Ch. 231..240

Chapter 231

Ann was just stepping out of her sedan, giggling while reading something off her phone when she suddenly caught someone’s gaze on her.

Glancing up, her eyes widened when she realized she really wasn’t alone at the car park.

Max was standing there, one hand holding bags of Chinese food while the other, a dog leash holding back bubblegum from leaping into her arms.

"I didn’t expect we’d arrived at the same time, you’re usually the one who wonders where I am at an event or vice versa." Max explained as he pushed his weight from where he placed his shoulders against his BMW.

"You sound pretty proud saying that as a manager." She sneeringly said as she casually leaned down to ruffle the puppy’s fur, gushing when the puppy licked her fingers and face.

Max shook his head as he dropped the leash, letting Bubblegum hop into her arms while barking.

"What’s that bubblegum? Max wanted to make dog stew out of you? Well now you’re here with me, we’ll make stew of him instead," She giggled as she rubbed its ears. "What do you think? Max stew. Yum. Yum. Right?"

Max cocked a brow.

"I can’t tell who’s the dog now."

She chuckled.

"What do are you doing you anyways? Come to see your crush, Maddy Belle?"

Max ignored her and began walking away, one hand in his pocket, the other still holding onto the bags on Chinese food.

"Hey. Wait up." Ann got up from the ground, Bubblegum panting adorably in her arms as she chased after him while he only kept walking away, still putting a measurebale distance between them with only his long strides.

Max was really tall, and by tall, Ann passed a few inches from his waist and that was it, even with heels, she barely reached his chest.

Seeing them from afar, you’d think a father was trying to get away from his annoying daughter who was adamant to catch him.

"Seriously Max" She panted, resisting the urge to drop her hands to her knees and rest for a while. "You think everyone’s got the same daddy-long-legs as you do?"

"Talia likes hot pot, right? Because that’s what I got her." He suddenly asked, glancing at something on his phone, keeping his chin slightly lowered so he could glance up at anytime.

Ann absentmindedly smiled as bubblegum barked in her arms as if ’hot pot’ was a word she could understand.

But the smile suddenly froze on her face, before she slowly glanced up.

"Talia? You got hot pot for her?"

He stopped in his tracks and she instinctively went around to barr his way with her small frame.

Furrowing his thick black brows, his black eyes bore holes into her face.

"Well, I got all the Chinese food I could get my hands on. I thought she loved hot pot though."

"Why are you getting Chinese food for Talia? What’s the occasion?" She pouted as she asked, moving left, thus barring his way when he tried to side step her.

"Are you f**king kidding me right now? I said I’d bring Chinese food for celebration at Talia’s suite this time this evening. Did you two forget. I literally said this after making you schedule our meeting for tomorrow."

Ann’s jaw dropped.

How could she have forgotten!!!

And she was sure Talia had too.

She thought the two of them were going to stay up for movie night along with Jephthah, but they f**king forgot about Max, and he was literally minutes away from finding out about Talia’s boyfriend.

"Well F**k." She mumbled, not realizing when he side stepped her.

"Um... wait!" She ran towards him, barring his way again.

"Jesus Christ. What is it Ann?" There was a vein popping at the side of his head already.

Ann tried to chuckle which ended up shaky since she was nervous. She didn’t think she’d be this nervous in her entire life!

"W- What if she’s sleeping and doesn’t want to be disturbed? I mean... she’s had such a loooong day (Emphasis on the ’o’), and she must have been knocked out already."

Max softly chuckled. It was full of mirth and humor before he slowly turned his phone, highlighting her face with the glow from his screen.

"She was online on discord like three minutes ago. The only place Talia’s sleeping right now is on social media. That girl is a walking vampire. She could even be a werewolf," he pushed his phone into his pocket. "Have you seen that girl snap a pencil?"

Ann blinked.

"I can snap a pencil. You can. Everyone can."

"No.. you don’t understand. She made it look really easy... like I said, you wouldn’t understand. Now. Get out of my way," He side stepped her again. "Thank you very much."

Ann fugitively chewed on her nails as she thought of what to do.

Right! Call her!

She pulled out her phone, not realizing she was pacing about the empty car park like a worried father waiting for his wife to deliver a child.

It rang and rang and rang, but she didn’t pick.

"Arrgh!!! Talia, the one time you had to pick up. The one f*"king time!!"

’I thought Max confirmed she was online a few minutes ago, she couldn’t have slept off that fast or did she put her phone on DO NOT DISTURB again?’

However in the suite, right beside the phone, Talia was straddled over Jephthah, her mouth focused on his, deep In a steamy kiss, hands unbuttoning his shirt like a prowling tigeress.

"Sh*t" Ann cursed when she realized Max had gone ahead of her. Holding a bit tightly onto bubblegum, she ran after him, only pausing, one hand to her knees as she caught her breath.

Max approached her after having a word with the receptionist and filling out visitation forms for the two of them.

"Hey. What’s this I hear about Talia and a personal guard of hers..."

"Uh... um.." She felt her throat run dry of saliva as she met with his piecing gaze.

"Talia better not be with any f**cking c*ck owner up there or I’ma kill her."

Ann nervously chuckled.

"No you won’t... "

But on seeing the dark look in his eyes, her smile faltered, but before she could protest, he had already bounded up the stairs in his long strides, leaving her speechless and frustrated.

"Max... wait... "

But as usual, he didn’t listen to her. It looked like he was hell-bent on getting there quickly and unexpectedly, probably to catch them doing ’it’.

"I’m sorry Talia." She groaned as she ran upstairs and bit her lips nervously as she followed Max from behind.

Maddy Belle, heading to her room after a session at the spa in the hotel, spotted the two heading her way, and a smirk spread across her lips on seeing Max.

"Max darling... you look so mad. What’s... "

He raised a hand and brushed past her like she was just air.

"Save it." He snapped.

Maddy Belle’s smile dropped and just when she was about to regain composure, Ann by passed her with a small puppy barking in her direction.

Her tongue peeked out from her lips; like she was mocking her, before she ran off to meet up with Max.

Growling silently, she rolled her eyes and headed back to her room.

As Max knocked furiously on the door with furrowed brows, Ann stood beside him, hoping someway or the other, Talia must have remembered Max was coming over.

But on seeing the T-shirt she had on when she opened the door, coupled with the hazy, confused expression on her face and the slightly swollen lips, Ann face palmed herself.

"That’s some pretty big T-shirt you have on there Talia." Max said as he walked in uninvited, not letting her say a word.

"What the f*ck." Talia mouthed to Ann who walked in last, shutting the door behind her.

"I tried calling you." Ann mouthed back.

"I asked you a question." Max darkly said, turning to her.

Talia folded her arms and raised a brow with a slightly tilted head.

"What? A girl can’t wear big T-shirts to bed again?"

"Okay fine. I don’t mind seeing you half naked and Ann doesn’t, but what about that uh... personal guard of yours. I’m sure he has a problem seeing a woman of such status and incomparable beauty walking around with only a f**king T-shirt on!!!"

Talia swallowed and exchanged glances with Ann.

"I’m so sorry." Ann mouthed behind Max.

Bubblegum barked.

"Hey babe, who was... " Jephthah suddenly stepped out of the kitchen, into the living room, and the two women face palmed themselves on seeing him there looking Incredulously hot in a plain T-shirt, joggers and cupping the Ice cream bucket to his chest while digging his spoon inside.

Ann felt her nose bleed as a silly smile spread across her face.

Ara Ara.

Max suddenly smiled, slowly dropping the bag of chinese goodness onto the couch before approaching Jephthah, slowly clapping.

"Max.... " Talia suddenly spoke up with a sigh while Jephthah’s expression grew from shocked to confusion.

"Oh Hell No... " Max snapped out. "You have got to be joking, right?"

"Just listen." Talia spoke up.

"What’s going on?" Jephthah spike up, furrowing "Who are you?"

"Jephthah he..."

Max cut in before Talia could finish.

"Who are 𝑦𝑜𝑢?"

"I’m her boyfriend." As he replied, the two girls panicked while Max smiled.

 

Chapter 232:

"Max... " Talia moved so that she was in-between the two men, facing her manager with a stern gaze.

"Let’s go outside and talk."

"Talk?" Max chuckled before rolling his eyes which narrowed to slits

"I think you’ve had your chance, Talia."

"What’s going on?" Talia froze when she felt Jephthah close to her.

"He doesn’t even know. Poor kid." Max mumbled as he turned away to sit on the couch, casually pulling out the things he bought.

"Know what?" Jephthah dropped the ice-cream before coming to stand Infront of her. To him now, it was just him and her sorting out their differences. Why was Talia hiding something from him?

Talia bit down on her lips worriedly, forcing herself to meet his eyes, but she just couldn’t.

"You’re not supposed to be here." She whispered, eyes cast down to the ground, her nails fumbling against each other.

His pupils dilated as he stared down at her.

"What?"

"You were putting your entire career, your life, your reputation in juvenile by letting him stay here. How could you be so careless Talia?" Max berated from behind. He turned to Ann who had a depressing expression on her face as she stared at the whole ordeal.

"You knew about this, and as her assistant you should have made this known to her. You did her no good by helping her hide this. It was immature and careless of you. I guessed I should have never expected more from you."

Ann lowered her head.

"I’m sorry Boss."

Talia eyes teared up seeing Ann also taking the blame for this, but Jephthah was confused. More confused than he had ever been in his life.

Sighing, she held onto his hand.

"My modelling agency doesn’t support us models dating or having any sexual relationship during the time we’re still contracted with them," It looked he was about to say something when she continued. "I wanted to tell you, but... "

Jephthah stepped back, and Talia felt her heart crush and disipate into nothing on seeing the hurt look in his eyes.

