Rachel felt slightly better after her conversation with Ryan. It felt very easy and natural to talk to him. He also opened up to her, even talking about his situation with Avery. After a few minutes, they felt starved and decided to fill their growling stomachs. On their way, Rachel took a detour to the restroom.
As soon as she entered the restroom, she saw Stacy standing in front of the mirror. She was touching up her makeup and fixing her hair. Rachel stood beside her and started washing her hands. Stacy saw Rachel through the mirror and recognized her immediately. She felt hatred coursing through her body for Rachel.
Alfred and Stacy had met six months ago while she was performing at an inauguration event of a new Ramirez hotel. She immediately took a liking to Alfred and asked him out on a date. Alfred didn't deny it, as he thought of it as an opportunity to distract himself from his past. Soon after the third date, they had s*x and since then they had been seen together in public. They had never admitted their relationship officially but were photographed together very often. She had grown very fond and attached to Alfred and had started brewing up plans for marrying him. But just in the past month, Alfred had become busier with his work because of which he had been avoiding her.
Today at his birthday party, his announcement shocked Stacy more than anyone. She felt cheated and was angry at Alfred for not informing her before. She also assumed that Rachel was the reason that he had stopped seeing her for the last month. But after observing the chemistry or rather lack of chemistry between him and his mate, she saw a possibility for their relationship not to work out and decided to try her luck again with Alfred.
"Rachel Carter! Congratulations! You must be feeling very lucky!" exclaimed Stacy trying not to sound jealous. Rachel immediately disliked her high-pitched voice and sultry accent. Rachel wasn't in the mood to talk to her either, so she simply ignored her.
"I am Stacy Adams by the way. I and Alfred were in a relationship until very recently."
"Yeah, everyone knows."
"Oopsy! I admit that our bodies were inseparable. But that's how couples are when they are in love, aren't they?" she asked mockingly.
Were they really in love?
"I wouldn't know", said Rachel sarcastically.
"Let me tell you one thing, not everyone understands Alfred. He can be a bit complicated and mysterious. But once he opens up, he is a darling!" She said passionately. Rachel ignored her again.
Of course, she knows him better than me!
"By the way, did you guys sleep together?" she asked. Rachel was taken by surprise and her eyes went wide open.
"Oopsy! Okay, I'll take it as a no." Stacy giggled, looking at Rachel's reaction. Rachel was feeling really annoyed by her remarks.
"Why do you care?"
"Just curious. Honestly, you are not his type. He likes bold women."
"Like you?" Rachel asked spitefully.
"I know it's hard for you to see Alfred paying more attention to me." Stacy wanted to piss off Rachel as much as possible. Rachel clenched her fists. She wanted to hit Stacy so badly but decided to leave instead before things turned ugly. She felt drunk and a bit dizzy already and didn't want to end up in a situation that she would regret the next day.
"By the way, he is a control freak in bed."
She is really testing my endurance now.
"Oh, is it?"
"I swear! We have done it more times than you can count. Trust me, darling."
"Aren't you brazen, talking about the Alpha in front of his Luna?"
"I am just trying to help you get to know him better."
"Why would I need help from someone like you?" scoffed Rachel.
"What do you mean by "someone like me"? Someone more successful, suitable, and sexier than you?"
"A slut like you!" the words came out instantaneously before Rachel could stop herself.
"How dare you call me that, b***h!" Stacy raised her hand to slap her, but Rachel caught it immediately and twisted it over Stacy's back. Rachel was much stronger than Stacy expected.
"b***h! Let go off me!"
"Stay away from me! And stay away from my mate!" she literally roared into her ear. Stacy felt a shiver through her body and instantly nodded in fear. Rachel released her hand and slammed out of the restroom.
Rachel felt very dejected and miserable. She was done with the night. She didn't want to eat anymore. She didn't want to talk to another soul. She just wanted to reach her bedroom and shut herself inside. She made her way through the crowd towards the stairs. Luckily, she could reach the stairs without anyone noticing and went up to her bedroom. She locked the door and fell on her bed. Her head was hurting because of the alcohol.
About ten minutes later, somebody started banging on her door loudly. Rachel got up startled. She didn't respond.
"Open the f*****g door!" came a voice from outside. He was banging again.
Alfred?
She hesitantly got up and walked towards the door. As soon as she opened it, Alfred barged in and shut the door behind him. Rachel looked at his face and a chill ran through her body. He looked outraged and angrier than she had ever seen him before.
"Did you call Stacy a slut? Did you slap her?" Alfred asked in a serious and calm tone, but Rachel could see the rage in his eyes. Rachel felt terrified and took a step back.
"Did you?"
"I.. I didn't slap her. She tried to hit me first. I twisted her arm as I was trying to defend.." before she could finish Alfred reached and grabbed her by her hair.
"Don't lie to me!" shouted Alfred in Rachel's face.
"I am not lying."
"How dare you disrespect her?"
"She instigated it! She started talking about your adventures in bed!" She said, frustrated.
"I warned you to stay away from my personal life."
"I don't f*****g care which w***e you bang. I just don't want to hear them bragging about it to me." Alfred's hands immediately wrapped around her neck, choking her.
"Say that one more time and I promise you'll regret it for the rest of your life."