SCARLETTAs a stroke of lighting lights up the pavement followed by cackling thunder, I’m reminded of Ken’s warning about half an hour ago.“Go home, honey, it’s going to rain soon,” he’d told me when his uber arrived.Did I listen? No. And now I’m stuck in the rain right outside CTA’s gate and struggling to get a cab. It seems that all the cabs are full and I’m cursing myself for staying back late to arrange the new makeup products that arrived for Maeve. I’m still flailing my arms like a scorned woman to stop a cab when Alexander’s car drives out of the company’s humongous gates. Even though our eyes lock through the half lowered window of his sports’ car, he doesn't act like he knows me or cares in the slightest that I’m being drenched by the unforgiving rain. I roll my eyes when he drives by and continue trying to wave down a car.He's such a fucking pri—I halt my thoughts when I see his car reversing towards me. At first, I assure myself that he must’ve forgotten something in

LOGANHer type was the worst kind, no doubt. Anyone with a sixty sense or the equivalent could tell that she was the type of she-wolf that strategically clawed her way into people’s lives just for her personal gain. The type to act innocent and downtrodden just because she enjoys sympathy and ass-kissing. I knew that because of her defiant attitude when she was offered a settlement and how she went ahead to still play the pity card after meeting me. Only a pathetic and lazy person wouldn't understand that business wasn't personal, and she just happened to handed the short end of the stick.I’d tried my hardest to avoid her and every single thing she stood for, but of course, she had to waltz into my room uninvited and stumble on my true form.Immediately I set eyes on her, I was ridden with hatred and annoyance, so much that I didn't think twice before attacking her—it’d been far too long since I’d fed straight from a host’s veins and she deserved it anyways. What I hadn't expected

SCARLETT“Mhmm, I’m so drained,” Maeve sighed dramatically when we got back into her car.I peered up at her hopefully, “drained enough to send me home so you can go get some rest? I don’t mind taking the bus or an uber.” Her engine roared to life as her annoying chuckle floated through the car.“Oh, don't be silly girl, everyone knows that the answer to a drained body is some shopping to lift your spirits.”She quickly input the location of a shopping mall in the GPS and swerved into the next street without using her indicator.Not only was I being forced to go on a shopping spree, my precious life was also in danger.After about fifteen minutes of being tortured by listening to girly rap songs that made me want to rip off my ears, we finally pulled up at a glamorous mall that I’d never been to and Maeve excitedly led the way. The first store she dragged me into was no doubt a Gucci store, and my jaw was sweeping the floor as I looked at she prices of bags, shoes and clothes on the

SCARLETTA parched throat ruined the goodnight’s rest I was enjoying.After the hellish day I’d had with Maeve, closely followed by Alex’s assholery, I really needed a good twelve hours of sleep to regain my sanity. For a second, I contemplated changing out of the dress that stopped right below my ass and barely covered my tits, but I knew no one would be awake so I didn't bother.In the kitchen, I downed an entire glass in seconds. As I sighed satisfactorily, I heard an odd noise that made me halt.“Who’s there?” Radio silence.A window snapped shut and I almost jumped out of my skin before I felt the cold breeze. There was no one lurking, it was just the wind.“Off too bed, weirdo, you're starting to imagine things,” I told myself as I replaced the glass and made to exit the kitchen. “Give yourself more credit, Scarlet,” I heard the mockery in his tone loud and clear as his huge frame covered the entire kitchen door. “But of course, how could you give yourself any when you have a

SCARLETTI was fully dressed for work by 6am, mostly because I hadn't slept a blink after Alex’s punishment in the middle of the night.From 3am, when I returned to my room with sore thighs and a throbbing core, I’d been overwhelmed with a thousand emotions that were tearing my guts apart. Most notable among those emotions were shame and insatiable desire.There was no denying how exhilarating and immensely pleasurable Alex’s torture was, in fact, I dare say it’s the best way a man has ever touched me. And those orgasms that turned my brain to mush? I’d never experienced that with anyone. Never.So of course, a part of me craved more of it, despite knowing how awfully wrong and shameful it was. I stayed up fighting off that insane desire for a man that berated me so harshly, but to no avail.Now, it was a few minutes after 8am, and the object of my sleepless night had just waltzed out of the house fully suited and looking like a literal snack—a forbidden one, the sweetest kind. After