"Je... "

"How could you? You were willing to jeopardize you entire career, your dreams... just so we could spend time together. Was it worth it?"

Realization flashed in her eyes on hearing his question.

"Was it worth it??? Yes Jephthah! Every single second spent with you is f**king worth it. I don’t care what happens if I loose my career. Is it a crime to want to be with you every single day... without letting you out of my sight?"

Max choked on his food, but said nothing, casually reaching out for a bottle of water.

Jephthah suddenly chuckled before turning away from her, raking his hand through his hair while Talia stood there, panting, watching his every move.

"Ann."

Ann suddenly glanced up.

"Where’s the nearest hotel around here?"

Ann’s eyes grew wide on hearing his question, and it grew wider on seeing the hurt look that flashed across Talia’s eyes on realization.

"Just a few miles away." She stammered.

Jephthah nodded before turning to Talia who had tears in her eyes.

"Well, I can’t leave Paris like I earlier intended to. I’ve got a few weeks here before I leave and I came here for a vacation. I didn’t come here to sabotage my girlfriend’s career," He didn’t let her say a word, and it didn’t look like she was willing to. It was more like she was holding back her tears from rolling down her cheeks.

"You know why I’m mad at you right now? It’s not because I get to stay in another hotel miles away from yours.. no Talia. I perfectly understand that there are rules which have to be kept no matter how ridiculous or absurd they are. It’s because you hid this from me. And I had to find out because someone else made you open up to me. I based our relationship on trust. How can I trust you when you keep things away from me?"

Max felt the conversation was getting a bit personal, so he decided to lead himself out.

"Ann, we’re leaving."

"Huh?"

His eyes darkened and she gulped under his glare.

"We. Are. Leaving." He turned to the couple who had their eyes in a heated staring contest. "He can stay the night here, but this will be he last time he would step foot in this suite. I’m sorry.. uh.. Mr. Jephthah, but I hope you understand. I’m glad we’ve come to an understanding and you’re willing to at least stay in another hotel, but rest assured Talia would be given the appropriate punishments for breaking the rules."

"Max... " Ann spoke up.

"Don’t think you’re off the hook either." He snapped at her and she kept mute.

"Ann will be here to take you to the hotel tomorrow, and I apologize, but I would be the one to decide when Talia has to come to see you or when you two can meet. For the sake of your identity reveal and her career, you two won’t have to see each other very often."

With that, he leaves while Ann meekly followed from behind, shutting the door.

Talia raised a brow and folded her brows.

"Are you talking about hiding things from each other now? What? You haven’t hidden things from me?" She stepped close to him, and he glanced down to her small frame, hearing his own heart pound hard in the confinement of his chest as she got closer. "You aren’t hiding things from me right now?"

He tried to look away, but she cupped his face and made him look at her.

"Look me in the eyes and tell me you aren’t."

Jephthah pulled away from her grip before grabbing her wrist, spinning her so that she was pinned against the couch, his huge frame towering over her, his knees in between her legs.

Bubblegum barked softly and began running round the couch with her short legs, tongue out and she panted.

"When did this become about me?"

"Ever since you brought this up... about hiding things from each other. It’s not like I wasn’t going to tell you."

"If your manager hadn’t made you talk, you wouldn’t have told me this. Do you know how I would have felt when your career must have been ruined because of me."

She didn’t say anything else.

"That’s what I thought."

He starts leaving, and Talia sat up, panting slightly.

"Where are you going? We aren’t done talking yet!"

"I’m going to pack up my things," He missed the hurt expression in her eyes. "There’s nothing else to talk about."

As he approached the bed, his suitcase in his hand, Talia ran into the room.

Standing at the door, cuddling Bubblegum, she watched him open his suitcase before piling in clothes and other things he brought with him.

Suddenly Jephthah notices familiar medicine tablets on the drawer and picked them up with a scrutinizing expression.

"John asked that I get them for you at the pharmacy," She carefully explained, noting the anxious look in his eyes as he put them away; into his bag.

"Thanks."

After that, there was silence, only the sounds of clothes being folded and kept inside a bag while Bubblegum softly panted

Feeling as though Jephthah wasn’t planning on talking to her again, she went off to the living room to share her hot pot with Bubblegum who slept off after she did.

She was lying there, curled on the couch, snoring softly with Bubblegum in her arms.

This was the scene Jephthah met when he arrived in the living room.

Sighing softly, he took the left overs back to the fridge, close the lid over the melted ice cream and put it in the freezer and threw the other stuffs out before dimming the lights in the house, shutting the windows and turning on the air conditioner.

Cautiously, he reached out to take Bubblegum before carrying her to occupy the small rolled up blankets which Talia had prepared in her kennel.

After ensuring she was sleeping alright, he went back to check on Talia.

Lifting her off the couch like she was a light feather, he moved her into the room, shutting the door with his leg before calmly dropping her down, slipping his legs into the blankets with her to pull her into an embrace.

"I’ll miss you." Talia whispered and his heart failed on hearing the crack in her voice.

He could honestly understand what she meant because he felt worse when he heard they wouldn’t be able to see each other very often, but it was better than putting her career at risk like this.

And he was mad at himself. He accused her of hiding things from him when he was doing just the same.

Sighing softly, he pushed a strand of hair back; behind her ear, before kissing her cheek, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Talia subconsciously moved her head and their lips collided before she unexpectedly pushed her tongue in, catching him off guard.

But soon enough, he shut his eyes once more, groaning as he deepened the kiss, inching closer and closer to her until he could feel how hot she was down there.

She muttered something and he pulled away.

"What did you say?"

Talia opened her eyes which gleamed in the dark as she sprawled her hands over his chest.

"Bubblegum."

"She’s asleep." He reached down to nuzzle her ear with his lips. "... Just like you should be too."

"This will be your last night here. Let’s make it worthwhile." She murmured.

There was unfailing desire and Unhidden hunger in his eyes as he locked gazes with her.

"W- what do you want us to do?" He asked In a whisper.

 

Chapter 233

"I was going to ask you that." She softly chuckled with slightly drooping eyes. Jephthah smirked and was about to reply when... Talia’s eyes were slowly drooping closed as she forced herself to speak, but Jephthah was quick to notice it and quickly pressed his lips against hers for a second. "Goodnight Talia." He whispered and Talia whispered something inaudible as she leaned into his embrace. Jephthah stared at her sleeping face for a while before getting up, careful not to wake her up. When he got to the living room, he immediately dialed his brother’s number. "John." His deep voice reveberrated on the other side. There was a groan, a curse and some scrambling noises. "What?" "I want us to talk." Jephthah insisted. John sighed and dropped back on his pillows. "Had a nightmare?" "No." "Then can’t it wait till morning?" John groaned again. "It’s about Talia." There was silence on the phone after that, only the soft faint sounds of John panting on the other side. "Okay... fine. What about her?" "How does Talia know about Theresa." John sighed, as if he was expecting the question. "I only asked her to buy you the drugs. She was the one who called today to ask me about Theresa. I don’t know how she got hold of the name either, but I didn’t tell her anything besides that. I did ask her to inquire from you though." It was the honest truth, but John felt a bit guilty for leaving out the part where he told Talia that he had PTSD. Jephthah’s eyes widened as his grip on the phone tightened a bit. How did Talia know about Theresa if none of them told her. "W- where’s she?" "Asked Beta Jessica to do a brief check in the rehabilitation center. She’s still there Jephthah. It’s been so many years, she’s not suddenly going to escape now, I mean... even if she did, you’re not still the same little Jephthah, remember?" Jephthah held his chest as a bad feeling ran up his spine, causing his insides to twist and turn in a bad way. Suddenly the room felt suffocating and he went back to the bed room only to see Talia still asleep. "I’ll call you later.." "Aiit. I’ma sleep now. Don’t call me so late if we’re only to talk about your girlfriend." John groaned before the call ends, leaving Jephthah alone in dread and agony. She was still locked in the rehabilitation center, miles away from here after so many years, yet... why did it feel like she was a few feet away from him, studying him, scrutinizing him. Talia groaned and murmured something in her sleep, and he instinctively climbed up the bed, wrapping his arms around her small frame, burying his nose in the crook of her neck, hoping her scent would relive him of the dread and fear he felt. * (P.s: Not a dream) There were a clang of chains, like several metals were dropped to the floor. It was actually a large cell gate opening up, and when it did, a pair of heavy black boots came into view. Trailing up the blue overall, you would see a short raven black hair cut short to the neck, inches before meeting with a feminine jaw. Face was not revealed, but only the lips were, it was pursed and one side was pulled up into a demonic smirk. Ting! The elevator opened right up Infront of her and she walked in with a security cop behind her who held a gun. There was a mirror right Infront of them, and the female prisoner was sure there was a security camera watching them from there, but nevertheless, it didn’t deter her from carrying out her plan. Slowly walking back, close enough to feel the cop’s chest graze her back, she leaned in further and her smirk grew before the elevator shut close. "What are you doing?" The cop whispered, but she ignored him and pushed her lower back further into his body and smirked when she felt his buldge grow hard and hot from behind. "You wanted me yesterday right?" She whispered without turning to him, only pushing back slowly, smirking when she noticed him bite his lower lip from the reflection. "Meet me in my cell by 1:00am during lights out." "Who says I want a filthy criminal like you." Aaron asked, playing stupid. He was 19, still working under his father who was the superintendent in the rehabilitation center, yet he got to personally check on one of their most ’special’ patients every night before lights out. Things went well the first, second, third week even fourth, not until one day, he saw her leaning back at the far end of the wall. Since she was special, her cell was hidden from her fellow hall mates who had their own cells, and down there, there weren’t any security cameras. Only from the hall, upwards. She was sitting there with her overall zipped to her waist so that her tiny lacy bra was revealed to him, but that was not what causes him to freeze there. Her hand. It had disappeared into her waist line, along with a measurebale length of her arm, and he watched her buck up once in a while with a soft moan as she touched herself. He had always looked down upon these crazy as*holes, but she... Theresa Morgan mesmerized him. He still did look down on her, but after that night, he couldn’t stop thinking about her. The way she had her head thrown back against the wall, her fingers going in and out of her with lewd sounds, the sweat trickling down her face... her soft moans. He should have just left. It wasn’t his business to keep staring, but that was what he did, waiting for her to climax Infront of him like a pervert, and when she did, sighing out loud like her head had been submerged in water, she glanced up at him with a seductively smile, slowly licking her lips and fingers. Stunned and shocked that she realized he had been watching, he quickly moved away. But that hadn’t ended there. Every morning, after breakfast when he would escort her back into her cell, he would feel her graze over the buldge in his pants before she ’innocently’ walked inside like she had done nothing. This happened a few more times, and sometimes it didn’t stop there, he would grab her wrist and press his buldge over her hand before releasing her. And now, she was bold enough to press into him from behind Infront of a security camera. In order not to attract any attention, he tried to back away, but it was so good that he couldn’t resist and pressed further into her. "You’ve got some nerves seducing a cop in an elevator like this." He murmured, suppressing a groan. He had seen her ID from when she was locked up in here years ago. She was waaaaay older than him. We’re talking of thirty six years here. And he was nineteen. "And you’ve got some nerves getting hard from a slimy criminal like me." She murmured. "Are we having that meeting or not. I know you want me." "But the question is," He suddenly cut in. "Why do you want me?" "You’re more of a man than most cops here who would turn a blind eye to a naked woman. You’re different, and trust me. If you were a woman, you’d understand how challenging it is... not having sex for more than a decade." "You’re pretty much a virgin again." He noted and couldn’t help but smirk. "And I need your help." There was a glint in her eyes which he missed. "That’s it... it ends there right. Just.. casual sex." He whispered. "Nothing else..." She smirked to herself, but resumed a stoic expression as she answered. "Yeah.. just casual sex. Nothing else" Ding! The door opened up and Theresa was the first to get out of the elevator, closely followed by Aaron from behind. When they got to the visitation room, Theresa noticed the familiar girl sitting behind the glass partition that separated patients from their visitors. Aaron stood at the required stand for cops, feet away, while Theresa made herself comfortable on the chair. "Well, " the woman’s voice was deep as she leaned in, her blue eyes sharply running over the woman with violet eyes and blue overall. "How’s it going?" "The idiot fell into my trap," Theresa whispered, holding the microphone to her lips so that the woman could hear her on the other side. She was referring to Aaron "Just give me a week, and I’ll find my way out of here." "Well, I want to be sure you’re capable of the mission once we’re outside. I didn’t want to trust you, but my friend Angela insisted. I’ve bailed her out, and she’ll be leaving here before next week. Apparently I can’t bail you out... just what are you in for?" Theresa calmly smiled, but she didn’t reply. Keepefore next week. Apparently I can’t bail you out... just what are you in for?" Theresa calmly smiled, but she didn’t reply. Keep calm and write something...

