Chapter 75
TYSON
"Goodness! I swear it's not what you think!"
I gasped harshly and tried to peel Zenevieva off my body but she wrapped her hands around my waist tightly and murmured some Incoherent words which made me cursed.
Marcella would definitely burst from the way her mouth was wide agape, staring at us both with eyes like saucers.
She was transfixed and shaking her head in disbelief.
Damn!
Why couldn't I just throw Zenevieva off and talk things into her head that it's not my fault, it's as if I'm glued and my body was relaxed to her embrace on my body.
God! She smelt like lavender oil with strawberries blended together.
My tongue was tied, Zenevieva wasn't even in her right senses and she kept muttering some gibberish and smiling.
"Wait for me in the guest room Marcella, we'll talk about this."
"TALK ABOUT WHAT!!"
She screamed in fury and shook in disbelief.
"What's this Tyson, can't you throw her off and break her head for even daring to be in your exquisite room?"
"Not now Marcella, you of all people should know that I'm scheming something up. You know how much I detest this girl so stop overreacting."
"Ten minutes!! I give you just that or I'm gone for good!"
She fired and left, making me sigh in frustration.
This is so messed up!
Like what the heck am I even doing with this …. rogue?
If anyone would tell me that she would be this close to me, I'd have punched his nose so hard.
My wolf was created with his own stupidity and lack of self control as it kept purring in utmost desperation to touch her hair or to just let her be, right here on my body but No!!
Marcella is here for crying out loud and this is so wrong and fucking right!
I tossed her off again and I swallowed when she held the hem of my shirt, dragging it close so I won't move an inch.
I just let her be, She will be less conscious of herself once she falls deeply asleep.
Thirty minutes later, she didn't budge.
We ended up falling asleep together till dawn.
ZENEVIEVA.
It was warm.
I didn't want to get up but I needed to. My head ached terribly as I remembered how I had drank despite Tyler's warnings.
I've never tasted an alcoholic drink in my life since I was never privileged to be among those who drank that, but since I had an opportunity last night, I gave it my all.
I felt an arm on my waist and my eyes widened.
There's no way Kyle would sneak in Tyson's room right?
I gasped at the realization of who I was sleeping on as I shook my head terribly in the worst shock of the century.
God! No way.
I looked up to see Tyson peacefully sleeping and I wish I could capture this moment when he actually looked like a human or a calm soul with conscience and not a monster.
His long lashes were closed and his brows were carved perfectly with full arranged hairs falling neatly.
Damn! He was so cute even more than Kyle to some extent but….
Bang!
The ear splitting sound from the door made me vibrate that I rolled over and fell hard on the floor, wincing in pain.
Ouch! Who the hell was that this morning?
I rubbed my sleepy eyes and tried to yawn when I received a heavy slap on my cheeks and I became awakened by force as I sprang on my feet and gasped.
"Marcella!"
"How dare you, you shameless public slut?" She yelled as tears sheened her eyes and I scoffed.
My blood was in a very hot temperature and I'm definitely going to lash out terribly.
"Repeat what you just said."
"How dare you seduce Tyson huh? You literally begged and forced him to lie on the bed with you huh? Or did you use your witchcraft on him again? How the fuck did you even exist to make life a nightmare for everyone?"
I hissed and raised my hands to slap her hard when Tyson held my hands.
"Don't!"
"Let go of me!" I yelled.
"Don't touch her Veieva, you were at fault. I would have gone to meet her but you were all over me and I got stucked with you. Who said you could drink and did all of what you did yesterday."
My cheeks burnt with extreme embarrassment and I tore my gaze away from him.
"What did I do?"
"Really, you want to know?" He scoffed and cocked his head like the arrogant bastard he was.
"I'll never do anything stupid afterall."
"Oh you did, actually."
"Look Tyson, I don't care what I did in my drunken state. It won't change the fact that I dislike both and you're a monster cause the next time you stop me from dealing with some maniacs I'll transfer that aggression to you."
I turned to Marcella.
"If you touch me again, I'll make sure you don't get to see your foot in this palace again!"
She gasped and laughed.
"Are you still high or something? With whose order and authority? Just because you think you've fucked the King doesn't make you a Queen of authority!"
I threw a hard punch to her mouth and she cried out as blood filled her mouth.
"Say that one more time and I'll rip your hair off!"
I yelled.
"Tyson!" She gasped and he swallowed and scoffed.
"Won't you say anything!"
"Of course I will! My dad won't stoop so low to do anything with her, that wasn't a nice thing to say."
"What's wrong with you Tyson? What with this stupid strange behaviour of yours towards her lately."
She yelled and he dragged her by the arm and stomped out and which made me hissed in irritation.
I can't believe I slept in Tyson's arms! Gosh! I'm never drinking again, never!!
The door opened and he tilted his head.
"Don't forget the queen's breakfast, you're preparing it for her."
"What?" I stood up at once in confusion
"What? That's what you said when I asked you to do that. She's on diet and you better go to the kitchen to fix something for her "
"I never agreed to that!" I yelled.
"Too late, you said you would do anything for the queen."
"Jeez Tyson! You took advantage of my drunken state and made a request. What's wrong with her anyway?"
"I know, now go serve her quic
kly.
I cursed and pushed him out of the way.
I ran to the kitchen and wondered what to prepare as a diet for the woman, not knowing what awaits me.