Lilith
My heart was beating so fast that I thought it would jump out of my chest, and my mouth became strangely dry.
A sweat broke on my forehead, and my eyes didn’t stop twitching nervously.
I was left with 2 options.
Expose the truth or cover it.
I would have gone for the latter, but I was worried that Alpha Casper might sense that I was telling a lie.
I didn’t want to give myself a bad reputation, so I stuck to the first option.
Maybe it was for the best.
Maybe it was high time. I gave Mr. Parker and his family a bitter taste of their medicine.
It would fill me with great pleasure to see Delilah and her mother break when Alpha Casper deals with them.
“Is it a guy? Did he try to force himself on you? Did he get mad and hit you when you wouldn’t allow him to touch you?”
I was silent, searching for the right words to say so I wouldn’t provoke him more.
“Fucking answer me, I’m fucking losing it!” He growled, banging his fist on the wall before grinding his teeth furiously.
His face was covered in rage and the heavy steam from his anger enveloped him.
“I need a fucking answer, Lilith and I’m not going to fucking repeat this again. Who the hell did this to you?!”
“Who hit you?!”
I jolted back, my hands hanging beside my head as Alpha Casper’s anger suffocated me.
“You will take me there and I’m not only going to make them pay, I’ll fucking kill them for laying those filthy hands on you.”
“No one, I repeat, no one is allowed to hurt even a hair on your head.”
“Let’s go!” He hissed, dragging me to the door.
“Wait, you are taking this too far, it’s just a misunderstanding,” I tried to pacify him, stooping before we got out of the house.
I wanted to make them pay for what they did to me. But deep down, I couldn’t let Alpha Casper rough-handle my father. Not after knowing that he couldn’t control his anger.
My father might hate me, but the days when he showered me with loads of affection was still stuck in my memory.
“Lily,” he clenched his teeth, tightening his grip around my jaws before fixing his furious eyes into mine.
His fingers dug into my flesh and the area began to sting.
I almost collapsed when his wolf almost forced himself out.
“Talk!” He warned, drawing harsh air as his chest rose and fell in anger.
“First of all, you need to calm down,” I dragged, pushing him gently away from me and massaging my jaws that throbbed gently.
“What the fuck does that even mean?” He asked, shooting his brows in surprise with his hands folded across his chest.
“I’ll explain, just chill out. You are taking this too far.” I patted him, moving a few inches to catch my breath. But it didn’t stop my heart from racing fast.
I was about to lie to Alpha Casper. I didn’t feel good about it, but that was my only option.
“Start explaining before I force the words from your mouth.”
“How?” I shrugged, biting my bottom lip.
A naughty smirk danced along his face as his eyes darkened in lust. “I will fuck the truth out of your little mouth,” he mumbled, placing his thumb on my lips before letting it slide down to my lower lip and moving it in circles.
I kissed the tingling I felt when he pulled his thumb away from me, placing his hands in his pocket and covering the space between us.
I swallowed hard, biting my inner cheeks to stop me from blushing hard.
It was hard to focus around him especially when he got dangerously sexy.
“Don’t make me wait or I’ll have you bend over that table,” he sneered, turning his head to the direction of the dining table that sat at the end of the room.
My. vagina clenched in excitement and my pants moistened.
But as much as I would love to have him inside me on the table, I was too tired and all that sat on my mind was to repay Rick’s money.
“Fine. I was at the park waiting for my friend, but two people were fighting so I stepped in to separate, but I got hit in the process.”
“Oh.” I heard him say before heaving a breath of relief, placing his palm on his forehead while the other hand hung on his waist.
“What were you thinking? Why would someone hit me?” I rolled my eyes, releasing a convincing laughter before patting his shoulder. “Relax. Don’t make a big deal, it’s nothing.”
“And don’t go about separating people. What are you? A peacemaker?” His voice was accented. I could tell he was slightly annoyed.
He swallowed, and I watched how his Adam apple glided down gently before getting pushed up. It was so sexy.
“That was a pretty bad slap. You should see your cheeks right now. Don’t separate fights again. You got lucky this time, what if you got hit in the eyes? It could ruin your sight-”
“Okay, don’t take this far. I need to rest. I am fatigued.” I breathed, kissing him lightly before heading upstairs. But then he started following me.
“What are you doing?”
“Getting you some drugs and ointment so you will feel better.”
“There is no need. I’m fine,” I muttered, walking past him and locking myself in the room.
Tears flowed down my eyes when I examined my red cheeks.
Fuck Mr Parker and his new family. Fuck Ricky.
I tore my eyes from the mirror, walking to my bed as I downloaded some videos and instructions about the site Daphne introduced me to.
Satisfaction coursed through me when I glanced through the review and saw how ladies testified the site was a money machine that helped them live flashy lifestyles and sorted their bills.
With a heavy frown on my face, I downloaded the Fantastic app, registered my account and filled in my bank account details. After a series of tests and questions, and clicking on ‘I am not a robot’ pop-ups, I finally became a creator on Fantastic app.
Logging into my account, I put in the necessary details and uploaded a naughty short bio about me together with a profile picture.
But I started to have second thoughts after I uploaded my profile picture. For hours, no one dmed me or flirted with me. After setting up my account, in less than an hour, I was supposed to be drowning in flirty messages of horny bastards that would pay to become my exclusive fans.
Whatever they pay goes into my account immediately after the app takes 50% and gives me 50%.
But why was no one interested in me? Was I not beautiful enough?
Fuck, I had a few days, yet no fans.
I called Daphne, almost panicking as I waited for her to pick the call.
“Daphne, what’s happening?” I asked breathlessly in worry.
“It’s been 4 hrs and no one dmed me!” I lamented, without allowing her to speak.
“Relax. Someone must have dmed you. Did you check well?”
“Yes. I have 0 messages.”
“Are you sure you watched the video I sent on how to set up your account?”
“Yes.”
“Calm down, let me go through your profile.” Her voice went off for a minute before she scoffed.
“Seriously? You put up this boring picture and expect someone to message you? Is this a joke?”
I furrowed my brows, unable to understand her words. “There is nothing wrong with the picture-”
“Stop arguing and show some skin. Show your cleavage. Who are you hiding them from?” If you want fans, show more of your curves and change your bio into something more sexy.”
“But I don’t want to show my face!” I argued, groaning as I started running out of patience.
“You don’t have to. Wear a revealing cloth and show half your boobs. That’s enough to leave them thirsty and send a message. Check out other girls’ profiles too. Learn how it’s done.”
“Fine!”
“I have to go. Don’t forget to watch the video I sent on how to dance like a stripper and talk to your clients. It’s not necessary that you use your real voice. And lastly, you need some set of costumes if you want to earn a lot from this site. You need clothes that will cling to your skin or some sexy lingerie. Go shopping, you will see what you want. Plus they like ladies in black and red. Good luck,” she said before hanging up.
I slumped on my bed heavily, thinking of all that she had said and taking them into action.
I changed the writeup into a slutty one, and took a picture with my bra on, pressing my hands by the side of my boobs so it would appear even bigger.
A wave of satisfaction hit me when I checked my picture for the last time and saw how huge my boobs appeared. They were like giant watermelons.
I dropped my phone on the nightstand, walking into the bathroom to shower and change into a comfortable nightgown.
Surprise coursed through me when I stepped out as my phone wouldn’t stop buzzing with u read messages.
I almost jumped in excitement when I saw 20 messages lined up waiting for me.
I giggled, opening the messages one after the other, but the smile on my face vanished as all of them demanded the same thing.
“Show me pussy!”