Chapter 46 Chapter 46
Violet
For a whole minute, I stood glaring at him, fuming in anger and rage, my chest heaving up and down.
I’d just slapped the man most said was evil and dangerous to even stand in front of.
Elijah took a step closer, and leaned forward, shoving his hands in his pockets.
“Are you going to work somewhere else? I overheard something.” He asked.
“Wow. Just wow.”
"Answer me, Vi.”
Vi. Not Violet.
Vi.
And despite my anger, despite the rage, my heart dropped just a little. And I felt goosebumps prickle my skin. The way he said that made me want to make him say it again.
Because I feared I had imagined it.
He must have noticed it too.
My core had no business getting all worked up with just a simple word.
What the fuck was wrong with me?
“What if I did?”
My voice sounded so mean and bitchy but I couldn’t care less. I wasn't sure who to be annoyed with- him or myself.
“What about working on the Emerald project with me?”
“With you? There’s nothing I would want to do with you. Nothing.”
“Congratulations then”
At this point, I felt he was enjoying this. Really enjoying baiting and taunting me.
Because I had no other explanation for why he was being so rude and condescending all of a sudden.
“Save those words for those who care”
The more he spoke, the angrier I got and shut the door, turning the ignition on. I was clearly failing to act calm and unbothered.
“You need an alliance and nobody is willing to help you.”
Rolling down the window, I stared down at him.
“Is that all you think of Elijah? Profit and loss, alliance and treaties. And how will it benefit you? Thank you for reminding me how godly you are. What does the first word pop in your head when you see me? Stupid? Naive? No wonder you didn’t bother saying a word to Tyler or Gavin that day.”
A muscle in his jaw twitched and I could see him biting back the words that were just at the tip of his tongue, the way he bristled with irritation.
“You know what? Don’t bother answering me. You are just Cassie’s older, arrogant brother. And maybe you are right, she did mean those words back then. And yes, you deserve it. And to answer your previous question, I am going back to Nate.”
I didn’t even know why I lied to him. But the words had already tumbled out of my mouth and there was no taking them back.
I was saying a lot more than I should, letting him know how much his annoyance and indifference had hurt me.
Elijah didn’t say anything for a while and only stared at me. And by now, I was certain he was going to drag me out of the car.
Instead, he walked around and opened the door, slipping right beside me that made me slip into the adjacent seat.
Without saying even a word, he reached forward to grab me by the shoulders, and pulled me right onto his lap.
“What are you even..”
My words died down on my throat as he reached for the steering wheel and began driving with me on his lap.
What the hell?
“Elijah!”
The next second, he pulled me close and my lips crashed onto his. I felt annoyed, flustered but mostly turned on.
The car maneuvered to the left and I tried to look away but his mouth claimed mine again, not allowing me to look away.
This was madness. He was kissing me while driving like a maniac. And we were in his pack!
So many people could see us like this, so many could get hurt.
But he didn’t seem to care.
My heart was pounding in my throat at this point as he drove with just one hand, some godly ability of driving without having to look around while I panicked as well as craved for more of this.
He was being so reckless. So on the edge.
But those damn lips wouldn’t let me breathe, wouldn’t let me say anything sensible.
I was a hot mess within seconds as I vaguely saw trees and houses pass by us. Not once did the car bump in anything.
Did he have a mental map of the pack in his brain to navigate effortlessly?
His kiss was hungry and consuming. I felt like he had lit me up with sheer fire. That mask of cool nonchalance was gone.
His fingers dug into the steering wheel and I was acutely aware of the tight space I was seated in. My body was pressed to his, the hard steering wheel digging into my back and pushing me closer to him.
The car swerved and careened through narrow lanes effortlessly while his lips kissed me possessively, digging deeper and wanting more.
There was nothing gentle about it, nothing lovely. This was Elijah Lockwood, the man who took what he wanted without apology.
His lips clamped on my lower lip and tugged at it. At the same time, he pushed the accelerator and my hands scrambled to hold onto something.
But then he took a sharp U turn and killed the engine.
“What the…”
With both his hands free, he held my face and devoured me as if his life depended on it. And it was nothing short of heavenly.
I felt something long and hard poking at my thighs. And my hips were grinding against it.
We were making out in my car in broad daylight. After I slapped him and was mean to him.
Elijah’s hands were rough just like his mouth as he tugged at my hair and pulled it back.
I was panting when he pulled away from me, eyes stormy and face flushed.
“Now its happened thrice and you loved every second of it.”
I blinked stupidly.
“What?”
I stared at him as he lifted me up from his lap and placed me on the seat beside him while getting out of the driver seat himself.
Elijah then adjusted his clothes and hair and wiped his lower lip with his thumb.
“That is who I am. Thought you should know.”
“Huh?”
He had the audacity to smirk and turn the mirror to his side to look at his cheek, at the faint imprint of my slap that was gone and replaced by tiny scratches.
I was humiliated to see how I had clawed him while he kissed me.
“Your friend’s brother wishes you well. Good luck.”
Then he simply turned away and stopped to talk to someone who came looking for him.
Just like that, he began walking away from me, without trying to fight, to argue or resolve anything at all. No words of comfort offered, no explanation and certainly no apology was given to me.
Fuck him! That smug bastard!
I let smoke cloud my vision of him, hit the accelerator and drove off without another word.
I had to stay the fuck away from Elijah Lockwood just like everybody kept telling me.