“Make sure to smile!” Nadia declared and waved me off for dinner.
Climbing down, I went through my plan in my head, hoping by Goddess it worked. That weasel now saw me as an enemy. What chances do I have that she would want anything to do with me?
I was quiet during dinner irrespective of my heart thudding against my rib, praying that Theresa doesn’t pick on me.
After dinner, Theresa left and I relaxed, followed by Paisley. I waited for another five minutes and excused myself from the table, paying blind eyes to the close scrutiny from Alonso.
I climbed the rungs two at a time, my pulse quickening. That girl is mad in the head and can do anything shabby when provoked. The last time I saw her angry proved that. If anything goes wrong, I would be suspected and fished out. The laugh would be on me.
I knocked on her door gently and held my breath.
A few shuffling movements within and the door swung open, her eyes expanding in fury when it landed on me. “You bitch! What are you doing here?”
I put on my seduction vibes as disgusting as that sounded to me, neglecting her foul attitude. “Paisley, c’mon… I’m sorry for everything, okay? I know I messed up but I wouldn’t want that to cause enmity between us.”
She eyes me dubiously. “You must be dafter than I thought to show your face here and think I will listen to your sorry excuse of an apology!”
I took a deep breath and inched close, her brow riding up to her forehead in surprise. “Look, Paisley. You want the King? Then you can have him.” That tasted bitter in my mouth but I proceeded, “After yesterday, I realized how much… How much I wanted you in, you know… that way…” I boldly lurched forth to trace my hand on her sizable cleavage.
She gasped, her eyes darkening fast which she masked up with a snarl. “Well, too late. I changed my mind.”
“Paisley…”
“Stay away from me, Danika. If you think I will fall for your cheap trick, then you must be very foolish,” she bit out and banged the door on my face.
My face flushed in humiliation, which invigorated the moment I turned to leave and saw the King coming toward me from down the hall. I whirled around and took off without wasting time.
Of course, he would come after me. I entered my room and was about to shut my door when his large hand grabbed it and held it, informing me I had to let go or risk sleeping with an open door this night if he yanked it off.
“What was that for?” he asked with a pinched exterior.
“Exactly what it looked like. I’m not in the mood to talk to you,” I blew up.
“Why?”
Yeah, why? I exhaled air. “Nothing. Maybe because I know you are going to ask me what I was doing there and I wasn’t ready to answer.”
“So are you now? Because I really want to know.” He cocked his brows, his perky biceps flexing as he folded his arms across his broad chest. Today, he was on a simple orange shirt and brown trousers which highlighted his hair color.
“I just want to make peace with her. No more fighting,” I dubbed impishly. From his outlook that wasn’t convincing enough. I busted out laughing. “You asshat! I’m kidding. I have a plan which I’m working on, so don’t intrude.” I glared at him in a warning.
“Tell me about it.”
I rapidly shook my head, knowing there is no way he would let me do it. “I told you to trust me, right? Do your thing and let me do mine. I think you should be thinking of the alliance whilst I work on resolving this.” I surmised.
He closed his eyes, his tense shoulder relaxing. He came forward to hold my shoulders. “What if there is truly a baby and it’s mine?”
Oh, Gad, I don’t want that to happen. It’s a truth I’m not willing to reflect on. “I don’t know, Alonso. Maybe when we get to that bridge we will cross it.”
“No. Now, Munchkin. Let’s cross it now. I have already made up my mind. I’m not marrying her anymore. But I can’t let my child go if there’s any.” My heart skipped a beat the way he made it sound.
If I say I don’t feel like a bucket of cold water was doused on me on a winter evening, I am a blasted liar. Yet, it’s nice that he is being thoughtful and not his usual selfish self. It shows he is compassionate and would make a good Dad to his kids someday. “Then we will keep him or her, Alonso. I don’t mind, as long as I can be with you.”