 

Chapter 234

Ann stared warily at her iPad screen.

"Guys I have to pick Max up at the office in like an hour for a meeting. Can we wrap this up please." Talia hugged Jephthah one more time, and she felt him tremble slightly in her embrace as he hugged her back. Ann rolled her eyes. She honestly wasn’t happy about Jephthah leaving, but at least she was relieved Talia won’t be in trouble. "He’s just moving to another hotel, not another country." She reminded Talia who had glassy eyes due to the tears gathered there. "What if... " "He’s not stupid enough to get seduced by those sl*TS. Are you an idiot?" Ann snapped at her and Talia kept mute. Jephthah chuckled when Bubblegum launched towards him, growling and nibbling on his shoes playfully. "Don’t miss me too much okay?" He softly said, bending down to pat her head fondly. As he slowly got up, he and Talia locked eyes. For a brief moment, there was this tension they shared as he slowly got up on his feet, and the two finally realized they were holding in their breath when he left. "I’ll call you okay? You’ve got a gym session tonight, so I’ll pick you up. Do you need anything?" Ann said, already on her iPad Incase Talia did want something. "I need Jephthah." Talia whined pitifully and Ann glared at her. She just scoffed and focused on Bubblegum who leaped into her arms when she stretched them forward. "You would never leave me, right? You’re not like Jephthah or like Ann who’s taking my boyfriend to some strange place." Talia murmured, clutching Bubblegum to her chest. Ann just sighed, massaging her forehead. "It’s a hotel, and you’re making it look like I’m stealing your boyfriend." "Why are you all dressed up?" Talia changed the topic, adjusting Bubblegum to her other arm to get a full glance of her bestie. Ann, chin raised with a smug smile did a little twirl for her. She was dressed in a Versace brand leather gown that grazed her thighs, leaving her blemish free legs in view for the prying eyes. Black stilettoes graced her feet to match the black Prada purse on her shoulder. Her dark, red hair was up in a neat, professional ponytail, and her make-up was all black; to suit her outfit. She was a combination of sexy, goth and professional. "You like? Max and I are going for a meeting... oh sh*t. I totally forgot. I’m late." With that, she cupped Bubblegum’s chin and have her air kisses before hugging Talia. "Bye Talia." Talia just waved, but when the door closed shut, she became well aware of how alone she was, and her smile dropped. "Well," She sighed. "It’s just me and you now Bubblegum." *"Who’s this cutie." Maddy Belle seductively drawled, cornering Jephthah who stood beside Ann’s car, on his phone. Jephthah glanced up and turned left and right like he couldn’t believe she was talking to him. "I was talking to you, silly. Haven’t a girl as beautiful as me approached you so bodly." As she spoke, she slowly shortened the distance between them. "Only one," Jephthah replied with a polite smile before turning to his phone. "And she’s my girlfriend." A dark look settled in her eyes as she froze, feeling as though she was splashed with ice water from a hose. Suddenly, she smirked. "She can’t be prettier than I am, right? Besides, don’t you know who I am? It takes a lot of guts for someone with a high status as mine to approach a gorgeous stranger like you."Jephthah felt uncomfortable with how close she was, and he was about to tell her off, when Ann walked up to the duo. "Maddy Belle. Are you trying to hookup right here in the driveway?" Maddy Belle glared at the woman with hate in her eyes, but the glare suddenly turned to confusion when Ann wrapped her arm around Jephthah’s who was quick to understand what she was doing and naturally complied. "I don’t understand." Maddy Belle turned to Jephthah before turning to Ann. "A low life b*tch like you can’t possibly be dating someone like him." "Why?" Jephthah couldn’t help but ask. "She’s beautiful, talented, trustworthy, audacious... what makes her different from any other girl out there who deserves someone like me?" "Wow." Ann sighed, forgetting she was supposed to keep her composure as she stared at Jephthah in awe and surprise. "But... she’s just a lowly personal assistant of a bitch..." Jephthah felt Jeremy trash and growl in the confinement of his mind on hearing someone call Talia names, and he couldn’t help but squeeze his fist as he restrained himself from hurting this woman."I’m top #1 of this modelling agency" She flipped a hair and folded her arms with raised brows. "I’m a whole package." "Correction. You’re top #2. Talia’s top #1. You can’t just go around telling people lies." Ann cautioned, shocked that she could bluntly lie like this. "What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her." Maddy Belle smirked. "I wonder what the manager of Golden Elites would think seeing one of his models shamelessly offering herself to someone’s boyfriend on the driveway." Ann suddenly said with a smirk. Maddy Belle turned to , but he turned away from her. Growling, she walked away, her heels clicking. "I’m sorry... " Ann apologized when moved away from her grip. "I just wanted to make sure she didn’t get the wrong idea about you. Trust me, when Maddy Belle wants something, she gets it, and I didn’t want you to be her next target." shrugged with a small smile after. "It’s okay."They got into the car and simultaneously buckled up. "So... Maddy Belle huh? What does she have against my girlfriend?" Jephthah asked. "They’re like water and oil. They NEVER get along, and Maddy Belle is just a bi*ch as usual. Thinks she’s the top just because she has all those hot curves and that f**king, bloody, hot body." chuckled and Ann smiled as she reversed the gear before moving back. "You sure you don’t want to let me drive?" He asked. "Nah. I’m okay." As she began driving, she glanced at whose eyes were fixed on the screen of his phone before turning away to focus on the road. "Those things you said to Maddy Belle... about me. Did you mean it?" Jephthah nodded with a serious expression. "Yeah. I meant every word." He casually replied without looking up from his phone and Ann turned away, feeling her heart flutter at his words. *"You’re late." Max stated with folded arms. Ann panted like a woman who had ran a marathon, hands on her knees, chest heaving up and down. Max had a disapproving frown on his face as he stared at her when she stood straight; before him. "Are you dressed to the club or to a meeting?" He asked, brows furrowing into a frown. Ann did a little subconscious spin as she stared at herself before turning to meet his eyes. "What do you mean? I’m well dressed for the meeting. This is chic, sexy and formal." "Whatever. Dress like a freaking sl*t, I don’t care. Do you have the suggestions I asked you to prepare for the meeting. I listed the base points In our dm last night." He shortened the distance between them and glanced down on the screen of her iPad as she swiped and tapped on buttons. "Yes. I have them all listed here and enunciated on... " As she raved on, she didn’t realize the strand of hair that escaped her hair-do and was close to getting stuck to her lips, but Max did. Casually, with ever so light motions, he reached up and pushed the strand back, settling it behind her war, following his every move with his eyes. Ann was so focused on explaining the explanations she had listed down for every base points he had sent to her that she only felt something light and cold touch her skin. However, when she glanced up, reflexively grabbing her ear, Max’s face was already slightly tilted down, his eyes on the screen of her iPad, hands In his pockets. "What?" Max asked with impatiency in his eyes, slightly titling his head up to meet with her eyes again. Though, if you’d look deeper, you’d see a hint of mischief in them too. Ann slowly withdrew her hand before clearing her throat. "Um... It’s nothing. I thought I... "Max pointed to something on the screen. "Why did you make this the key point. What’s your backup?" Almost immediately, She forgot what happened earlier, and focused on her iPad screen, pointing out a few things here and there as she explained in rapid, fast motions. "Great. We have to make it more convincing and exceptionally perfect. Mr. Adrien won’t take second chances as an answer, and we aren’t the only ones bringing suggestions to the table, so I want to confirm you can be able to do this, Ann." Ann sighed, feeling as though he had put a weight on her chest by asking her to do this, but then again, it was her duty and she felt a bit nervous because she usually messed up when under pressure. She inhaled and exhaled before managing a brief smile. "I won’t disappoint you, Boss!" Max smirked ruefully before placing his hand on her shoulder, patting it. "Good. Now, let’s go." As they got into the car, Max got busy with his phone. "What of that Talia’s boyfriend guy... is he settled in?" "Yes. Made sure he was before coming here to pick you up." He paused before turning to her. "That’s why you were late. You could have just told me." Ann didn’t look at him, fully focused on the road with a stoic expression, almost inhuman in addition to her incomparable beauty. "You wouldn’t have listened, boss." There was an edge to.her voice when said ’Boss’. He stared at her profile for a while before returning his eyes to his phone screen. Keepu wouldn’t have listened, boss." There was an edge to.her voice when said ’Boss’. He stared at her profile for a while before returning his eyes to his phone screen. Keep calm and write something...

