood, and the door flies open, bouncing hard against the hallway wall.Two guys stomp onto my vinyl floor, dragging the smell of stale tobacco, old sweat, and cheap aftershave in with them. My nostrils catch the absolute absence of pheromones, the total lack of dark pine or damp earth. They are human. One hundred percent human.The first one is massive, with a neck so thick it looks like a direct extension of his shoulders. He's wearing a beat-up leather jacket. The second one is skinnier, sporting a poorly done neck tattoo and flipping a butterfly knife between his fingers.The massive guy takes two steps in and delivers a brutal kick to my coffee table. The plywood cracks, the table flips, and my past-due electric bills, along with an empty plastic cup, go flying across the living room."Courtesy time is over, Violeta," the giant barks, stomping on one of the envelopes with his mud-c
THE WORST REJECTION EVER. CHAPTER 16: WATER LEAK AT THE WORST POSSIBLE TIME
Coexisting in such a cramped space brings out the worst in both of us almost immediately.I try to put the groceries away. Alistair tries to organize his mind. Since we're under a nine-foot leash, our orbits collide. If I take a step back to open the fridge door, I bump into his hip. If he leans over to check the ridiculous messages on his zero-signal phone, his shoulder brushes my arm. Every accidental contact sends tiny electric shocks across our skin.The atmosphere turns tense. The air gets heavy.I decide to ignore it. I grab a worn-out green sponge from the edge of the sink and turn on the faucet to wash the two dirty plates I left this morning.I twist the hot water knob. The faucet lets out a hoarse sound, like someone choking, followed by a spit of air."Fabulous," I mutter, twisting the knob a little more.The water shoots out with pressure, but I hear a metallic crunch right under the metal of the sink. A second later, a jet of cold water blasts my knees.I look down. The o
THE WORST REJECTION EVER. CHAPTER 15: WELCOME TO MY HUMBLE HOLE
The metallic clink of my keys echoing in the fourth-floor lock marks the end of our public transit torture. I shove the splintered wooden door with my shoulder, because the bottom hinge always sticks.Alistair walks in right behind me, carrying the plastic bags with thirty pounds of rice, beans, and tuna. Climbing four flights of stairs didn't alter his breathing a millimeter, but the look on his face screams he'd rather chew glass than step on my welcome mat.I step inside and flick the light switch. The fluorescent tube on the ceiling blinks twice, buzzes electrically, and finally illuminates my territory.Alistair freezes on the threshold. His designer shoes brush the edge of the cheap wood-imitation vinyl flooring. He scans the space with an almost painful slowness.My apartment is three hundred and twenty square feet in total. No hallways. No dividers, except for the thin bathroom door. To the left is the tiny kitchen with a worn-out Formica countertop. In the center, my hideous
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