Clearing my throat, attempting to mask my nerves, I turned my attention to Nicholas, tapping my heels on the floor anxiously. "So, uh, what did you need to discuss?" His gaze landed on the gesture and I instinctively stopped. Well, I am also a human being. Mannerism just came out of my system without prior notice.
I gotta admit, leaving that castle was a huge relief. I sauntered out after what felt like an eternity. My dress and hair were all over the place. And those guards, they definitely heard something—they had that knowing look plastered on their faces. Frustration boiled inside me as I adjusted my dress and hair, attempting to regain some sense of composure while walking. But truth be told composure was the last thing I had in my mind. It was one of those moments when you wish you could just disappear, especially when you know the guards are well aware of the drama that unfolded inside. Finally getting into my car was like a sprint to freedom. I didn't waste a second. I hit the pedal hard, speeding away from that castle and straight to my cabin, desperate to put some distance between me and Nicholas. My butt was still burning and my panty rubbing on my center added to my frustration from how still sensitive I am. I can still feel his palm on me while his long thick fingers inside me
Walking closer to Nicholas, I crouched down in front of him, a playful pout forming on my lips."You know, manners matter," I teased, grinning impishly as I leaned in slightly closer. "If you want those cookies, you'll have to ask nicely. Say 'please,' and I might just whip them up for you."I couldn't help but chuckle at the look on Nicholas's face, his expression bordering on amused disbelief, as if he thought I was completely nuts. But then, to my utter surprise, he spoke softly."Please,"And it leaves me momentarily speechless. He just spoke to me gently, not those cold replies. My cheeks flushed as my heart started to race. Wow, here I am getting flustered at the bare minimum!I stammered, "Consider it a payment for your help," trying to mask the sudden rush of emotions.Feeling a bit flustered, I swiftly made my exit, hoping to distract myself. Rushing out of the room, I made my way into the kitchen, a smile crept across my face, and try as I might, I couldn't suppress it. The
"I just don't think it's a good idea," I replied, "I can provide you with money. You're my... mistress. If you need clothes or anything, just say it. I can get it for you. Name it.""If that's the case, why did you put me in that shabby cabin?" she fired back, her words hitting uncomfortably close to home.
FlorenceThe next morning, I found myself on the agenda of cooking, the ladle hovering above the pot as my thoughts wandered."Am I nuts?" I muttered to myself, setting the spoon down.Here I was, preparing food, getting excited about seeing Nicholas again, despite his clear words about putting me in this shabby house because he didn't want to see me.“It's just the mate bond”I mean, the rational part of me knew better than to invest emotions where they weren't reciprocated. Yet, there I was, inexplicably affected. I even stayed up late last night, unable to tear my gaze away from the picture I'd secretly taken of him.I knew I should feel anger, and resentment even, for the way he treated me at times, like I was nothing more than a stranger. I'd tell myself over and over that I should feel nothing, that his coldness should've turned my heart to ice. Logically, hating him would've made sense. But my heart? It was utterly clueless. I couldn't comprehend why I still felt something for
As we approached the field, the atmosphere seemed to shift. The landscape transformed into a picturesque sight—a vast expanse adorned with vibrant colors. The field itself was a breathtaking sight to behold. Rows upon rows of flowers swayed gently in the breeze, a mesmerizing display of colors—deep purples, vibrant yellows, and soft pinks—all harmoniously blending together. Benches were strategically placed around, inviting people to sit. At the front, a small stage stood proudly, hinting at the evening's entertainment. Tents dotted the area. Excitement danced in Sammy's eyes as she eagerly hopped out of the car, and I followed suit. She beamed, “Welcome to the Sunset Field!” I smiled at her, glancing around. As we walked further into the field, I noticed that quite a number of people had already settled in, finding their spots and waiting for the evening's performance. As we made our way deeper into the field, Sammy gently tugged my hand, “Let’s go at the front” guiding me towards
With my head full of thoughts, I accidentally bumped into someone. The middle-aged woman I collided with raised her voice. "Hey, watch where you're going! You should be more careful in a crowd like this!" she chastised sharply. "Sorry, I didn't mean to," I muttered weakly. I honestly have no energy. Feeling the weight of the crowd's stare, I hurried towards my car. But before I could reach it, someone's grasp tugged at my arm. If this continues, I swear, I might cry any minute now. I turned around to find Jake standing there, holding two ice creams in his hands. His casual attire and his trademark charming grin were in place. "Hey, I didn't expect to see you here," he remarked, looking genuinely surprised. I took a deep breath controlling my emotions, "Yeah, Sammy invited me," To my surprise, he handed me one of the ice creams. It was chocolate-flavored—my favorite. A flicker of surprise and a hint of warmth touched my heart at the unexpected gesture from Jake that mad
“What?! What nonsense is this again?” He snapped. I shrugged to hide the pain of his words, “What? Can't do that? If you badly want to kiss me…” I looked seriously into his eyes, “Leave Samantha, make me your Luna instead. That‘s my only rule out of the hundred you gave me” He didn't do anything except stare at me while I watched him heartbreakingly, knowing what he would choose. His jaw clenched as he took a deep breath, looking away from me. He ran his hands through his hair. “You really know how to play a game” he muttered, smirking annoyed. I force a smile to him, “Circumstances force me to” “Then so be it” he muttered and took a step towards me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me inside towards my bedroom. He only lets go of my hand when we are inside my bedroom. My heart was beating so fast. “I will do what you said. Now, take off your clothes” he ordered. I took a deep breath and unclenched my fist. That’s right. I plan to use him in the first place since he was