 

Chapter 235

Boom!

A large air wave hit the trees and their branches were dragged back, leaves falling off them to the floor until nothing was left on the trees but thin stems.

Boom!

A large stream of fire hit another set of trees, leaving it in the same condition as the others, but this time, their leaves got fried up to dust

Naomi finally dropped to the floor from the air and turned to Axle In excitement.

"How’d I do?"

Axle nodded

"Good. I’m glad you’ve mastered your air and fire bending skills, but another thing is using them at once without disrupting their respective positions in your internal energy."

Naomi frowned slightly.

"Okay... how do I do that?"

"We’ve been training all day. I think we should postpone this session till tomorrow."

"Are you tired?" Naomi asked, a bit disappointed that they were postponing it till tomorrow.

A car screech was heard not too far and the women simultaneously glanced up at the Bentley continental that was parked a few metres away from them.

"Daniel." Naomi called out when she recognized the familiar mass of shiny black curls peeping out from the car.

"Hey." As he approached her, Barton beside him, doing a little wave, she felt her knees go weak on seeing his grin directed at her.

"Hey." She whispered back, a gasp leaving her lips when he pulled her in by the waist and kissed her, repeatedly smashing his lips against hers, curling his arm around her waist, pulling her closer.

"Get a room." Barton remarked, coming to stand beside Axle with folded arms and a smirk. Axle blushed at the public affection between the two and glanced down at her fingers.

Naomi, red in the face, pulled back with her hands braced against his chest.

"How was school?" She mumbled, stuttering.

"We’ll talk about that later. I’m starving." He said already leading her to the car while Barton and Axle followed from behind.

"I made lunch... " She began to protest, but he cut in.

"I doubt you’ve eaten lunch today, so we’ll eat together. You have so much time to train with Axle. You shouldn’t over work yourself In a day."

Naomi pursed her lips but said nothing.

She was only training so she could get control over her powers and grow stronger. These days, she had been having dreams about that woman who returned to terrorize their lives once again, and Daniel was her main target.

If she wanted to protect Daniel and not let him end up in the same situation as she had seen him in her dreams earlier, then she had to train and get stronger so she could protect him.

"What’s on your mind?" Daniel asked, and she shivered on feeling his hot breath fanning the nape of her neck where the profile of a wolf howling upwards was positioned.

Her mate mark.

"N- Nothing." She whispered before turning away.

Of all places to sit in the car, Daniel made her substitute his knees as her chair, and they were seated at the back.

Barton increased the tempo of the music blaring inside the car while he and Axle talked about popular musicians and their Songs, so they were pretty much occupied and didn’t notice the two at the back.

"You sure? It’s like you have something going on in your mind.’ He murmured words into her neck while pulling her close so that she was sitting directly on his buldge.

She tried to act nonchalant about it, biting down on her lips to hold back a moan, yet she couldn’t help but notice how big he was down there before moving forward.

"I don’t... it’s nothing. Really." She felt guilty about lying and she could feel Louis’s disapproving gaze on her.

She had advised her to inform her mate on what she had seen in her dreams, but she was reluctant about letting Daniel know.

"I’ve missed you." He mumbled again, reaching up to quickly squeezed her b*obs from her clothes while Naomi’s eyes widened as she quickly slapped his hand off, her eyes darting from Barton to Axle who didn’t even notice.

"Daniel... " She gasped in a warning tone, but she felt the passionate tension rise between them, considering as her heart pulse beat increased over time and her breathing turned slightly unsteady.

"Grind against me. Please." He begged, softly biting her earlobe while leaning back so that she could adjust over him.

Naomi turned to glare at him, but on seeing the look in his eyes, her heart melted away, her resolve to reject him shattered and she just couldn’t help it.

It’s always been like this with him even at such a young age. When he gave her that look, she could climb mount everest for him.

And she was h*rny. F*CK, She didn’t know what Daniel did to her, but she has began craving him 24/7.

Was she a pervert now?

She asked Marcy about it, considering she could get h*rny by just inhaling his scent, but she just laughed it off and said it was normal for werewolves

Normal???

Still staring at him, she dropped her gaze to the buldge just close to her waist line. Slowly raising her hips up, she pushed back and..

Daniel winced and the two turned in time to see Barton and Axle look back.

"Everything okay back there?" Barton asked, his brows furrowed into a grown.

The two smiled.

"Never been better." Daniel grinned and Naomi chuckled nervously as the pair turned towards the road again.

’Let’s wait till we get home. Please Daniel.’ Naomi pleaded, using the mind-link, but she was already grinding against him, closing her eyes as she felt her eyeballs roll in their respective sockets.

Daniel leaned in close and softly bit the nape of her neck before pulling away to lean back with a smirk, biting down on his lip

’Why are you scared?’

’I’m not scared. I just... don’t want them to figure out what we’re doing. It’s embarrassing.’

’Barton knows.’

She froze

’What?’

Daniel chuckled inwardly before grabbing her so that she fell back against his chest.

’He knows. That’s why he’s talking to Axle. To distract her so she wouldn’t know what we’re doing.’

Naomi’s face could be mistaken for a tomatoe.

’What?’

*

"We’re home!!" Axle innocently yelled before kicking the door open and flying out like a bird, leaving the three in the car.

Naomi refused to meet Barton’s eyes as he got his phone and earpod, even as he left them alone with a brief smile.

"I’ve noticed something about Barton these past few days." Naomi suddenly said.

"... And what’s that?"

"He’s depressed. I don’t know... I just feel this negative energy anytime I’m around him."

Daniel stopped nipping at the side of her neck to glance at her.

"Barton? Depressed?’

"He’s hiding it," Naomi was serious. "But I can tell he’s sad."

"Maybe it has to do with Dora?" Daniel asked thoughtfully.

"I’m sure about it. What do you suppose we do? What if ... what if we get him a girlfriend."

Daniel chuckled.

"A girlfriend for Barton? Naomi are you serious?"

Naomi nodded with a soft tone to her voice as she said.

"I know you think it’s absurd that we’re doing this too soon, but Dora is gone and that’s it. She can never be brought back to life again and I feel really terrible, but Barton is here. He’s alive, and I feel even worse when I see him so miserable everyday."

"Okay.. " He casually slides his hand across her thighs with a serious expression. "I get what you mean, but you really think finding a girlfriend for Barton is the best solution. He’s not really a commitment guy."

"Well, we could try. Trust me. He’ll get his mind over Dora when he’s preoccupied."

"Do you have anyone in mind?"

"Well... Gamma Philips invited me to grace his 17 year old daughter’s birthday party next week. He said his daughter, Emily wanted the Luna to be at her party, so I was thinking if Barton could tag along. Maybe he could see someone he takes a fancy to, or I could find someone for him."

"Naomi... " Daniel knew that she was genuinely concerned and honestly trying to help him. "Barton isn’t something who’d easily take a fancy to girl. The Barton I know only sees them as tools of pleasure. My only concern is after Dora, he doesn’t want to have anything to do with any woman again."

"That’s really sad. Come on Daniel, he needs us." She pouted and pestered him.

"Look, I’ll only let him follow you to the party, but that’s that. I won’t bother myself forcing any girl on him. He’s my cousin and I respect whatever decision he makes."

"I do too, but he can’t stay alone forever."

"He mustn’t be with someone."

"What if he find his mate?" Naomi suddenly chipped in.

"Then nature takes its course. He would obviously accept her. No one can fight the mate bond."

He clearly hears Kevin scoff and mumble something, but he ignored him.

"Okay then... " She pursed her lips. "Aren’t you going to let go of me?"

Daniel reached up to leave a kiss on her neck before lowering his lips down to the nape. Naomi shuddered and closed her eyes.

"Let’s do it here." He murmured into her ear as he nibble it.

Her eyes flew open.

 

Chapter 236

As Talia stood over the sink filling her water bottle with some water, Ann let herself in

"You look happy." Talia remarked, casually leaning back to shut the water bottle, a small smile on her face.

