HER LIPS
HALI'S POV
My lips were stretched with a smirk when I turned around, watching Zarya ramp towards Trace. She was learning, not just learning, applying what she got from me. She was now a brave woman with a clear vision. I would not be bored tonight.
I was startled when Zarya located her body in front of him, standing there, showing her curves to them, making them stop kissing and flirting.
"Hi, Trace Hendrix." She waved her hand like a flirt poor little thing.
I stepped one and then stopped. I should trust what her plan was. She would not harm herself, she knew what she was doing, even though her gesture annoyed me.
"Can I solo you?" Zarya gave her a meaningful smile.
Trace smirked at her and removed the woman from her crotch. "Can you play?"
Play? What play is he talking about? Play in bed? In brutality?
"I always want." She put her finger on her lips, inserting her forefinger, seducing him, touching her neck slowly to her breast and then thighs.
Shit. My friend down there was hard in that simple action of hers.
I walked one step again and stopped. I should not come ot her or her plan would be ruined.
Let her stand on herself, Hali!
Trace stood up, the lust was in the depths of his eyes. "Bram's virgin secretary? Did he know you are here? With those uniforms?" He gazed at Zarya's peeking breasts.
This fucker made my vision dark. If I could not restrain myself, I could hit his face until his nice-looking features were broken.
"Shh." Zarya continued flirting. Her voice and tone were making my cock harden. I wanted to bury it with her, if only not because of Colden. I must take her as long as I desired, just like before. I could not change the fact that I cared for Colden, even if I was irritated with him all the time. A coward king who could not hold a sword. He will be murdered early.
My whole system burned in the fire, even if I am the Alpha King of Water when Trace stood up and encircled his arms on Zarya. He was about to kiss her when Zarya blocked him with her palm. "I want private. I'm a virgin, you know?"
I scoffed in sarcasm. Virgin, huh? Did she forget how many times I fucked her? She made me laugh.
By the way, I am a wolf. Even though they were far from me and the loud sound of music was covering the whole place, I could hear them. My palms crumpled when I observed them walking away, going upstairs. I could not take this anymore. I followed them, but I made sure, they would not recognize my presence. Well, except Zarya, her sense of awareness of the environment was becoming sharp. She knew I was here.
I followed them upstairs. I gritted my teeth when I saw them kissing the halfway to the room.
Fucker!
I was about to take a move when Zarya gazed at me with her sharp eyes. She gestured for me to go away! What the heck! The damn she was doing mad eme so livid. I liked to kill that motherfucker before his hands touched her privates.
Damn it!
I felt so little while standing her, looking at Zarya and that freak Trace. When they moved inside the room, I liked to destroy the door. However, she would not mind that. I closed my hands tightly. I held the railing, waiting for her next step. The sarcasm and bitterness were written into my face. I should not care about her! I must go and let her freaking die!
Why am I staying here? I know she would not be the same Zarya anymore. She could murder him in just one bite of her wolf. I just let her do her plan because I wanted to see what she learned from me. How will she fight?
This morning, I heard what happened to her one of her best friends, the one who I met at the restaurant. I followed her the whole day. She just did not notice me. From the Jenkins Enterprise to Trace Hendrix's house to here.
After a minute of waiting, I heard a low groan. What the hell? Did they…
I did not hesitate to go and fuck ruined the door. I was surprised when Zarya was revealed to me. Her clothes were ripped, scattering into the floor. She was completely nude. Her breasts were exposed, everything to heart.
"Zarya…" My heart pumped so loud and reckless. I did not want to imagine what did the bastard do to her. I hurried towards her and hugged her so tight. "What did he fucking do to you!"
My hands were shaking when I saw a spot of blood on the floor. I looked at her eyes directly. There was no emotion, she was like a different person. She was like not Zarya, she is a monster.
She removed my hand from her shoulder and wiped her lips with the back of her hands. I did not notice that there was blood dripping from her mouth. My forehead wrinkled, finding where was Trace. I looked at the door of the bathroom, at the bed, at the couch, he was not there. Where is he?
"Apology, King Water. I'm creating a mess in my first kill."
My mouth was barely open. I looked down at the floor. There was blood all over it. Her mouth had blood, too. Don't tell me to bite him to death? With her wolf form?
The smirk was established on her lips. The satisfaction exhaled escaped from her mouth. "It was addicting to hear his shout while I was ripping him into pieces." She placed her forefinger on her chin. "I guess I should take it long, so he could feel more pain? Maybe I should do that to Caspian Gatlin? What do you think?"
"Damn it." I folded my arms below my chest. "You killed him by the use of your fang as a wolf?"
"Yeah. My wolf is kinda energetic today." She shrugged. "No signs of killing, except for the blood scattering. "I ate him. My stomach is full."
I shook my head. I could not believe that she would do stupid shit. "That doesn't mean you are strong. I better hear from you, you used a gun, or knife, not your wolf." I turned my back at her. I did not say she did a good job, but she needed to be neater when killing. She messed around and surely, the camera from this place could film that she was the last person accompanied by Trace. She would be the first person of interest.
"If I were you… hack the CCTV camera and kill those two women who saw you walking away with Trace Hendrix." I looked back at her. She seemed unbothered. "Just a suggestion."
She smirked at me. "Froy did that for me."
"Buddy!" Froy stepped out of the bathroom.
"What the hell? You are here all the time?"
"Yeah." Froy tapped my shoulder. "I didn't look when Zarya ripped him into pieces like meat. By the way, those two women were involved in Amari Ledes' Death."
"Include me in the plan, next time." I gazed at Zarya's red lips. I remembered the lips of Trace touched her. I walked towards her. Zarya gasped for air when I brought my face near her. I raised my hand and wiped her lips with my thumb. "My lips are the sweetest, aren't they?"
The smile established on her lips. She removed my hands from her, causing the waves on my forehead to form. "Colden's lips are."
Her smirk widened as if she could remember what they did. As if that was the best thing that had happened to her.
What the fuck!