A hot mess

chapter 2

Chapter 2

Aria

I tried to comprehend what was going on as I stared at the man above me with clear shock in my eyes.

He was not Ivan.

The heat of humiliation washed over me and tears welled up in my eyes. I had made a mistake. A bad one for that matter.

"Please, get off me," I begged the man who was still inside me. It was so embarrassing that I moaned and screamed out loud at a stranger, thinking he was my boyfriend.

He pulled out of me and I winced as the pain of his huge rod came out, leaving me empty and messed up.

"I...I am so sorry. I...I... thought you were my boyfriend. You were in his room and...oh God, what have I done?" I closed my face with my palms and tried not to cry.

"Spare me that Aria," he called my name and I froze. He knew my name. But how?

I looked up at him again and finally saw who I had left to mess up with me. My brows creased in disgust as the swift wind of hatred fell on me.

"What the hell were you doing on Ivan's bed?!" I automatically changed from being sorry to anger.

He smirked then lowered his face to mine. "Who knew little miss saint had this dark side of her? Dear Aria, you tasted as much as I expected," he snickered and I burned with fury as I watched him mock me for showing him this part of me.

"Stop it. I thought you were Ivan. You are the one who came into your cousin's room," I accused him.

"Liar. You knew it wasn't him Aria. His scent is different from mine, his voice, body and most of all his demure. You wanted this and I gave it to you. So don't pin the blame on me when you are the one who asked for it," he growled the truth at me and I recoiled back in shame.

This was all my fault. I should have checked, I should have stopped him. What have I done?

I closed my eyes and breathed out, hating myself for what I was about to say.

"Please, don't tell him Evander. It will break his heart," I begged him even though I knew it was useless.

He lifted up my chin with his fingers, making me stare into his mocking eyes.

"Tell me, Aria. Why shouldn't I tell my dear cousin how much of a w***e you are?" He wickedly questioned and I bit my bottom lip in anger.

"Because, I made a mistake," I muttered, tears rolling down my eyes. "Please, I don't want to break up with him." I broke down hating myself for showing him my tears.

"That means you are willing to be on my radar from now on," he heartlessly said as his face broke into a wicked smile.

"I will tell him when the time is right. Just don't be the one to do it," I firmly stated and he let go of my chin.

"Get out and never dare to disrupt my peace again." He ordered and I felt so humiliated and angry at the same time.

I trudged out of the room, slamming the door shut behind me.

This was so not what I expected. How am I going to explain this to Ivan? I f****d with his cousin thinking he was the one. He won't even take that as an excuse.

I went down to the kitchen area, remembering the exact hall that led to it, took out a glass and filled it with water.

My legs felt so sore and my thighs arched so badly. But I was nothing compared to the guilt I felt within. I gulped down the entire water at a goal and poured out another glass of water and gulped it down at a go.

"Did you turn into a frog after getting f**k?" Evander's voice startled me and I let go of the glass cup in my hand. It shattered into pieces and spread across the kitchen floor.

"Look how much of a mess you are now. You should have kept being a saint," he spat out another set of mocking words.

I knew he was going to use this against me forever. He was the devil's incarnate and wicked to his blood veins. I hated him so much that it wrecked my heart that he had to be the one to take away my virginity.

"What do you want? I thought you needed your precious peace?" I sparked at him and he strode towards me with large steps that covered the gap between us in seconds.

"Don't get it twisted. I hate your guts more than you do. But for the sake of my little cousin, I have to put his girlfriend in the right shape before he comes back," he said then wretched my arm towards him and slammed my back against the counter, spreading my sore legs apart.

I widened my eyes in surprise and tried to protest against him but he held my legs firm and placed a warm towel in between my legs, dissolving the tension I felt within me.

He was so daring to touch me again after what he did.

"What are you..."

"Relax. I know you are wondering if I am insane but you were wacked hard. Your walking step has turned into a mess," he casually said as he pressed on and cleaned me off. How stupid of him to notice.

He had no idea how his touch was affecting me but I clenched my teeth together and bit back the moan that was hanging on my throat.

"Get your hands off me. I don't need your help to be kept in place."

"Says you who screamed while I ramped your insides," he countered back and I flushed red.

"I wouldn't have if I knew it was you. Stop rubbing my sin to my face when you are worse than me. You man w***e!" I called him and quacked him aside.

After distancing myself from him, I recollected myself again and noticed that the pain between my legs had reduced.

But that didn't make me feel any gratitude towards him. He stood tall and placed the towel he used on the counter, making my skin prickle.

His half tattooed chest came into my view. A black haired wolf was sitting pretty on his bucked muscled chest. The thought of having touched them made me feel disgusted with myself.

"Don't just stand looking at me! Clean up the floor. Christ, how did you end up as Ivan's girlfriend? You are the worst kind of person to have," he blurted out with a spiky tone that aggravated my anger more.

"At least, it's better to be engaged with someone than having a certain man w***e as a boyfriend. You screw girls just like you change your shirt and that is so disgusting to know. I should check myself at the hospital for STDs. You bulldozer!" I vomited the cruelest words I could think of. And that got me slammed against the wall for the second time.

Evander pinned me against the wall, squeezing out my air. "Next time you spew out such words at me again, consider yourself done for," he growled before he let go of my neck.

I fell on my knees and coughed out, trying to regain my breath.

The next time I looked up, he was gone.