Chapter 3
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CRYSTAL'S POV
Loud music blared from the speakers as girls in skimpy dresses danced to the beat.
I rolled my eyes and took a sip of the mocktail before me.
I hate parties.
My highschool graduation party left me with PTSD towards parties in me.
I wouldn't have come to this school trip but Anna had insisted on shoving me right in the middle of it all, claiming I wouldn't get another chance to go on an all-expense paid trip with a yacht ride to the Island.
The normal students paid for it while the scholarship students are allowed in, without payment.
The school treats scholarship students incredibly well, unlike in wolfdom.
They are destined to climb the corporate ladders and work for big companies.
So they treat them well and help companies scout out talents to be employed in firms.
I can't believe I'm in a five-star hotel, looking at rich kids partying, while I hide in a corner, downing glass after glass of mocktail.
Damn you, Anna!
I will never listen to you again.
I saw Ethan dressed in his designer suit, looking like a god.
He was surrounded by his bodyguards.
At once, a hush fell on the crowd and everyone, especially girls, began to 'ooh, awwn and aaah' in admiration, looking as if they would swoon at a moment's notice.
I rolled my eyes and hurriedly crept away, hoping to avoid him.
I slipped into a private room and sighed, massaging my temples.
Thank goodness the school reserved the whole hotel, in order to accommodate all the students, during this anniversary celebration.
I sighed and carried my purse on my thighs, wondering if I should sneak up to the room.
But if I go to the hotel room when others are busy partying, if anything gets lost, they will insist I'm the one that stole it.
I grabbed a bottle of champagne from the wine bar and went to the abandoned buffet table, and began to stuff my face with peppered chicken and champagne while waiting for 3a.m when the party will be over.
Damn! It's still 11p.m
I felt the door open and looked up while taking a swig of the champagne.
I immediately spit out the drink in shock at the person before me.
Ethan locked the door and waved at me, a naughty smirk on his face.
I hurriedly looked around, but that door he was leaning on, while lazily smiling at me like a predator, was the only exit.
"You have avoided me pretty well, all semester. Do you want to use the window? I won't advise it though. This is the thirtieth floor. Even if you're Immortal, your pretty little neck will still snap" he said with a wide grin, walking slowly towards me.
"At first, I didn't notice you were avoiding me. I mean, I'm a master's degree student while you're just a college freshman, even though we're in the same department, we won't have to meet most of the time. But you still made the effort to stay far away. I'm flattered", he completed and squatted before me.
"I don't know what you're talking about," I insisted.
"Crystal Carter, nineteen years old. One of the benefactors of my scholarship foundation, recently moved to the area with her mother and elder sister, however her details before they arrived in the area are obscured. You kicked your benefactor, I guess you're afraid of losing your scholarship, but I'm not that petty sweetheart, especially to beautiful, little, feisty girls like you" he said, rubbing my lips with his thumb.
"Thanks. I made a mistake. It's good that you won't terminate my scholarship because of it" I whispered, feigning gratitude.
Sparks were going through my body, triggered by his thumb.
However, remembering what Danny did had me frozen.
I tried to gently push him away, but he pinned down my hands with incredible agility and placed his lips on mine, devouring me.
Unlike my hesitation towards Danny, I automatically felt myself leaning into him.
My PTSD hit and I quickly disengaged myself.
"I have been wondering what your lips taste like, ever since that day. Now, I know. It's sweeter than whatever I imagined and I can't help but want more" he whispered.
I looked around uncomfortably.
"Where did you hide the camera? Or are there people you made a bet with, waiting to laugh at me and call me cheap?" I asked angrily.
He frowned and grabbed my jaws.
"How dare you insult me? Who do you think you are that I will put myself through the humiliation of being recorded? I want you, and I will have you, now!" He whispered firmly, feeling insulted and angry.
I rolled my eyes at his audacity.
"Crystal, I want you. You're doing things to my body and mind without even trying. If I can't have you tonight, I will go crazy. I need you, now" he whispered and bent down to kiss me again.
What's wrong with this psycho?
"I'm not a prostitute or a cheerleader! I don't mess around with men, especially not because you want it" I snapped angrily.
"I want you to be my girlfriend and my lover. I'm attracted to you, a lot. I have never felt this way before. I have never met someone that made me curious. You're like a mystery I need to unravel and most importantly, the things you do to my body, I have never felt it before" he insisted.
I touched my cheeks.
They were burning in embarrassment.
Must he be so vocal?
"Don't you feel embarrassed to admit such things?" I stammered, looking away.
"Whatever I want, I go after it without hesitation or remorse. I didn't get my wealth by being indecisive. And now, I want you" he whispered, rubbing my lips.
"What if I don't want you?" I asked angrily.
"Then I will make you want me. I will make you want to hold me and never let go. I will wrap you around my fingers, till you can't imagine a life without me. I'm Ethan Romano, what I want is what I get, always" he whispered, his eyes blazing with fire and lust.
His courage and passionate words had weakened my resolve.
Do all men go after women so bullishly?
Or is it only handsome alpha males?
He's godly handsome and filthy rich, intelligent and well built.
Goddess!
His six pack abs always evokes lust in women during the college swimming tournaments.
And now, I realize he's not just charismatic, he's also very persuasive.
I felt wetness in between my legs, shocking me.
He didn't touch me yet, just the kiss and his thumb rubbing against my lips occasionally, and I'm already so wet.
Just being around him is turning me on and messing with my mind.
He suddenly smiled, confusing me.
My nightmare immediately returned.
Is he playing the same trick Daniel used?
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