Chapter 1
1085 Words
~Phoebe~
“Get off me!” I screamed, shoving the man hard. He stumbled back, and before anyone could react, I was already sprinting across the pavement.
Hi, I’m Phoebe Lowey—daughter of Alpha Frederick Lowey. The name means power, legacy, royalty... But I want none of it.
As I ran, my phone buzzed in my pocket. It was Liam.
“Where are you, Phoebe?”
“I’m safe,” I said breathlessly. “Are you home?”
“Yeah. Come over. Now.”
I ended the call and bolted toward his house.
Liam opened the door the moment I arrived.
“What happened?”
“They came for me again,” I said, collapsing onto the couch. “My father’s men. I told them I don’t want the title, the power, the crown. I just want to live my life.”
“You need this vacation more than ever,” Liam said. “We leave tomorrow. My dad’s handling everything.”
“Vacation?” I blinked, confused. “I forgot about that.”
Liam smiled. “Don’t worry. I’ve got you covered.”
Just then he took me up and I freshened up, laid on the bed and doze off.
I woke up in the late evening, got up, and I needed to go around and see what the Blackwood mansion looks like,
Just after my room, I looked out through the windows I saw a shadow, in the balcony,
Shirtless,
Cocky,
Dangerous, unmoving, just staring and sipping a glass of wine, he is too hot and sexy from what I saw.
My wolf awakened, yearning.
I was trying to at least see a clear picture of his face, but his masculine body was too attractive to let me see that.
I looked at him for a while, just as I swam in imagination. I couldn’t wait anymore for Liam to f**k me, he said till I’m 19 and that will be in four days time.
This time I was h***y, I have always wanted to be f****d,
I mean I have a p***y that has never been fed not even by my loyal boyfriend.
I have always had a hungry p***y and a thirsty c**t that needs a c**k to quench.
I mean, I’m a draining V*rgin, a hungry one.
Liam sees me as a child in the game. He has been my childhood lover, yes, but I’m not a child, I’m almost 19 for moon’s sake.
This particular time I’m h**ny and wet not for Liam, but for this man,
This figure.
After feeding my eyes, I lay down and slept, thinking about how crazy tomorrow would be.
I woke up to a knock on the door, it’s Liam, he got me some wears, sexy bikinis, lace panties all sexy and hot, that would fit in my round thick but-
Fluffy and soft, they were so tight and gummed.
About the man I saw last night, should I ask him?
“No,"
Liam only has a stepbrother who is out of town, tho I never met him in person, so who could this be?
I was seeing his sexy broad chest right inside my mind,
"Phoebe!" Liam called.
"Ohhh yeah, yes," I answered him, still absent-minded.
“Are you okay?" He asked.
"Oh yes," I was trying to put a smile on to bring myself out of what I got into right there in my head.
I was served breakfast and asked to get ready by Liam, but still yet the man kept coming to my head.
I got dressed in red lace pants, red handless curved half-cut bra and a long white jacket that looked like a robe, but the fabric was a light chiffon. I was ready for the vacation with the bag I packed my s* xy little outfits Liam got me,
Just as I was about to race downstairs to Liam’s call, I perceived a cologne, that same expensive perfume from a wealthy man, that same scent that turned me on.
I traced this scent through the back doors of the balcony.
I walked slowly, as if I didn’t want to get caught.
I got to the transparent doors of the balcony, it was him.
On a shirt that fitted him, it curved out the shape of his long, fat, c*ck well packed, soo sexy and veiny I thought, and his white sleeveless shirt, which was not buttoned, his broad chest is too sexy and hot,
His face looked like it had been sculpted from quiet authority, sharp jawline, straight nose, and cheekbones that could cut glass. His skin was smooth, kissed with a warm olive tone, and his lips—full, firm, and unreadable—seemed to carry secrets only the powerful kept. But it was his eyes that stole everything: piercing, steady, with that calm, commanding stare that only men with wealth and silence behind them possessed.
His shade was just a perfect dark one, he is too sexy, my pants are wet, almost soaked with just a stare, imagine how his touch would be,
I opened the door, and this man turned to me. Before he could say anything, I purposely dropped my face towel like it was a mistake, but girlllll, I had to use this opportunity, I couldn’t afford to miss it.
I bent just as my s*xy ass was close to his c*ck, I tried moving my butt for him to feel the fluffy.
Soft, bouncing butt, I have for him.
“Oh, sorry about that,” he said, still looking at me like he was feeding his eyes. The stare was already stripping me off.
“I’m fine,” I said, pretending to rush out. Neo was the only thing I heard from him.
Downstairs outside the house, Liam was already waiting at the car park though he was speaking to his childhood friends, because the vacation was going to be more like a hangout with old friends. For him,
But a fun center for me.
I was with him and two of his friends, whom he introduced me to just as they arrived, then he introduced them as Ethan and Jackson.
I exchanged pleasantries with them and just then I perceived that same sense again, that same Cologne.
He smelled of something exclusive like Noir Savage, the kind only billionaires and rich alphas wore.
I turned, and it’s Neo.
This man is dead hot, he’s too sexy, oh my gosh, my legs are shaking already.
He is too s**y.
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