Chapter 105 BREADCRUMBS
UNKNOWN’S POINT OF VIEW.
They don’t see me; they never do.
And that’s what makes this so easy. I stood hidden by the huge tree in the Everhart garden and watched as they laughed together over their meal. I lean, resting my arm against the bark so I can properly fixate my eyes on her as she throws her head back in pure joy.
Sloane.
My Sloane.
Her face glows as she smiles, her eyes twinkling with joy as she hits Ace softly on the arm. There’s something about that smile….it does something to me. I watch as they clink their glasses in a toast to her, before they all start talking again. I don’t hear what they’re saying.
I don’t need to. Watching her is enough.
For the first time, I can finally see her as my Sloane, and not Lucien’s girl.
My heartbeat thunders at the thought of them together, even after all I’ve done to break them apart. She was mine first! I saw her first, I liked her first, I wanted her first.
But Lucien just has to always have everything, even if it’s not his.
I hissed in anger as my mind drifted to the times I’ve had to watch him kiss her, hold her, touch her, in front of me like he’s not touching what’s mine.
I pulled my hand out of my pocket, feeling the soft elastic band I stole from her locker. Taking a deep whiff of it, I’m hit with her delicious scent, and my cock hardens instantly at the thought of her; finally being mine, and no longer having to pretend that I don’t want to fuck her, to claim her, to possess her.
“Oh, Sloane, you smell so good.”
‘Thanks, baby.’
Her voice drones in quietly, forcing me to look around in hopes that she’s come to see me. That she finally notices me, and realises that she’s the one for me, as I am the one for her, that she no longer wants to be with Lucien. But I am hit with disappointment because the garden is empty, and she’s still inside.
“Why do you torture me, Sloane? You know I want you? Hmm, so why not just quit playing pretend and leave Lucien so we can finally be together?” I mused to myself, smiling at the hair band, and the sight of her inside.
I remember the last time I saw her. I’d been stalking her from her bedroom window ever since she moved into the mansion with her family. She’d been dressed in a short, filmy pink nightdress that made blood rush to my cock, and my heart pound with the need to pin her down, and make her scream for me. But she just had to ruin it; she’d been speaking to Lucien.
My blood boiled at the thought, but calmed later because I knew she was doing this on purpose. She knew I was watching, and she wanted me to be jealous; she wanted me to feel this way so that when it’s time for the claiming, she’d be ripe and ready.
My girl’s so smart.
Lucien doesn’t realise it, but he's our pawn, we’re both playing him.
Right?
‘You’re delusional.’
Another voice in my head screams, and I hiss at it.
‘I’m not fucking delusional! Sloane wants me to; she needs me. She loves me….I know it, I’ve seen the way she smiles at me whenever we’re all together. Yes, we’re never alone at a time, but I know she secretly wants me.
Or… maybe she doesn’t know it yet.
Maybe she’s angry at me because she knows I pushed her in the pool… no, she can’t possibly know that. No one knows that. I shouldn’t have done that, but she made me so mad.
So fucking mad!
She’s been smiling for him, talking to him while I was watching her. It was my time! My time to watch her, to see her when Lucien was finally not near her, but she still found a way to make it about him. So I had to teach her a lesson; I just fucking had to.
But I fear I pushed her away, because ever since, she’s never smiled at me like that…..she’s always smiling at only Lucien now, and never me.
I hated it.
I brought the band to my lips and kissed it with a contented sigh.
“I forgive you, baby. You didn’t know better….so I’ll forgive you. But I’ll have to teach you a lesson again, okay? You let him touch you again, so I’ll have to punish you, but don’t worry, this is for both of us. So when we’re finally together, even Lucien won’t be able to stop us.”
I remembered the first time I saw her, before Lucien even did. She’d walked right past me with a curious look at her surroundings. It was her first day at school, and for the first time in my life, after being droned on and on by boring girls at Ravenscroft High, I’d finally seen someone who mirrored who I really needed, who I really craved.
But Lucien had to screw shit up. He started bullying her, pushing her focus away from me to the point where she doesn’t even remember that I was the one who brought her ice cream at the back staircase whenever I saw that she’d been crying over something Roxanne said.
I saw the fire in her eyes, in the way she defied Lucien, or tried to bully the king of the school back, either by egging his car, or throwing watermelon at it. I’d stood hiding in a secret spot and watched as she attracted different birds so they pooped on his red Ferrari.
It made me fucking smile that she was someone who could really match the girl I wanted, the girl I pictured. But she’d fucking forgotten me!
And again, it was because Lucien just chooses to fucking take what he wants, not caring if someone else wants it or not.
But I’d been waiting and watching from the sidelines in silence, preparing for the perfect moment to pounce, and soon, it would be my time.
Lucien might think Sloane is his.
Hell, she might think she belongs to Lucien, but when I fucking pounce, Sloane will be right where she belongs.
Underneath me.