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Living with the Enemy. 20. He belonged to me.
Sofia.I hate the new nanny. I've gone too far to have that bitch from nowhere to ruin it all for me and that's why I needed to keep sabotaging her just as I have been sabotaging a lot of them, especially the ones who seemed to have their eyes on the alpha.I didn't spend years in this pack tutoring some spoilt and arrogant kids despite having an MBA just to get sidelined like this. When I first saw Elena, she looked quite young, naive and dumb enough to be manipulated and pushed around. It looked like she won't be able to last very long in the pack anyways, non of the nannies ever did because they never got along with the kids. Never.She had only spent two days in the pack and she already had Diego wrapped around her fingers, and the fact that the alpha himself kept overlooking a lot of things from and about her was even more enraging. I mean, did that girl just dare to go in private to speak to the Alpha and did the alpha really just allowed her to manipulate him so easily like t
Living with the Enemy. 21. You like testing me.
Elena.I found myself in an empty room, except there was child who looked nothing like a child. She was wrapped so tightly inside a thin mattress that I could see only her feet and somehow... her right arm... which had become a knife from her elbow to the place her fingers should be. I ran to her, try to calm her, yet she wielded the knife in blind panic, unable to tell friend from foe. Someone pulled me away from the blade and instead, I find myself sitting on the end of a large bed. I had thought it empty, but soon there was a man inside it, tall and broad. I moved away to a chair, unsure of why I was there, yet I couldn't find a way to leave. The man spoke... sitting up in bed, he asked me to rub sunscreen into his upper back and shoulders. I refused. I told him to ask someone else to do it, there were lots of people in the room but they did not move.And then, I awake safe in my bed... wondering if I was the girl in the mattress, part human, part weapon, fighting the entire world
Living with the Enemy. 22. I am Deangelo Ferrari.
Deangelo.Holy shit. I am so fucking screwed. I’d been staring at my ceiling since I woke up this morning. I couldn't stop thinking about the yet another encounter with Elena. So many thoughts crashed through my mind. The things that we had done, the way she had stared at me in such intimate position and the things I wanted. I wanted to taste her, to see if she would be as delicious as she was in my dreams. I started this sex thing with Anna to curb this, to stop my over the top sexual urge, It should have been enough. I was sure that if I just had sex regularly with a female, the wanting would be over, and I’d finally have some peace. But here I was, in my bed, fucking throbbing like I haven’t come in weeks.This was just sick. What was I, sixteen? Even after what had just happened between us yesterday, I was hard. Again. And this time was even worse than the seven other times I had woken up this way. This time, It was like I knew what I was missing. Seven days and endless fantasi
Living with the Enemy. 23. Get out of my Room.
Elena.I remained on my bed as soon as I was back with Diego, I had gone to pick him up from his school and we were such good friends now such that everyone in the pack were shocked at our closeness. I've also noticed how much he spoke whenever he was free with me, about his school, his friends and everything he had done in school. He's such a bubbly and adorable little boy that I find myself so whipped by.As I lay on my bed, I couldn't help but think back to my encounter with the alpha a couple of days ago and how I had tried to avoid him or anything that had to do with his presence since then. But despite the avoidance with his presence, he didn't seem to leave my mind for a second. Even his smell seemed stuck to my nostrils. He smells good, like soap and cigars and testosterone, like a midnight walk in the woods.It made me remember how he had felt when I looked so scared of him in his study, something about my response and behaviour towards him had dissatisfied him so much that
Living with the Enemy. 24. Mia's Ballet Performance.
Elena.It had been two whole weeks since I was accepted into the Ferrari pack and I had been living amazingly okay with them without any issues.Yet.I had even grown so close to Camila and I've grown to understand in my little way about friendship and relationships with people. Camila had been nothing but nice to me, she gists me about everything and anything. She was like the sister and bestfriend I have always wanted but never got. Another thing I liked about her was how she never asked about my background or where I was from, it was almost as if she knew I didn't want to talk nor reminisce about that aspect of me at all. She was also responsible for the clothes I put on, she gave me clothes from time to time especially body hugging gowns claiming that I would look better in them just because I had a tinier waist.I had just returned from Diego's school where I had gone to bring him back home and I joined Camila and her mom in the lounge where they both sat, talking.The fact that
Living with the Enemy. 25. I didn't raise a Bully.
Elena.I moved closer as I gave Mia a once over. Her golden hair was in a ponytail. She was wearing a tule and the ballet shoes, all pink. and her skin was porcelain clear and she has the prettiest eyes. She’s actually very attractive underneath all her mean look. "I asked you girls a question, what do you think you are doing?!" I repeated as sternly as I could muster. "What's it to you? Who are you?" One of the girls questioned giving me an irritated look while I took my mask off."I am an adult who caught you use those hands on her just few seconds ago!" I snapped, visibly pissed."Well, adult... how about you mind your own business instead of you going around poking your nose into what you weren't invited to, uh?" Another girl said and it was then that I noticed that two of the girls were very identical in looks and everything. They were obviously twins. The only odd one out was the beautiful brown skin black haired one amongst them who also looked like she'd rather be anywhere
Living with the Enemy. 26. She reminds me of myself.
Elena.I had been running around, looking for Mia for over thirty minutes now and I still couldn't find her. After she ran out of her school due to what had happened with the twins and the Alpha, we were still yet to see her come back and I couldn't help but panic, hoping that she was perfectly okay and just hiding out somewhere.Black clouds began to sprawl across the sky, billowing in from the west. They drain colour from houses, trees and parked cars, leaving neighbourhoods tinted bronze in the dense light. The air grew heavy and the humidity pressed down, suffocating. The scent of rain was dark and heady.Soon, there was absolute stillness. No air stirred the grass or leaves. No clouds drifted in the sea of blue above. No water dripped or flowed. Not a sound could be heard either close at hand or in the far off distance. Even my own breath seemed to die as soon as it left my mouth. In the silence came a low crackle of thunder, rolling across rooftops to the pattering of tiny raindr
Living with the Enemy. 27. Being in a relationship.
Deangelo. After all that happened yesterday, I had not managed to get a word with both Mia and Elena. They ignored me like I was plague and even I now know that I was failing miserably at this parenting thing, and I feel as though the weight of the world was sitting heavily on my shoulders. I was finishing up some work and planning with Luca and Anna and just as I proceeded to go, Anna gets into my car with me, causing me to sigh. I winked at Luca to get down and come home with his car so I could have some time alone with her."Alpha, should we go to my place?" She said and I immediately shake my head, “I can’t tonight.” Her face fell. “Why not?” Here we go. I knew this was coming, I just knew that these females will always managed to get entangled into every little thing. “I’ve got things I need to do today. I need to get home.” I replied as I tried so hard not to snap at her.She knows me, she knew how thin my patience was, she knew how this was absolutely nothing and yet she wa
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