บททั้งหมดของ Accidentally Claimed : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

RUBYI liked my life because I could blend in perfectly with my surroundings, classmates and teachers barely noticed me unless they needed an answer to a problem. I am not ugly but not stunningly beautiful either at least, I believe I'm fairly average in the looks department if I do say so myself. Years of being ignored had convinced me that I'm forgettable, and that's okay. It just gives me more time to focus on my studies.Whitney Evans, my one and only friend, is my complete opposite and everything I wish I could be. With her wavy blonde hair, beautiful long legs and pretty clothes, she's the closest thing I have to competition. We're both constantly racing for the top marks and our rivalry is half-friendly, half-cutthroat, but it was all I had. Parties, dances, and dates belong to other girls.Years ago, Whitney dared me to dress up for school. It took a lot of persuading, but I finally worked up the courage to try. I thought I looked great and left the house smiling at my reflect

RUBYThe elevator doors slid open with a soft chime, spilling us into the private penthouse suite. My head was spinning, but I was determined, it was now or never. I glanced at the man beside me. He wore a serious look and for a minute, I wasn't sure if he was just guiding me to a resting area or shared the same thoughts as I do. I hope he wouldn't change his mind once he realized how inexperienced I was.​My nerves were starting to fail me. I wished I had more wine. I leaned into the man and before he could take a single step, my hands clutched his shirt as if I needed him to breathe and pressed my lips pressed against his cheeks which then turn into a full blown kiss. This kiss was messy and urgent, a low groan escaped his chest. I could feel him stiffening. Whitney said to have fun, and I intend to do just that even if I end up regretting my choice tomorrow.The kiss, if he was paying any attention, he would notice my inexperience but he kissed me back, deepening it. As we moved to

The taxi soon got her home and she got out to walk the rest of the way to her doorstep. Her heels clicked hurriedly against the pavement as she rushed through the streets, her face still flushed and her hair a mess from the night before. She kept tugging her dress lower, her eyes darting to anyone who passed like they could see right through her, and see what she had done.By the time she reached the door, it swung open before she could even fish her keys out.“Where the hell have you been?!” Whitney’s voice rang out, sharp and panicked.Ruby froze in the doorway, guilt plastered across her face. Whitney stood there barefoot, her hair wild, her robe thrown hastily on. Clearly, she hadn’t slept all night.“I thought you’d been kidnapped!” Whitney’s voice cracked as she grabbed Ruby’s wrist, pulling her inside. “Wait," she stopped, eyes narrowing as they swept over Ruby’s disheveled look. “Oh my God.” she squealed, grabbing Ruby’s arm before she could protest. “You did it, didn’t you? D

Ethan kissed her until her lips were swollen, until she felt dizzy and was trembling against him. Then he pulled back just enough to look at her, his eyes nearly black with desire. Ruby thought he would take her right there, but instead his hands slid slowly down her thighs, parting them with deliberate care.Her breath caught, her eyes widening as he sank to his knees in front of her. “W..wait…” she whispered, not sure if it was a plea to stop or to go on.He looked up at her through his lashes, a wicked smirk tugging at his lips. “Shh,” he rasped, his voice rough with restraint. “Let me taste you.”Before she could react, he hooked her knees over his shoulders and dragged her to the very edge of the desk. Ruby’s hands scrambled for something to hold on to, finally gripping the edge behind her as he pushed her dress up, and slowly but deliberately got rid of her underwear, baring her to his hungry gaze.The first swipe of his tongue made her choke on a gasp, her head tipping back. “O

ETHAN​We lay in contentment, the only sound in the small room behind my office being the echo of our breath. A sense of absolute tranquility washed over me, until she spoke about the mark. I had no idea she would even notice it, being human and all.​"It will stop pulsing from now on," I assured her firmly. But she gazed at me with curiosity, her beautiful eyes full of questions, questions I wasn't sure I could answer, at least not yet. From our little interaction, I could tell she had no idea about our existence, and I'm terrified of losing her, not many humans can handle the truth of our existence.I need time, time to slowly reveal it to her without frightening her too much. But first, I want to build a relationship with her, one she would not easily cast me aside when she eventually finds out the truth.“What do you mean?” she asked playfully, but all I could do was kiss her forehead, then the mark. It was simpler to distract her than face her probing questions.Inwardly, guilt c