Forbidden Lessons On Ice

Chapter 12

Slowly, like he didn't even mind staying like that longer, Axel pulled up the towel and carefully wrapped it back around him.

“Blonde one, come out,” he called out casually.

He walked over to the bed, my eyes following him as he threw himself down, so careless, like he wasn't ashamed to be caught at all. The person he called didn't move an inch.

“I'll have guards come drag you out, and they might take photos, so come out on your own,” he threatened. He brought out a cigarette and held it in his mouth without lighting it.

I was still just shocked. Any other day, I would probably have turned around and said I’d come back later, but this couldn't wait.

Then the blonde came out, and I wasn't prepared to see Britney here. For real, I expected Sienna or something. She had her top in her hands, along with her heels, her hair was a complete mess, and one look at her told you she had just finished having s*x.

What's crazy was that Britney didn't move. She stood there by the door, looking so small, I've never seen her like that before.

“Unless my beautiful stepsister is trying to have a threesome, your services are done here,” Axel said casually.

Britney nodded quickly, then looked at me with pleading eyes. I didn't need her to speak to know she hoped I’d keep this to myself.

“Trust me, I have enough on my plate to worry about you,” I said straight to her face. She gave a small smile before she rushed out of the room.

I took a minute to recover before turning back to Axel. I was ready to scream at him when I caught him at an awkward moment as he pulled the condom off. I quickly looked away and covered my face with my hands.

“She's got the ass, don't you agree, sister?”

I turned back to look at him as he tossed the condom in the trash can.

“You're so f*****g disgusting! Isn't she like your girlfriend's best friend?”

“Okay, she offered. I didn't ask for her services.”

“Services? Did you pay her to call it that?” I questioned, hating the way he said it.

“Yeah...” he bluntly said, “with my f*****g seven-inch dick.”

He stood up. Gosh, he was so cocky. I didn't know if I should admire him or be annoyed.

“Do me a favor, give me that oil.”

“Absolutely not!” I shouted. “Listen, I'm not one of those girls, I don't want to sleep with you!” I screamed it at the top of my lungs. What did he mean, hand him the oil—like lube so he could j******f right in front of me?!

“The ointment, your boyfriend bruised me,” he pointed calmly.

I looked, and I was so embarrassed to see it was actually ointment. “Oh...”

I took it and walked over to him. He was sitting down now, using a cloth to clean what looked like a scratch on his right ear. With careful steps, I gave it to him. It was so awkward that I looked away and noticed the cigarette he had pulled out of his mouth. Out of curiosity, I picked it up and realized it was made of rubber.

“What is this?” I asked as he rubbed the ointment on his scratch.

“It's a rubber cigarette, Mia. You don't have that in Korea?”

“I didn't grow up in Korea,” I replied quickly. Like he f*****g knew that! Sure, both my parents were Korean, but they moved here before I was even born.

“It's helping me quit, it's not f*****g easy,” he replied. I placed it down and took the ointment from him to start helping him. “I can do it,” he said.

“You're not getting the whole thing. If you leave it, it will scar,” I warned as I gently rubbed it in.

“Yeah, your boyfriend's got some pretty long nails. How the f**k does he maintain that?”

“They are useful,” I shot back. I couldn't let him talk s**t about Ryan like that. “Why did he even scratch you?”

“Oh, you didn't hear the news? He came and was mad at me.”

“Then why the f**k did you put it up?”

“What?” He laughed suddenly, perking up. “You also think I would post you?”

“Yes, that's why I'm here! For you to delete it!”

“The blonde drugged me and did that, okay? I don't know why the f**k she did that, and now I can't take it back.”

“Why would Britney do that?”

“She's always been weird, always tried to suck my d**k behind Sienna's back, I don't know,” he said, throwing his hands in the air. “Since you're here, I need to finish this assignment. Can you just do it for me?”

“You're taking those posts down! Everyone thinks we slept together. And why did you break up with Sienna?”

“So people can believe you and I are hooking up?” He sounded like he was questioning my whole intelligence. “Catch up, Mia,” he rolled his eyes, not having a care in the world. “Will you help me or not? Last time my answers were flagged as AI.”

“What? You used that for an assignment?”

“I just need to pass this one. I need Vanessa off my back for a while, you know she's not letting me have parties even.”

The way he sounded like this was the most terrible thing she could ever do to him. Like parties were his lifeline. I mean, without them, he would literally drop dead.

“You take down the post, explain to Ryan we didn't have s*x, then I'll help you pass.”

“Mia, you're beautiful, but you can't make me do things for you. Only Ryan falls for that innocent face of yours.” He took out a bottle of alcohol and started gulping it down. “And besides, this is for your own good. Do you see how mad he was? He was even willing to fight me.”

Okay, that actually made sense. “Can I go do it and then send it to you?”

“How will I understand it then? Do it here, and I'll teach you a trick that will bring Ryan crawling back.” He winked and took another gulp.

Well, he didn't need to sell it more, that was enough to make me ask for his laptop.

“Hold on, before you start...” He took another gulp before placing the bottle down.

And right after the bottle came his towel. This time, I forgot to look away. What in the world?! Why was he doing this now?

“Second drawer, bring out the purple condom now,” he instructed.