Love Making

{ Elliot }

I'm undressing to finally feel free and comfortable when my phone starts vibrating.

It's Alpha Monroe.

"Yes?"

"Hi, Elliot. First of all, happy birthday. I hope you're having a good time."

"Oh, thank you, Sir. I am."

"Perfect, I'm glad. Now, why the fuck did you take my daughter to Las Vegas without asking for my permission?" he asks, finishing in a completely angry voice, "Don't you know she can't leave camp? She still has around 700 hours to serve. Her leaving Council territory could be considered a felony, this looks like she's on the run."

"Oh... oh, hell, I had no idea," I start sweating, "Anyone knows about this?"

"Not yet. And they won’t know as long as Jacob keeps his mouth shut,” he mutters, and I squeeze my eyes shut because, of course, just the day Angelique makes him cry is when we need him happy, "Luckily, he just called me to complain about Angelique being rude. His mind is too busy with that to remember that she can't leave camp. Anyway, I need to talk to my