SCARLETTLike a whirlwind, the memories of the night before spun into a violent ball and slammed into me as soon as I woke up.I didn’t even get a single breather before I felt an indescribable wave of shame enveloping me from head to toe. I shut my eyes tightly and tried to fight off the scenes replaying in my head, most especially the ones where I’d been begging and crying for more like an unhinged, desperate whore.I looked down at my ripped nightdress and the scars scattered across my body, and I ended up tumbling from the bed frantically.What horrible insatiable beast had I become!?My heart was suddenly beating like crazy and drums were going off in my head. I’d never seen shame turn into panic, but I was currently experiencing it and it felt like hell.As though I wasn’t in enough of a shit hole, my wolf started to frantically pull at my insides and throw me deeper into the spiral than I thought possible. I knew that my wolf’s erratic behavior could be calmed by a run, but my
SCARLETTThe obnoxious ringing tone I’d allotted to my mother specially rang out loudly just as I walked through the doors of CTO. I mentally prepared myself for whatever damage she was bound to do to my day before I swiped the answer button and pressed the phone to my ear.“Hi sweetie!” she sounded a little hazy, like she was floating on a wine induced high,”how’re you doing? good? great? fantastic?” a giggle punctuated her questions.“I’m doing fine, you?” I found a seat in the lobby because mom was bound to take up a good chunk of my time.“Never been better honey, we just arrived in our third country, the Netherlands! I wish I could show you the gorgeous honeymoon suite your dad got us,” I cringed at her referring to Mr.Vaughn as my dad so lightly.“We’re going to have magical nights in here,” she said in a suggestive tone when I didn’t answer.“Eww, mom, too much information,” I groaned.“Eww all you want honey, but I’m living my dreams now and I feel like I’m on top of the world
SCARLETTAbsentmindedly, I took down a customer’s coffee and pastry order and passed it to the chef’s assistant before letting my mind drift back to the one thought that’d been on a loop in my head.It’s been a little over a week, yet, Ken’s death hasn’t stopped weighing on my fragile heart.No matter how much I thought of it, Ken’s punishment wasn’t worth his offense. In fact, no one should be that quick to kill anyone else, not even a powerful hybrid that thinks he can strut around with the world in his palms.It’s baffling and frankly unnerving that he would kill a man over gossip that died out in hours.But at the same time, it made sense that he’d be capable of doing something like that and seeing no wrong in it. Besides, he’d ruined hundreds of lives when he closed down countless businesses and didn’t feel a tad bit apologetic about it.That bastard ruined my life and acted like it was a normal day in the office and I’d overreacted about it.Well, good riddance to bad rubbish. N
SCARLETTThey shouldn’t be, but my eyes are glued to Alex’s body. Every enticing inch of him seems to be appealing to a side of me that’s much stronger than my sanity.He has the body of a god, every inch of him sculpted to perfection, jaw-dropping perfection to be exact.Any normal person, any person whose brain was screwed on correctly would turn around and leave before he notices, but apparently I’m abnormal. Because I don’t move, I just drool over how his muscles flex beautifully as he runs a strong hand through his luscious hair.Christ, he’s fucking hot. So hot that every part of my body has been set aflame.Suddenly, he turned around and my eyes traveled to his humongous dick first, and I felt a tingle in my core begging to feel every inch of it. I bet he’d stretch me wonderful lengths beyond my imagination if he was inside me.“You know, you must be really desperate in your gold digging ploy,” his voice made my eyes snap to his face, “seeing as you followed me outside just to
SCARLETTShame flooded my entire being in an unforgiving way as I changed to fresh clothes in the cabin.I felt like there was a stench of the godforsaken act I’d just engaged in hovering and clinging to every inch of my skin as I hurried out of the cabin and into the house. I practically ran up the stairs as several voices in my head pointed accusing fingers at me.Immediately I was in the privacy of my room, I slammed the door shut, peeled my clothes off quickly and stormed into the bathroom.I turned on the shower to the hottest temperature and used all my might to scrub off the shame lingering all over me. No matter how much I tried, it seemed impossible to wash off the fact that I’d let my step-brother fuck the living daylight out of me at seven fucking a.m and I’d enjoyed every single moment of it.Again, I scrubbed and scrubbed until my skin was sore, but the memories were too fresh and I kept failing to get rid of the shame snowballing in my head.My alarm went off signifying
LOGANAll the questionable, merciless, and distasteful things I’d done over the years had never left me feeling guilty. Not one act had stirred guilt or pity in me, no matter how many people it’d affected because I saw the world through morally gray lenses that no one could clean up.Well, until over a week ago when I ravaged that whore’s body until my erection felt hard enough to poke a hole in my pants.Fucking hell.What on earth possessed me to touch her? All I’d gone there to do was feed on her—for my satisfaction, since she had mindlessly amazing blood—and make her scream in pain the entire time.You thought that was a good plan despite knowing she was a blood whore? the guilt gnawing at my insides mocked me.Of course, it was a foolish plan from the get-go, but I’d tried my hardest to cause her real pain when I realized that feeding from her neck wasn't enough. However, she seemed to be made from something the gods forged in the pits of doom because as the pain intensified, so
SCARLETT“This doesn't affect your pay per hour, missy,” Blake said while locking up the Cafe.I charged in defense. “Who says I was worried about that? You're the best boss ever, I’m sure you've got us covered.”He laughed as he walked towards his car.“Well, I peeked at you through the corner of my eye while locking up and I thought that's the reason you had a frown on,” he opened the passenger’s door for me as usual.Oh, that frown.That was the result of bubbles of nervousness in the pit of my stomach. The moxie fundraiser was today and I had no idea what to wear, I also felt like I’d stick out like a sore thumb in the midst of the filthy rich people attending.“Well, what was the frown for?” Blake probed as he started the engine.“I’m just a bit nervous about tonight, that's all,” I said playfully but I knew he could pick up on the hints that it wasn't a joke.“Put your mind at ease love, I promise to make sure everything’s just right,” he assured me.***And man, did Blake alway
SCARLETTBlake’s arm remained roped through mine when we finally made it past the sea of paparazzi and into the main hall.The live streaming shows I’d watched of the Moxie fundraiser did it no justice. It was the same venue every year, but some of the places I’d just spotted have never been shown on camera, the entire place was exquisite and flowing with rich people and celebrities I’d never dreamed of seeing this close.“Blake Vaughn? Who would’ve thought!” A woman in her thirties that could pass as a teenager because of her skimpy dress greeted Blake, ogling him openly.“Mrs. Chauncey, what a lovely surprise,” he shook her hand then turned to me, “this is Scarlett, a new addition to our family and my esteemed date for the night.”I reached out to shake her and she scrutinized me with a razor gaze while only shaking the tip of my red manicured nails.She talked Blake’s ear off, touching his chest at intervals and laughing like he was a stage clown when he barely said anything funny.