“Come in Angel,” Beta says from the other end. I twist the handle and stroll in, calculated steps. My eyes meet Santiago first, “How did you know it was me?”
He smiles at me, eyeing me up and down. Despite his dislike for me, he can't deny how attractive I am. When he brings his eyes back to mine, he shrugs. “I could smell your desperation.”
Adrian's laughter fills the room and I turn to look at him before turning back to Santiago. “Hmm, Beta, can you excuse us for a while?”
He kicks his feet to the floor, clutching his laptop off Adrian's desk, “Yea, but less is more sometimes.” He comments, walking right past me. I know he is referring to my perfume, I twirl in it six times because I know Adrian prefers it. When the door behind me finally closes, I walk closer to Adrian.
He looks at me, clearly appreciating what he sees. “What's up Angel, are you leaving?”
I shake my head, “She's coming between us.”
Adrian looks at me with confusion.
“Your little sister's best friend.” I mutter.
“Camilla?”
I nod and he shakes his head, his gaze still fixed on mine. “No, she's not doing anything. She's just...Umm well I mean Camilla is… she well-”
“It's fine.” I snort, cutting him off. He can't even explain what she is. I move closer, walking to him and sitting in his lap, each of my legs on either side of his so I'm straddling him. His gaze instantly falls to my chest, “Can I ask you one question?”
He doesn't look up to me, when he groans, “What's that Angel?”
Resting a hand on his shoulder, I frown. “Is she good in bed like me?” Adrian's head falls back into his seat, his body jerking before he fixes his posture. He is laughing, I'm serious but he finds it funny. “You can't be serious.”
“Hmm okay since you won't answer that either, I feel obligated to let you know I've been bad.” I pout. Adrian's finger traces my lips and he arches an eyebrow, needing me to tell him what I did. “Alpha, I've done bad things and I must be punished.”
His hands find my ass, squeezing it tightly. “How bad?”
I flinch from the pain but focus on the mission at hand. “Well, you see I-”
I'm cut short by someone bursting the door open. I groan in frustration as I look over my shoulder, Racheal. Another brat created at the hands of Adrian and Santiago. We should be getting along but ever since the arrival of Camilla, Racheal has had no desire to converse with me. Racheal's eyes are wide, her mascara is running and she can barely hold herself up. When Adrian sees the state she is in he instantly rises, forgetting I'm in his lap and I fall on my back when he does.
Racheal runs into his arms and he caresses her back. I pick myself up and peek at the person that just ruined my plan, crying in the arms of my lover. I shift my gaze to him, he is clenching his jaw so hard I'm worried for his teeth. But that's just him when he's angry.
“Sweetheart, what is the name of my ensuing victim?” He asks sweetly, his tone calm but I see the rage building up. I instantly make my exit, I guess we can continue this after he has murdered whoever made her cry and I know for sure he'll come looking for me after this, he likes to fuck for distraction too.