"The meeting went successful, and Max promised me a day off by October!" Ann squealed, clearly excited.

"I’m so proud of you Ann. You can tell me everything on out way to the gym..." Talia drew closer and they hugged, Ann hugging her tighter. "But... you said you were going to tell me something else when you arrive. is it good news or bad news?"

With that, Ann sighed as she told her everything that ensued between she, Jephthah and Maddy Belle today.

When she was done, she bit her lip and carefully glanced at Talia, expecting a maniac scream, but she just laughed.

"What?" Ann nervously spoke up, brows furrowed in confusion. ’You’re not angry... that I claimed Jephthah was my boyfriend?"

Talia wiped the tears across the edge of her eyes.

"Angry? Why the hell would I be angry. You showed that bitch her place, and the cold shoulder Jephthah gave her was epic. I have the best companions in the world."

Ann was in disbelief with how she took the news, but she decided not to press things further and just go with the flow.

"Okay... well, I just drove down here from the meeting, do you have a spare cloth I can change into before we hit the gym?" She asked, already drawing her hair up in to a ponytail. It had fell about her shoulders like water waves as she excitedly ran upstairs to share her news with her best friend.

"Sure." Talia replied, tossing Ann her water bottle before rushing into her room to get Ann a change of clothes.

*

A photo of Daniel with lines connected to some recognizable people in Dark Risers’s were laid out on a notice board.

However, Daniel’s picture, a smile on his young face when he was just five years was repeatedly stabbed with a small hand knife, until the picture was torn in half.

There was a dark shadow sitting on the chair, legs crossed, a smirk the only visible attribute on her face as she threw the last knife and it landed bullseye’s on his forehead.

The smirk grew wider.

"It’s won’t just be the paper Daniel... when I get my hands on you, I won’t miss it either." She drawled in the dark, and a soft maniac laugh echoed in the room.

*

WARNING: GORE, DARK CONTENT. NOT SUITABLE FOR THE SENSITIVE 💀 (Don’t usually put warnings at the beginning of my Chapters, so do well to heed to this one. Thank you).

The Durex brand condom fisted in Aaron’s pocket was almost drenched through by his sweat because he was as nervous as f**k.

He forced smiles at his fellow cops, ensuring they didn’t notice what he planned on doing or where he planned on going.

It was four hours ago when he escorted Theresa to her cell, and with the hungry look in her eyes as she ran it over him, he was she she was waiting for him now.

He just had to make sure he got to her hall without raising suspicion or his father would kill him. After all, he didn’t have a night shift and was supposed to be late-night studying at college, but here he was, h*rny, a hand fisted c*ndom In his pockets, about to fxck a woman way older than he was.

His heart breath increased as he finally got down to her hall, only to find the cop on duty there. He was sitting down, head against the wall, trying to fall asleep as his mouth dropped open, eyes half closed.

Using this to his advantage, he stepped forward and brandished his ID infront of him, causing the cop to jerk up with sleepy eyes.

"Aaron Capricorn. Here for the night shift duty sir." He said with a stoic expression, heart pounding against his rib cage as the man sleepily scrutinized the ID.

"Huh? Why am I hearing this just now."

"There were changes made at the last minute, sir

"

The man yawned and blinked his sleepy eyes as he studied the young man.

"Ahhhh, you’re Superintendent Capricorn’s son?! Why didn’t you say so ever since... well here are the keys... the hall is yours."

With that, the man got up and climbed upstairs, leaving Aaron with about thirty three patients down there, all alone.

As he waited for the old man to get as far away as within an ear shot range, he clenched the key in his hands and quietly stared at it before opening the gates leading into the halls.

As he passed rows and rows of cell gates, most of them were all asleep, while some stared holes into his body, and for a second he was glad that Theresa’s cell was well hidden from these people who wouldn’t let their eyes off him.

Finally, after so many crucial minutes of walking quietly in order not to slip on the cracks in the hall, he was standing before her cell gate.

Like he expected, she was sitting against the wall, eyes open, waiting for him, but unlike he expected, her overall was zipped Down to her waist, exposing the lacy bra shielding her bo*bs.

Hurriedly, like a child wanting to play with a newly found toy, he fumbled with the keys quietly before opening the gates, slipping in and shutting it behind him.

Theresa watched as he left the keys at the gate where no one would be able to grab it, and even if she did, she didn’t suppose she’d escape the mob of officers on the top hall.

"Stand up." Aaron suddenly ordered.

Theresa raised a brow.

"What?"

He gritted his teeth.

"I said get up."

Feeling very much insulted due to being ordered around by a 19 year old brat, she still did as she said, acting according to her plan.

She needed to gain this bastard’s trust, and how not to than do whatever the idiot says.

As she got up, she scrutinizing him with narrowed eyes, anticipating his moves, aware of how he raked his eyes over her body like a disgusting drunkard.

Aaron began fumbling with the buckle of his pants. He had left his weapons at the entrance of the cell, so all he had on him was the c*ndom, a baton and a handcuff.

The baton clattered to the floor, and Theresa forced herself not to grimace as his pants dropped, stopping at his ankles, revealing his d*ck.

It was huge, throbbing and long with veins sprouting at the tip down to the base.

Theresa swallowed subconsciously.

"Hands behind your back, Kneel."

She hesitated for a while, but she later complied grumpily, biting back a curse when he inched over to stand Infront of her before leaning to cuff her hands behind her back, leaving her under his mercy.

Soon, her bra was off her body to the ground, and Aaron bit back a groan on seeing her huge t*tties spill down with peach colored n*pples that called out to him.

But that would be later.

They had time.

He began stroking his c*ck right Infront of Theresa’s face, groaning with precum dripping from his tip, his head thrown back as he increased his pace.

Without warning, he thrust his lower waist forward and pushed his entire length of his c*CK in her mouth, forcing it wide open.

The woman’s eyes grew wide from the unexpected turn out of events and she struggled to lean back, but his hand was strongly behind her head, and even though she naturally moved her hands to push him away, she was strongly cuffed behind.

"Just shut up and take in my hot d*ck you sl*t." He groaned as he pulled back, not giving her any time to breath or adjust to having her throat being widened like that before slamming into her again.

"F**k... your mouth is so hot around my d*ck." He groaned as he pulled back and slammed into her mouth repeatedly, fisting his hand in her hair to roughly hold her in place, ignoring the moan of protest as he increased his pace.

He threw back his head as he forced her to deep throat him again, his eyes rolling back into his sockets as he climaxed into her mouth.

For a full minute, he didn’t pull away, forcing her to drain and suck every single c*m on his dick, pressing her head further down his length, ignoring her gagging sounds until he felt satisfied and pulled away to shoot the rest of the cum on her b*obs which bounced with her heavy breaths as she glared at him with murderous hate.

Her face was flushed, stained with c*m dropping down the side of her lips, and there were tears in her eyes which welled up instinctively when he deep throated her.

Smirking, enjoying the whole situation and how he was In control, he leaned back to stroke his cock as he ordered.

"Face the wall with your hands to the ground."

She wanted to badly protest, but for the sake of raising suspicion from him, she turned slowly, cursing softly as she did as he said, hearing him drop to his knees after

Suddenly she winced, holding back a groan when he suddenly drove two fingers into her p*ssy hole from behind.

 

Chapter 237

WARNING: GORE, DARK CONTENT. NOT SUITABLE FOR THE SENSITIVE 💀 (Don’t usually put warnings at the beginning of my Chapters, so do well to heed to this one. Thank you).

The lewd sounds of his fingers wiggling in her p*ssy hole echoed in the room, accompanied by her soft moans as she bit back a grunt of disapproval.

Feeling another man’s hand touching her so lewdly and inappropriately stirred up a feeling of discomfort in her.

It didn’t have anything to do with many years of not being touched, but the fact that she didn’t want anyone’s hands on her but...

There was a mad glint in her eyes as she thought of Jephthah. The last time she had seen him, he was 11, young, innocent, meek, kindhearted.

It’s been ten years. How much time has gone. He must have grown into fine, handsome young lad, putting several other men to shame.

"Ahhh!!" She suddenly gasped when he added another finger and began f*cking her.

She gritted her teeth and fought the urge to kill him. She’s always had this urge when any man who wasn’t Jephthah touched her, but right now she had to bear with this idiot until she could gain his trust and leave here.

Aaron stared interestingly at the way his hand went in and out of her, watching her tight hole take in his fingers easily.

Watching the c*m drip down after she climaxed with a grunt, he pulled back and pulled out the c*ndom before ripping it with the side of his teeth.

Pa!!!

Theresa’s eyes widened as he smacked her p*ssy with his bare hand.

"Oh My... " She bit back a curse as she held back the pain and pleasurable thrill of his hand smacking her p*ssy.

Aaron watched In thrill and excitement as she squirted from the torment, her legs trembling, turning to jellied legs.

"You’re so f**king wet." He whispered with a raspy breath.

Soon, there was silence but for the fumbling of rubber going through his c*CK.

"Go in slowly." Theresa said, reminding him that she had practically turned into a virgin again since she hasn’t been touched by anyone for ten years.

Tightly gripping her as*cheek, he inched forward, on his knees before positioning the tip of his cock against her swollen p*ssy lips.

Suppressing a moan, she bit back her lip and shut her eyes as he rubbed his tip over her swollen lips, sending waves of pleasure up her body, her core turning wet and sore, mixing with the precum dripping off the tip of his hard cock.

"Sh*t... " Her voice echoed in the cell room as she felt him go inside of her.

Aaron watched his throbbing hard cock slowly disappear into her tight hole which widened to accomodate his size.

"Ahhhhh... " He released a big sigh as his balls softly slapped her cheeks, evident that he had buried his length completely inside of her.

