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Deangelo.I watched as the young redhead stripped naked in my bathroom. My room had a CCTV everywhere and that included the bathroom, although I was the only one entitled to watching whatever happens in it. Her slim, long legs were the color of ivory. Her slim hips curved out, her waist dipped in, and her high breasts jutted out again. Her delicate nipples were the color of pomegranates. She was very feminine, with a slim hourglass figure.I know that I seemed like a creep and a pervert but I couldn't care less, I had seen it all yesterday afterall and she was way too mesmerizing to look away from.Her mass of red hair had been secured up and I watched her step into the bathtub filled with water as I had previously instructed Jane, her elderly cleaner to do. She sighed as the water pooled around her legs, bottom and waist. She settled into the warm water in deep appreciation for the solitude. She picked up the tender sponge that had been placed somewhere on the tub and proceeded to m
Living with the Enemy. 8. Pure Unadulterated Lust.
Elena.His eyes moved away from mine but only because he was looking at my body. I saw his gaze travel down to my waist, hips, and then my legs. My body started to warm up under his scrutinizing stare. His eyes stayed there for a few seconds before he moved back to my face. The look that he gave me made me stagger back a step. At my reaction, his lips tilted upward slightly into a small smirk that was hard to see. But it was there. That devilish smirk. Sexy devilish smirk. I shook my head and closed my eyes quickly as I tried to get myself under control. It was impossible. Without even trying, Deangelo Ferrari had successfully taken over my mind. Opening my eyes, I stared into his. He gave me the same look as before, clearly not trying to hide what he wanted. Pure unadulterated lust. His eyes were filled with desire and hunger. His sexual innuendos mystified me, I couldn't help but hope that he doesn't ask me to do horrific things like warm his bed while he gives me shelter and protec
Living with the Enemy. 9. Such a Bad Dad.
Deangelo.As soon as my kids trooped in, I couldn’t help but immediately notice how a little part of my eldest was torn and dirty, Mia is a very neat and organised teenager, she doesn't even let her brother into her room for any reason at all, so this was something that actually stands out for her."Mia, why is your sleeve that dirty? Torn even? Are you five?" I scolded instead of asking politely and showing concern like I normally would before... well... before we fell out with eachother. Here's what I mean, Mia used to be a daddy's girl with me, we'd have fun, I'd protect her and she'd tell me everything that she couldn't even tell her mom but it all went south when Jules, my wife died. She became so cranky and it has even gotten worse since she celebrated her thirteenth birthday last year, it was almost like she got initiated into the typical teenage crankiness. And she hated every single thing I did, nothing I do goes well with her, it's almost like she has it in for me. Honestly
Living with the Enemy. 10. Meeting the Pack.
Elena.I tried to look anywhere else but in the eyes of the people in the large room with me. It was awkward, a very awkward situation to be caught in, especially when the cause of misunderstanding is you.The little boy whose name I've learnt was Diego soon left too in the same manner as his sister, but it was obvious that he was just imitating his big sister. It made me smile.Deangelo sighed before speaking, "uh... Sofia?" He called out."Yes, Alpha." "Show Elena around, let her know the rules and introduce her to everyone. Also, allocate the empty room right next to mine on the third floor to her, I need to keep my eyes on her myself." He said and just the fact that I knew that he would be keeping his eyes on me made me shiver, I couldn't afford any slip up at all.But it seemed like Sofia didn't agree to his choice as she proceeded to counter him, much to my happiness, "Uh... sir... there's an empty room right next to the kids rooms sir, the same one the previous nannies used? I
Living with the Enemy. 11. A Kid with a Temper.
Elena.The eldest eyed me profusely, almost as if she had her way, she'd chase me as faraway as possible, probably feed me to wild animals even.I began to look around instead, her room was like a wonderland for comic driven recluses. The walls were a deep red that pulsed in the light, sprinkled with various posters, mostly of strange Japanese cartoon shows. I doubted she could read whatever was written on the poster. Her comforter was pulled over her bed, even though she hadn't cleaned it. The result was lumps of varying sizes and shapes and the comforter was weighed down by her laptop. A desk sat in one corner, littered with wadded up pieces of paper and pens. A few shelves were pushed against the walls and filled with books. Some books sat on the floor in front of the shelves."Are you going to keep looking around my room like a fugitive or some spy or are you actually going to speak like a normal person? I mean even if you have nothing to say, you could just simply leave instead of
Living with the Enemy. 12. You don't need the Temptation.
Deangelo.As soon as they both left, I spoke up, "What's up with the Amato pack, did they get the memo that we left?" "They sure did, Alpha but is that really the bone of contention right now though?" Luca asked giving me a suspicious look that I didn't like.Luca and I have a kind of relationship that most members of my pack never understand, much more strangers. We have a boss-subordinate relationship yet we are best of friends. There is little to nothing that Luca doesn't know about me and I am sure that I could say the same about him too. He never left my side, not once, not ever, so even though he gives me the alpha respect that is expected from him, he's also one of the people who can turn around and speak sense into me in what other people may term disrespectful. "What do you mean, what else can be more important than anything that has to do with the Amato pack?" I asked as I poured some whiskey in two glasses, Luca took one from my hand and sipped slowly. We both stared at e
Living with the Enemy. 13. Snooping Around the Lion's Den.
Elena.It's daylight, bright, like a day for the beach but he is coming. He is coming and I can't stop him, I can't. I sent him money, all that I've made, and extra, I have begged him to simply let me go, to just leave me be, to forget that I ever existed, still he hunts me down these alleyways calling my name as if he were my friend - but in his hands is a knife and he means to twist it in my guts when he gets close. I have been running in scattered way, run and hide, rinse, repeat. Now my heart beats like it means to explode and my mind is a scattered mess. Then before I know it, I'm out in the open, running down the street like the devil himself is in pursuit. Only it's worse, my chaser is flesh and blood and means to send me straight to hell just the same. He's raging, malicious and he takes twisted delight in my fear. I should not have ran away, maybe I had no right to think I could ever escape him. He makes it seem like I should never have even gotten away from him, like he wa
Living with the Enemy. 14. The Choice is yours.
Elena.I don’t know how he managed to be that loud when he was supposed to keep his voice down since it's practically midnight and he could wake people up but then, I got the hunch that these rooms might actually be sound proofed so he didn't need to take that into consideration. Well... of course, they're sound proofed. This is an expensive house, no such house will lack that. His arm was stretched out wide, strangling the curtain with his grip, and for a few moments, I looked down and then I get sidetracked by the fact that he was not wearing anything. Again. He was naked. Naked. “Oh my God!” I squeaked, clenching my eyes shut. “Why are you in here?" “Oh my God. Oh my God,” I chanted, trying to dissolve into the tiles my spine was stuck to. “You’re naked. I thought you at least had your boxers on.” “What the fuck. Are you doing in my bathroom, Elena?” he growled, this time slowly. “Why do you always walk around naked? Do you sleep naked?” I asked instead, even though I was s
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