BETRAYED BY FATE

Even though I hate the fact that he can just call me whenever he feels like it, I still like it. I enjoyed it Not that I can resist his call even though I have tried running away a few times. I always answer That's it. That's what I told myself as I turned the doorknob, flipping my hair to the back as I prepared for the inevitable The huge double glass door opened and the sweet scent filtered down my nose The room was big. No, huge was the word. Embroidery curtains hung at every corner of the room, blocking the only means of sunlight from filtering in. My eyes met a pack of cigarettes as I took the first step in. Bottles of red wine sat close to a glass cup as my eyes scanned further I couldn't see him Not that am coming here for the first time but I felt different each my legs crossed the huge door standing behind me. A kind of feeling I can't explain. Maybe it's because things were different. At least different from when I first got dragged here a few years ago with my hands tied behind my back. Not that I could escape even if they weren't tied. The thin little hands were no match for the muscles that held them, making sure they were always in sight. My eyes scanned further but he was nowhere to be found. Maybe Jenifer is playing her games this time. She did it when any opportunity presented itself. I understand why she is that way An outsider like me came to steal her man He chose me instead of her. And I am now the big bad wolf My eyes met the family-sized bed littered with a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt. On the floor lay black pants. That must be mine from the previous night "f**k" I muttered What the hell is it still doing on the floor? My hands reached for it, carefully tucking the moist stuff behind my back. Its smell didn't forget to hit my nose as I tried to maintain composure The bathroom door finally opened. There he is, leaning sideways. The blue eyes gazed right into my soul. They now gleam more than ever. "I can see you're here," he said, holding the towel to his waist with an arm. The thick skin was dotted with scars, evidence of the warrior he was. Water dripped down from the thick hair on his head as the hair-littered body became glued to the skin. "Yeah," I said before shoving my eyes down the towel hanging from his waist. I could see it. Even beneath the hairy cloth, its shape was still visible. I mean the stuff that made me scream last night. No. I didn't. He made sure I never made a sound when he kept sucking my lips as his rod thrust back and forth, leaving my fingers dipped into his back as I continued to moan. I only got the chance to scream after his rod rammed against the soft button in a final attempt to fill the already wet hole My entire body jerked upward in an attempt to control the pleasure but the huge weight of his body didn't allow the slim figure beneath him to move that much. But that was last night. It happened almost every night. And it might happen again judging by the way his eyes were dancing all over my body as I finally ground my ass on the bed The bed didn't allow my butt to sink that much. Seem it was custom-made for the beast who slept on it My eyes followed his every step, the toes leaving footprints of water as he made his way toward the wardrobe. He flipped a black robe over his body after the towel fell to the ground, and poured himself a bottle of wine. I watched as he gulped down the first dose. I could see the liquid following down his throat as he swallowed the red liquid "Ahhhh" he sighed. That's what he does whenever he feels the good taste of red wine. "Jenifer said you wanted to see me," I asked, breaking the silence. Not that I didn't know what he wanted. What more can he want than to see me naked? "Don't mind her. You know how she is" he said, reaching to place his right palm on my cheek His masculinity filled my eyes from the rob covering the body, but leaving his chest to toes open. My eyes glanced from head to toe, wondering if this was the man I knew years ago. I pressed the palm against my shoulder. The cold weather didn't stop his warmth from flowing through my cheek. " Yes. I know that's how she is" I said, a slight grin hovering over my lips. His warmth is exactly what I need right now. Even though I knew that's how she was, Jenifer would always be Jenifer. She will never stop throwing the word 'b***h' at the weak little girl that stole her man. She is right to feel that way. Why won't she? But none of it is my fault. Ken had said he never liked her from day one. He only had to put up with her mess because of the agreement he had with her father, the son of a b***h uncle of mine My eyes were already roaming his entire body as he moved closer, allowing the thick skin on his knees to touch mine. I could feel the confidence in his warm breath but a tense one though, the one he gave whenever he shot those blue eyes at me. His forefinger met my neck, strolling down my half-open cleavage as I began to breathe heavily from the sensation flowing down my spine I could already feel his thick palm roaming between my thighs when I jerked my head upward to contain the pleasure. "Gosh," I blurted as he easily slid the forefinger into the already wet hole. I wanted him now more than ever. Whenever I am with him, all my pains seem to disappear. Am no longer the sad little girl who got tossed around a few years ago. Everything felt different and right, which made it all wrong. Wrong because my subconscious mind always whispered the same thought every time. Even though I try to shove them away, they keep coming back, warning me that I should always be careful with the beast I am in love with. He was already sucking my lips when he pulled back suddenly at the buzzing sound of the cell phone sitting on the gold-decorated table in the sitting room. He had left it there before going into the shower My face fell in disappointment at the interrupted moment we were already having. I hate when he stops in the middle of it, which always turns me on more. His lips met mine, taking in my saliva one last time before heading to the sitting room. The cell phone won't stop buzzing My eyes met my shoulders as he moved to pick the damn thing The marks were still there even though they were beginning to heal. He had accidentally scratched his sharp claws on my left shoulder when he tried pulling himself backward the previous night. He couldn't because the sweet sensation of his rod ramming my butt from behind didn't allow him to. My thoughts drifted when the word "hello" fell on my ears. I could not hear the voice on the other end of the line even though I tried to. I hadn't shifted. So the werewolf monster inside couldn't pick up the sound. "What!!" echoed to my ears before the conversation came to an end. I could feel that something was wrong as he strolled towards me with less enthusiasm this time. His feet were now too heavy to lift. My eyes watched as he pulled himself closer "What's wrong?" I asked, even though he always tries to keep things to himself whenever I ask. "It's nothing to worry about," he did say whenever I asked such questions but he knew I would not take that from him this time around Flipping his head sideways in hesitation, he glanced at the huge portrait on the wall before returning the eyes toward me "It's nothing. Nothing you should worry about" Exactly with I expected Men always feel that women don't deserve to know much. We are weak after all. Why bother us with details since we can't handle a damn thing ourselves Not that I wasn't expecting the words, I just thought he should at least share some of his worries with his potential mate. Yes Because the ceremony is happening three days from now. Something I never expected but now anticipated all the time.