Theresa grunted, feeling discomfort as she tried to pull back, but he grabbed the baton and placed it over her mouth so that her voice was muffled as he began moving in and out of her in quick paces, the lewd sound of flesh hitting flesh echoing in the cell room accompanied by her muffled cries.

His pants grew heavy and sweat beaded their foreheads as he increased his pace, tightening his hold over the baton against her mouth, muffling her cries.

"F*CK. You like this, don’t you?" He asked, his chest heaving, his breathing turning ragged as he increased his pace. "You like me f**king your swollen p*ssy hole, don’t you?"

The baton clattered to the ground, and he leaned forward, fucking her harder as he cupped her breasts from behind, squeezing her nipples so hard that she bit back a cry.

"Say it .. say you love it. Tell me you love my c*ck fu*king your swollen pus*y."

Theresa bit back a growl.

Was this asshole serious?

Pa!

She moaned.

He had spanked her a*s as he drove deep inside her, before pulling out to slam into her tight, wet, hole again.

"Say it... "

She opened her mouth to speak, but all that seeped out was a moan which she suppressed by quickly shutting her mouth.

"I love it," She grumpily said, squeezing her fist which hurt as the cuffs digged into her wrists. But the pain she felt was what stopped her from killing this idiot. "I love your stupid c*ck in my pu*sy. Now make me c*m!"

He smirked as he pulled out suddenly, enjoying the look of suppressed rage and anguish in her eyes as she turned to him.

"You... "

"Relax," He chuckled hauntingly. "I’ll make you cum when I want to."

"You motherf*cking..."

He didn’t mind her curse him, it was actually very thrilling hearing her curse at him from sexual frustration.

He widened her p*ssy lips with his fingers before leaning down to stare at her glistening wet flowers down there calling out to him.

He knew what he was going to do was dirty, but he had to taste her. Inching down, he slipped a tongue in and abruptly pulled out, softly smacking his lips together as he tasted her.

"F**k." Theresa trembled on feeling his tongue touch her there before moving away. Her upper lids dropped and she bit her lip as she pushed her a*s up to his face, hungry for a release.

She tasted like a sour cream pie

Aaron widened her pussy lips further with his thumb and forefinger before leaning down to kiss her there. His lips were buried inside, hungrily lapping at her with his tongue, grunting in satisfaction as she climaxed after a while, eating her up like a thirsty man in the dessert, burying his face In so that his nose disappeared inside her entirely, his hand gripping her a** hard.

Thud!

Theresa fell to her side, eyes closed, panting heavily, not minding that he towered over her, fumbling with his c*cK.

"Please... " She begged softly when he parted her legs to gain access in between them.She felt so sore and numb down there. "Don’t... no... wait... "

She bit back a moan as he slipped his length inside again and began f**King her in a slow steady pace, leaning down to smirk in her face.

Her face exuded hostility and her eyes were tired but glaring at him.

Nevertheless, she wrapped her legs around him as he increased his pace, watching her b*obs bounce In satisfaction, groaning when her muscle walls clamped down on his throbbing length.

After several minutes, Aaron grunted before dropping onto her body like a log of wood, his dick slipping out of her, as he cummed.

Theresa’s chest heaved up and down as she caught her breath, feeling her c*m drip down to the ground before them.

*

As the main cell gate shut from a far distance, Theresa finally got up to put on her clothes, feeling her legs ache and throb from what just happened earlier.

As she set to put on her boots, she noticed the baton lying on the ground.

Furrowing her brows with a glint In her eyes, she bent down and picked it, seeing her own spittle on it from when he had muffled her cries with it.

"A*shole... " She mumbled as she smirked bitterly as she stared at the baton which he had forgotten.

*

In the elevator the next day; heading up to the visiting room, the two didn’t speak to each other, but there was this tension between them as they silently waited.

Just a few seconds before the elevator opened up, he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

"So... how about we do this again? Same time?"

She nonchalantly shrugged despite the fact that she was suppressing a protest.

"Sure."

The elevator dinged and as she stepped out, his eyes trailed down to her backside. Her curves all in right places couldn’t even be hidden under the overall she wore.

He did snap out of his reverie, wiping the drool off the side of his lips as he led her into the room before staying in his stand to wait to escort her back to her cell.

As Theresa sat, the smirk which she had on her face didn’t falter despite the person sitting on the other side of the glass partition had a dark expression on his face.

"It’s been a minute." She sneered. "Ten years to be exact. Did you miss me?"

He sneered.

"Of course. How could I forgot my most favorite cousin in the world?"

She crossed her legs and leaned back, the smirk growing wider.

"I don’t see Jephthah with you."

John slammed his fist on the table and she only sneered.

"Forget about him."

"Is that why you’re here after so long?" She chuckled. "You’re here to tell me to forget about him?"

"Yes." His gaze was levelled with hers, eyes unblinking as if he dared her to go against his order.

"How can I forget about him if he still thinks about me all the time?"

The hard gaze on John’s face couldn’t help but drop to one of disbelief.

Theresa leaned In close to hold the gaze with him, the smirk not even faltering a single bit as she crossed her arms on the table before her.

"He still does, doesn’t he?"

 

Chapter 238

Beatrice stared at Maddy Belle as she pranced around the room, deep in thought.

"I think Talia has a boyfriend." Maddy Belle finally said as she stood before Beatrice with folded arms, a serious expression on her face.

Beatrice burst out laughing.

"You can’t be serious." She froze when she noticed the completely different gaze Maddy Belle had on.

"I just have a feeling." Maddy Belle dramatically sat on the space beside her; on the bed. "Haven’t you noticed she’s usually way more cheerful these days, always glowing? She even wished me a Happy New month two days ago... "

Beatrice rolled her eyes.

"It’s her birthday tomorrow... "

"It’s been her birthday many times and she’s never this happy. And if you’re quite observant, you’d notice that she’s always in a hurry to leave every photoshoot session, always claiming she’s tired, and then when we get home later on and I’m signing my name in the book of Models who was presently in the hotel, I wouldn’t find hers there."

"Maybe she’s staying at Ann’s?"

"What could she be doing at Ann’s that she can’t be doing here."

Beatrice finally sighed.

"Maddy Belle, are you sure of what you’re saying. You know, if you plan on reporting her without any proper evidence and they find out that you’re slandering her just like that, you’ll be the one kicked out of Golden Elites. They’re quite strict, especially based on models slandering fellow models, trying to tarnish their reputation. If you’re sure Talia has a boyfriend, then you have to have an undeniable, solid evidence which would put her on a spotlight where she can’t be able to step out from."

Maddy Belle pursed her lips, deep in thought.

"Does being online on Instagram for several hours count?"

"Huh?"

Maddy Belle rolled her eyes.

"Talia is usually online on Instagram these days. Longer than usual."

"What do you mean longer than usual. Talia is ALWAYS online. Facebook, Snapchat, Discord...."

"Yes, but not on Instagram. These days, she’s nowhere but there. Who do you think she’s chatting with. I mean, she’s following just one person, and that’s Golden Elites Modelling agency."

"That’s not an evidence, and definitely not one strong enough to kick her out. She has more than a million fans, it’s obvious she has friends from her followers. Talia is a social butterfly... and correction, she’s following two people now."

"What?" Maddy Belle suddenly snatched her phone from the bed before heading for Instagram immediately.

"She really is!" Without hesitation, she tried to tap on the ’2 following’ and discover who the second person was.

It was rare for Talya to follow anyone, and Maddy Belle just had a nagging feeling that the second person must be quite special to receive such an ’exclusive’ treatment from the great and mighty Talya.

Unfortunately, Talia’s account was made private, and only her followers could see who she followed.

"You see! She’s suddenly made her account private, don’t you think she’s hiding something?"

"Well, do you plan on following her, because I definitely am not. Besides, she’d check every single one of her follow request before accepting it, and she’d for sure reject me if she sees me."

"I’m not stupid." With furrowed brows, she began furiously typing on her phone. "I’ll just follow her with another account."

"Don’t you think she’ll also find it suspicious if some random, new account follows her?"

"I had an account years back when I was in middle school. I only posted pictures of my cat, Simone back then, but after Simone died, I lost interest in it. I could use it to follow her."

"Well, good luck trying to convince Talia to accept a stray account with dead cat’s Pictures."

"My cat wasn’t dead at that time" Maddy Belle snapped at her. "Could you stop being pessimistic and help me out here. I’m trying to tarnish someone’s reputation here."

"Or slandering without evidence... you could be wrong."

"Or I could be right. Are you on my side or not?" With that, Maddy Belle leaves the room to go get some fresh air outside the hotel, feeling suffocated.

*

As she walked down the hallways, smiling at pictures of her cat with a sad expression, she didn’t notice when she passed by Max and Ann who were on their way to Talia’s lodge to discuss the strategy meeting they had days ago with Golden Elites Manager’s and respective assistants.

"Did Maddy Belle just walk past us without offering a glare or sneer or a snarky comment?" Ann haughtily said, clearly surprised, but she didn’t bother glancing back and only appreciated the rare moment of it.

However, Max couldn’t help but glance back. Was it just him, or did it feel like something was wrong with her. She looked deep in thought?

Turning back to Ann, he berrated himself. Why was he thinking about their rival. She’s probably seeking attention.

"As they got in, they walked into Talia stroking Bubblegum while seated on the couch eating a slice of pizza, watching Netflix on her laptop.

"Hey birthday girl... have you thought about what you’re going to do tomorrow to celebrate your big day." Ann cheerfully said as she sat on the couch, ruffling Bubblegum’s head with a smile.

"I plan on spending the rest of the day with Jephthah, but you can bake me a cake if you want."

