NYLAH
I felt like I’d been used all over again. Like I’d been exploited and discarded, just like the first ti.
Standing up from the bed, I picked up my clothes from the floor and pressed them to my chest before walking to the restroom.
It all went back to how it was, just like a couple of weeks back, I thought he wanted to make it up to for the weeks he didn’t acknowledge but alas, it was not so.
He just wanted to remind that I was a good or commodity he could sample whenever he liked.
I shut the door behind and walked out of his lounge and out of the building.
Xavier left broken than I was when I went to et him. The realization of what his actions ant broke and made feel unwanted.
’Maybe this is the push I needed. Maybe he wanted to put in my place, make know the difference between his mate and .’ I thought to myself with a shrug as I unlocked my door and walked into my room.
I was exhausted from the pressure he put through, and I wanted to do was freshen up and lay down on my bed in silence.
So I climbed into the shower and turned the handle of the faucet. I let the water cascade down my body for minutes without washing myself, I wanted the water to wash away the mories of that night.
mories of Xavier’s sexy body over mine as he discovered my body with his hand and dealt with sweet torture.
Slowly, I trailed my hand to the spot between my legs, the spot Xavier discovered and exploited with his hand.
I felt sinful, full of shit. Inhaling deeply, I rubbed my hand over the spot, with the water still running all over . I rubbed the slimy discharge that covered my vag**a with swiftness and hoped within that it would wash away my horrible ordeal.
The sound of the room door opening got on my toes, though no one else could access my room except for Sofia who had a spare key to my room but she usually called for whenever she ca in and didn’t see in the room. But there was no sound of Sofia’s voice.
I knew sothing was off about it, so I reached for my towel and sprinted out of the restroom. I froze when I saw Alpha Xavier standing in my room, looking around the place that suddenly seed shabby under his glorious aura.
He shifted his gaze to the mont I walked out of the restroom, his eyes squinted as if taking in every detail.
"Did you touch yourself?" He asked with a raspy tone.
I arched a brow, confused at his question. He was the sa person who sent out of his room a few minutes ago, and now he was in mine.
I wanted to ask him how he entered my room in the first place, but then I rembered that he was the Alpha of the pack. There wasn’t a place he wouldn’t have access to. Especially access to his possessions.
"Why are you here?" I asked instead, still processing his question.
"Did you touch yourself?" He was closing the distance between us now, and I felt a lump grow in my throat.
"No, I didn’t--" I wanted to tell him that I would like him to leave my room, but he cut short before the words could drop out of my mouth.
"Good. I don’t want you to touch yourself." And with those words, he turned around again and walked out of the room. Leaving even more confused than I was before.
Why did he co into my room to tell not to touch myself? As if leaving hanging wasn’t frustrating enough.
I slumped onto the bed, confusion churning within .
The door opened again, and I shifted my gaze to the door, thinking Xavier decided to co back to my room to make sure I hadn’t touched myself, but it was Sofia who walked in.
"Uhh, what is going on? Why is there a guard who refused to go and has been standing by your door for a while now?" She asked, and I wasn’t even surprised that he left a guard there.
"Okay, sothing is really going on. What happened?" She asked when I didn’t act surprised. I shrugged as I thought of where to start.
Maybe I should start from when I got to his room, how he didn’t seem excited to see or when he ordered to strip and dance for him or when he ordered to lay on the bed with my legs open.
Or when he stopped abruptly without warning and sent out of his room like a puppet he could control whenever he wanted.
I didn’t know where to start from or how, so I decided to just tell her sothing that would make both our lives easy and less complicated.
"Nothing much, just the right amount of viciousness that I needed to confirm that he was the sa Xavier, nothing had changed about him," I replied, my gaze was anywhere except Sofia’s face, I was too ashad to lock gaze with her.
"He sent out of his room to show where I was and what power he had over ," I concluded.
Sofia didn’t speak for minutes, and it was as though she was processing my words.
"Did you do anything to provoke him?" She asked after so minutes of silence that felt like an eternity.
I laughed at her question.
"I wish I provoked him, I wish I did sothing to cause his actions because then I would understand why he’s doing all this to , I’d understand why he sent out of his room like I was so criminal or I reminded him of an unpleasant event.
Maybe I did...
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