He cradled me to his chest and kissed my hair. “You are the best thing to happen to any man, Danika. I feel blessed. I’m so stupid not to have known this from the beginning.”
I tapped him, becoming embarrassed at how small I looked at his wall of bricks built, and height. “Let me go, Alpha King. You are squashing me.”
His body shook with a rumbling chuckle. “Don’t call me that or I might be forced to act on it and truly squash you.”
I giggled. “I’m on heat now.”
“Can we do it, even for five minutes?” His eyes glistened with mischief.
I nudged him away. “Go away, Alonso. I have a lot on my mind, sex is the last thing we should be thinking about now.”
“But-”
“No, but.” I swatted his arm, winked, and went in. I like this new power I’m welding over him right now, and more is the fact that he can no longer sneak into my mind when he wants.
When my door closed, I went to the window to think of my next plan. I don’t intend to be friends with that kraut for one week. I might get irritated one day and choke her to death. The faster the better.
The wind blew across my face and I closed my eyes and welcomed it. I smiled at the scent of the sea assailing the atmosphere. It has become prominent from this season to last till fall. If only we weren’t in the middle of settling a major brouhaha, I would have suggested to Alonso we go on vacation close to the beach. It has always been my dream.
When I opened my eyes, a tiny bird landed on a woodpecker, perching on one of the palm trees outside, looking directly at me. It was as though I had a pull to it, or it was bedazzled with me. As I dared to smile at it, it cawed and flew off into the night.
As though it relayed something to me, an idea struck me. I rushed to my closet and rummaged haphazardly for something until my hand laid on this beautiful black lingerie with sparkles that Paisley got for me some time ago. According to her, she said when she saw it, she had imagined how my body would look in it.
I looked intently at it, willing my mind to accept what I’m about to do with it. I’m not like that, but life has taught me that to get the best results, sometimes you have to play dirty.
It’s time to play dirty baby girl. I grinned lopsidedly and left the closet. I dislodged my dinner gown and wore it fast. I went to the mirror and discarded the bind holding my hair, letting it spill on my shoulders and frame my face.
With a quick nude gloss to make my lips look plump and shimmer, and a little powder, I thought I look good to go. I twisted from side to side to appraise myself, fear clenching my heart almost making me give up this nasty idea and go to sleep. But Mary’s words screamed in my head.
“It doesn’t mean who you are, it’s just to get what you want…”
Immediately, I got the courage to pick my robe and tie around me, doused myself with my cologne, switched off my room light, and left my room.
In front of her door, I took a steady breath, closed my eyes, and masked my scent as well as placed a barrier so that Alonso wouldn’t know what I’m doing. This is for us, I wouldn’t want him coming to ruin it. Then I knocked.
My smile still in place, I waited. There was no sound. I knocked quietly once more and still nothing. Looking left to right, I gradually turned the knob and the door opened, letting me into the Bumblebee’s sanctuary.
I looked around the exquisite room which like its owner had a bubbly outlook. Everything is furnished in red and rainbow pink. I rolled my eyes, which fell on a lone figure on the bed, darkly taking me in.
Why was she silent then?
Seems my trick worked. This is so overwhelming, I don’t think I can do this. I whirled around abruptly to run off but her voice stopped me.
“Wait!”
I faltered, a sweaty creepy smile crawling up my body and face. Just what I wanted. Gradually I spun to meet her lusty gaze.
“Do you mean what you said?” She was suddenly beside me, her hand shooting out to haul me flat against her with a force too robust for the Paisley I know.
“Y-yes,” I stuttered, my eyes twitching as my heartbeat thundered, my breath laborious in fear.
“Nice decision, Danika… Cuz no one crosses me.” Her hand went slowly down my cleavage and packed my boobs. I squeaked but didn’t move away, still maintaining bold eye contact.
“Yes…”
“mmm… I told you, you will like this.” With one jerk, the front of the lingerie flew down and the next minute, her mouth was replacing her fingers on my pebbled nipples.
I lost it.
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