"Seriously," Ann’s expression fell. "Aren’t we heading out or something?"

"We went over to Jephthah’s before heading out for sight seeing today."

"But today was all about showing Jephthah around and making him try several french delicacies and walking down the Musée des Arts et Métiers museum halls."

Max casually went into the kitchen and returned a while later with clean hands which he washed before taking a slice of pizza from the box and sitting across them on the couch.

Talia couldn’t hide her blush.

"We have something planned out tomorrow."

Ann’s eyes grew wide, but Max was quick.

"Something that wouldn’t involve condoms and orgasms I hope." He snarkily remarked as he reached out for another slice, glaring at Ann when she made to reach out for one to.

Sighing, Ann left for the kitchen to wash her hands.

"Of course not, we’re just going to spend some quality time as a couple... just that." Talia lied, but on see Max’s expression, she knew he wasn’t joking.

"It’s bad enough I let you keep him and see him whenever you want, but I won’t let you have anything sexual with him. Kissing is fine, anything other than plugging you is definitely fine... "

"What do you mean ’keep him’? He’s not a dog or some animal, he’s my boyfriend."

"And I’ll suffer several losses if my model is being fired from Golden Elites with a ruined reputation. I’ll let you see him, but nothing sexual should happen between you two." Ann came back in time to hear Max ask....

"When’s he leaving?"

"In three weeks time."

"Good." With that, he leaned back to take off his watch while signalling for Ann to begin business.

*

Brittany was cutting a ball of pepper to use for dinner when she felt two strong arms curl around her waist before feeling a familiar breath against her neck.

"Royce." She softly moaned, feeling his lips slowly trial from the side of her neck down to her colar bone, his hard c*CK pressing into her from behind.

"Come to bed baby." He groaned into her ear, repeatedly kissing her colar bone, sucking softly on it.

Resisting the urge to blindly do as he said, she pulled away from his grip before resuming her chopping.

"I’m preparing dinner. Aren’t you hungry?"

She suddenly gasped as he spanked her from behind before whispering into her ear.

"I’m definitely craving something."

"Are you craving pushing our child out of my womb?" She retorted, feeling her legs tremble slightly from pleasure when he spanked her hard.

"I would never do anything to hurt the two most important people in my life." with that, he possessively circled her waist again. "f*CK, I have the most beautiful woman in the world as my wife and the most priceless unborn child. I should be the happiest man in the world now."

Aunt Stacey arrived in the kitchen seconds later to chase him out, but after dinner, when everyone retired to bed, Brittany was lying down, clad in a robe while waiting for her husband who was still In the shower.

As she scrolled through the girls’ group chat, she saw a message which caused her hands to tremble, almost dropping her phone to the ground.

Nancy: Guys *scared* someone just bailed my step-mother out of the rehabilitation center.

Talia: Be f**king serious

Naomi: Who???

Brittany was already typing, but Nancy had already dropped another bombshell.

Nancy: The person remained anonymous, but right now, I don’t know know where she is.

Talia: What kind of rehabilitation center just let’s anyone bail anyone out.

Brittany: I second that

Nancy: They said she wanted to bail someone out again, but they didn’t let her. Turns out she was supposed to rot in there.

Naomi: Waaaaaaaaaa. She must have done something terrible then.

Nancy: Well, my crazy step-mother is out there somewhere, and you know she’s obviously coming for me.

Talia: Koan won’t let that happen.

 

Chapter 239

#HappybirthdayTalya was trending on Twitter with 1.3 million tweets. She got several reposts on WhatsApp, Snapchat, Instagram and well wishes from so many people she didn’t even know.

Half her morning was spent replying to the girls in the group chat, Royce, Cardin, Daniel, Barton and even Koan who wished her a plain ’Happy birthday Talia’, but she was happy he wished her at least.

He was still a jerk though.

Jephthah was the first to wish her, made her smile as she replied, thinking of how he must have stayed up to wish her so early. 12:00am to the exact.

Still in a big T-shirt, tucked in her blankets, replying to messages with a smile, she saw about 250 follow request on Instagram and decided to brush up on it before it adds up to a thousand again.

She rejected some and accepted many, but an account did pique her interest.

Though the last time this user posted was last six years ago and It was mainly pictures of a beautiful black fluffy cat with remarkable azalea colored eyes.

Reminded her of Nancy.

"Awwwwwwnnnnnn." She couldn’t help but say outloud when she saw a girl’s face half squeezed side by side with the cat whose little tongue peeked out.

She couldn’t quite see the girl properly but she had braces and acnes across her face.

Subconsciously, she tapped on accept, thereby accepting her request to follow her. Surprisingly, she was online!

’Hey. I love your cat. What breed is it?’

She sent it without a thought before throwing her phone down to head for the shower, anticipating her day with Jephthah.

Few minutes later she stepped out in a robe, wet hair ringlets falling across her shoulders down her back, her face bare of any makeup, highlighting her beautiful, dark eyes.

She had a toothbrush between her toes and was squeezing the toothpaste on with her other toes while patting her face dry with a face towel, when her phone starts ringing.

"Wonder why he’s calling now." She mumbled before tossing the face towel aside to pick up.

"Hey birthday girl." John’s voice boomed through the speakers.

Talia rolled her eyes.

"It’s 12:00pm."

John held the phone between the side of his jaw and his shoulder as he got his hand busy putting on his shoes.

"So?"

"Your brother wished me a happy birthday 12:00am dot."

"Girl, I’m not your boyfriend. Besides," He finally grabbed the phone with his hand as he got up from the bed. "I wished you a happy birthday didn’t I?"

"You haven’t." She smirked.

"I did."

"Did you?" She sounded sacarstic.

"Happy birthday Talia. Happy now, babe?"

"Yes. Thank you... and don’t call me that you insolent idiot."

He chuckled and she couldn’t help but smile as she rolled her eyes.

"Since you want me to act like the typical, sweet, romantic, thoughtful, caring boyfriend, I thought I’d... "

"Sh*t."

"What?"

"I dropped my toothbrush on the ground... it’s so hard trying to squeeze in toothpaste onto it with your toes."

"Wait... what?? You can do that."

"Yeah. Can’t we all."

"Oh sorry. I forgot you aren’t normal. So, I hear you chased my brother out."

Talia rolled her eyes.

"Did he tell you?"

"Yup. So... who am I going to stay with when I come there. My abnormal, future sister-in-law or my naive twin."

"John are you serious? You’re coming down to Paris? When? wait... why?"

"Some business deal my dad’s too lazy to close off there with a few foreign associates."

"Well, have you told Jephthah? When are you coming?"

"Wanted to tell him today, then I saw your pics on Facebook and decided to give you a call. Will be there tomorrow or the day after. Not sure, but you better be at the airport to welcome me in too."

"Sure thing, boss."

"Get the f**k off my phone." He chuckled as he said and she chuckled louder as the phone beeped in her ear indicating he had cut her off.

There was a knock at the door few seconds later, and it was the staff bearing two trolleys. One was her late breakfast and the other was a meal which Golden Elites specially got the best of chefs to prepare for her. Gifts from various fans, and other waybills.

She was so happy!!!

She spend the next hour video chatting with the girls, Jephthah, taking snaps and eating with bubblegum, while doing her hair.

Soon, there was another knock at the door.

Opening it up was Ann bearing the largest 3 foot cake with icing and chocolate brown sugar sprinkled around it.

"I’m going to put on extra weight today." Talia groaned as she let her in.

"Isn’t it what birthdays are all about." Ann heartily said while chuckling.

Bubblegum barked on seeing her.

"Hey baby. Did you miss me?"

Bubblegum barked again before leaping into her outstretched arms, giving her a good make over with her tongue while Ann laughed her head off.

"Someone seems to be in a better mood than me." Talia said, referring to bubblegum and the two laughed, clearly lighthearted from the events of today so far.

"Isn’t Max supposed to be here as well, clawing my head off or something."

Ann glanced up and there was chocolate at the side of her mouth.

"He didn’t wish you?

"Oh he did."

"He travelled last night for a meeting. To another state. He’ll be back in time for your ancient china themed photoshoot. What about your boyfriend?"

"What about him?"

"Did he wish you ... "

Talia gave her a look.

"He’s my boyfriend. Of course he will. He’s definitely not like his twin brother who wishes someone a happy birthday by 12:00pm."

"At least he wished you a happy birthday."

Talia peeked at her cheekily from the rims of her wine glass.

"Whose side are you on here. Your bestie or your crush’s?"

Ann’s face turned a slight shade of red.

"He’s not my crush!"

"Can you tell this to him in his face? Because he’ll be here by tomorrow or the day after."

Ann snapped her head up to look at her.

"Shutup. You’re joking."

"I’m not" Talia heartily chuckled. "He’s here on a business trip though. I forgot to ask him how many days or weeks he’ll be staying here, but he wanted to know if he could stay with me or Jephthah."

"He could stay at my place!!!" Ann suddenly yelled, startling Bubblegum from her short nap.

Talia laughed again.

"Were you just joking?" Ann sulked.

"I’m serious! You’re just too cute. You know he’s a player right. I don’t want him to break my bestie’s heart."

"No one can." Ann proudly said while Talia gave her a look before going through her phone for a minute.

"Here’s John. Jephthah’s twin." She handed Ann her phone.

"Oh my fawking lord, he’s a prince... " She drawled, and Talia thought she was being dramatic, not until she fell over the couch with a bleeding nose.

"I don’t know, Talia. I think this is love at first sight."

"That’s what they all say." Talia mumbled.

"Huh?" She asked but with her chin tilted up trying to help her nose bleed stop.

"Every girl who meets John thinks he’s the one. Not until he uses them and tosses them away like garbage and they realize that they’ve been used and dumped like him."

"Waaaa. John’s so cruel. But... I can change him."

"Good luck with that. So," Talia smirked. "You’ll let him stay in your apartment. I mean, he can get a hotel room in another hotel if... "

"Just tell him I’m available... no .. I mean...."

Talia chuckled again.

"I know what you mean. I’ll call him now."

As she dialed his number, Ann spoke up.

"When are you heading to Jephthah’s?"

"In the evening."

"Today was so dull. You didn’t throw your usual bash parties. Everyone’s bummed on the internet, especially on twitter."

"Well it’s my 18th. It has to be special." Talia said with a small, knowing smile as she felt her heart constrict again.

Why did she have to keep reminding herself that Jephthah was her mate and everything was going to go perfect today.

Of course it will. Jephthah and she were fated mates and he’ll mark her and finish off with the final mate marking rites and she’ll be his Luna.

Some part of her still nagged in her mind that what if she eventually finds out that he isn’t her mate. How will they go on from there?

She tried to be optimistic though. Nothing could go wrong today. Absolutely nothing. Nancy had already convinced her that everything will go fine, so there was no need for her to be nervous.

"Okay... now I’m scared. You never call twice a day." John’s voice sounded over the speaker.

Ann did a dramatic hand fan with her palm, her chin still titled up.

"F*CK. Even his voice is attractive."

Talia glared at her.

"I was going to ask you something."

"Sure." There was tapping of keys of a laptop keyboard which indicated he was busy with something.

"Why stay with either me or Jephthah when you can stay with one of my friends in her apartment while you do whatever business stuff you have here."

He stopped typing.

"Is she hot?"

Talia rolled her eyes.

"Is that the point?"

He resumed typing.

"I am not going to spend two months with a she-shrek."

Talia’s eyes widened.

"Two months?! That long?"

"Yup."

"Well, are you??"

"You haven’t answered my question."

"Yes." Talia sighed with a reply rolling her eyes. "I’ll send you her pictures even."

"Send me all sides of her." John ordered.

"Yes, Boss."

"Anything else?"

"Just wanted to remind you to keep being the as*hole you are."

"Thanks. I’ll uh... keep that in mind."

Ann finally sat up after their call.

"Well... "

"I’ll need you to send me new photos of you with all your good angles in sight and your good sides." Talia blurted.

Ann stared at her with a blank expression.

 

Chapter 240

Koan slapped down the piece of paper on the table and Nancy hurriedly grabbed it off the surface to stare at the contents.

"Her address was fake."

"They gave Dad a wrong address?" Nancy asked.

"No. Apparently, this was the address she gave them. No questions asked, they let her bail your mum out, and now we’ve just discovered that the address she gave them doesn’t even exist."

There was a sick dread which ran up her spine on hearing his words.

"So what are you saying? We don’t know where Angela is? She could lurking around us, you know? Waiting for the right time to strike and she’s definitely coming for me."

Koan grabbed her by the shoulders and steadied her so she could stop panicking and look him in the eyes.

"I’m here for you baby... nothing will go wrong and no one will hurt you, do you understand?"

She nodded shakily.

"It’s just this question that’s been bothering me." Koan, lost in thought spoke up. "Who could have bailed her out."

"And why."

"She tried to bail someone out too. Maybe we could question her and see if we can get some answers as to why she was being targeted to be bailed in the first place." Koan added.

"And she could tell us why Angela was bailed out and probably give us information on who is the master mind behind all these. Koan you’re a genius."

She turned playful and wounded her arms around his waist, straining her chin up for a kiss.

Koan chuckled at her cuteness before pinching her nose, leaning in after to leave a tentative kiss on her lip, feeling her fingers raise to curl around his hair.

They suddenly pull back.

"Do we head to the rehabilitation center now or... " Koan starts to ask, panting slightly.

"Yes, now." She frowned a bit, serious.

"We might have a problem." He glanced down with his eyes to show her something and when she did, she sighed and hit him on the chest.

"How could you get a hard-on In a serious situation like this."

"You can’t blame me. You’re the one who wanted a kiss right now."

She was flustered but still managed to counter his words.

"W- Well... "

He leaned down again, to trail kisses from her cheek down to her jawline.

"Nancy... " He groaned into her ear, already cupping her perfectly shaped bo*bs in his hands, sending waves of overwhelming pleasure travelling up her body as she leaned into his touch.

*

Maddy Belle was sleeping In late today and even ordered for breakfast to be brought around 1:00pm. However, she woke up around 11:00am and was stepping out of the shower by 12:00pm after her skin care session when she decides to check what was going on on social media.

"Oh... it’s the b*tch’s birthday." She rolled her eyes and made to drop her phone since nothing interesting was going on when she noticed she had a message from Ta_lyaxoxoxo on Instagram.

"Huh?" She was surprised and a bit nervous. Surprised that she messaged an old account, and nervous because she wondered if Talia might have figured out it was her who sent her the follow request.

’Hi. I love your cat. What breed is it?’

She snickered and was about to snub her, but she guessed it wouldn’t hurt to reply so she just texted a few words and tossed her phone aside.

Picking up her telephone, she called in a staff to bring her breakfast.

As she waited for breakfast, she went back to Talia’s Instagram page to check her following, her heart racing for no reason as she did.

Like she obviously predicted, her first following was Golden Elites Modelling agency, and her second was...

Clicking on it, she was quite surprised.

This guy had similar features to the guy she saw that day with Ann at the car driveway, but she could definitely point out that this guy was completely different from him.

He had the same dark hair and odd colored violet eyes, but that was where the similarities ended. He had 52.1k followers and he followed 400 people, and his name was Orn_With_A_J.

"So that means his name is ornj... no. It doesn’t sound right? Could be Jorn... wait... ohhh.. he probably meant John." She snapped her fingers on figuring out his name.

He had several posts and most of them were with so many different woman that she lost count of, but no matter how many times she scrolled through from the top to bottom, she didn’t see a single picture of Talia in it.

So who was this guy and how was he related to Talia?

Maybe they were really dating and didn’t want their relationship to be a secret, but he was in several intimate positions with all these women on his page, was she okay with this?

The guy was extremely hot tho.

F**king gorgeous.

As she scrolled once more, her fingers froze on seeing a picture of John and that same guy she saw the other day. Caption of the picture caught her interest.

#Best Annoying Twin I could ever ask for#

Twins? That explains their remarkable hair and eye color features. Wait... this was getting all too confusing for her. They weren’t even in France when they took this photo and this was taken some days ago.

Come to think of it, where did Talia go for her vacation.

Keeping her phone aside on hearing her doorbell ring, she decided she needed to do an investigation of her own.

*

As the car pulls up on hotel parking lot, Talia feels a burning sensation spiralling in her chest, travelling around her body, overwhelming her senses with desire.

She was on disguise so no one recognized her as she pushed her way into the reception, grabbed the keys to Jephtaph’s suite in the hotel after they confirmed she was an invited guest and rushed up stairs.

Her feet padded heavily on the ground, her mouth watered as the most delicious scent of melted cholocolate ice cream and spicy pudding wafted through her nostrils.

Her knees grew weak as she got close, but her excitement drove her to keep moving, delight flashing in her eyes.

Before she could open the door, Jephthah had already drawn it open, and she froze on seeing him standing there with a raw, passionate hunger in his eyes which he had never seen before.

"Jephthah." She whispered in a shaky voice.

"Mine." He growled and he grabbed her, pulling her before throwing her so that her back was slammed against the door, shutting it behind her before he cornered her, hands braced at each side of her head as he immensely inhaled her.

He quickly yanked the glasses off the face and her wig before roughing her hair up with his hands, satisfied when she looked so sexy with her disheveled hair like that.

Talia shuddered with a shaky breath, feeling the area between her legs throb in excitement as his nose and lips explored her neck without mercy, sending waves of heat searing through her body like she was being ravaged by fire.

"Do it." She said, grabbing his colar and pulling him close with her eyes shut, a leg rising to stroke his thigh, urging him. Scared to loose him after this.

Without hesitation, eyes flashing between violet and his wolf’s, he made her tilt her head to the side before sinking his teeth down into her neck.

She moaned in pain before sighing in pleasure as he dugged his canniness further in, drawing blood. His grip drew down to her waist as he pulled her close, sinking his teeth further down as he bit her, claimed her, marked her.

Blood dripped from the side of her neck, down to her colar bone, but he was quick to lean down and lick her clean like her blood was his new favorite ice cream flavor.

When he was done, he licked the area where he had marked, soothing her softly before leaning back to peer into her eyes. She was interchanging between hers and her wolf’s but either of them had two emotions swirling in their eyes.

Love and desire.

He knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her, and he was going to finally give himself to her and take her. They were finally going to be one.

"You’re mine now." He said in that musky voice of his that left her knees weak again, seeing the possessiveness in his eyes as he held her.

"I’m yours and you’re mine." Talia agreed helplessly, feeling every single part of her body call him out, craving for his touch, and he didn’t hesitate to merge his lips with hers.

It was messy as they struggled and literally fought for dominance, kissing fiercely, the door threatening to break down under their weight.

Blood gushed down his back as she dug her claws in, wounding her legs around as she deepened the kiss, swirling her tongue in, angling her head to and fro in rhythm with his.

He suddenly grabbed her neck and held her against the door before moving in to drag his lips and tongue against her colar bone, his grip on her neck, steady and tight.

When he realized the door was close to breaking under their struggle, he quickly carried her off to the room without breaking the kiss.

By the time he arrived in his room, she had taken off his shirt, and her dress was hanging low on her thighs.

Once Talia felt the soft mattress of the bed behind her back and Jephtaph’s hand already moving around her body as he towered above her frame, ready to rip her clothes to pieces, she froze and sat up quickly.