Chapter 91 091
Danica’s POV
The girls and I hung out till late in the evening, yesterday, before they finally left. Each one after the other, with Anabel going first and then Bianca followed much later after making sure she gave me all the moral support I needed. She even promised a three-day sleepover if I succeeded in the surgery, which she knew I would.
It was the perfect deal breaker. Having my best friend sleeping over for three days after it feels like it has been forever since we've had a few days of girl time without distraction? I just couldn't wait.
I was humming a tune as I brushed my teeth; naked as hell in the bathroom. I mean, it's not like anyone would walk into my room and see that I'm naked anyway.
The interactions with my friends made me feel impossibly light. Like I could conquer anything until today and tomorrow is over.
I wriggled my hips as I washed off my toothbrush, singing after a song we listened to during the girls hangout.
‘Don't want you in my bloodline, yuh’
‘Just wanna have a good time, yuh’
‘Ain't no need to apologize, no’
‘But you gon' have to let this shit go’...
‘Yeah, take it or leave it, you gotta take it or leave it, like uh’
Blame Ariana and her ridiculously pretty voice, lyrics and beats, but I couldn't stop singing this since yesterday.
I had a cold bath, washed my hair and then I stepped out of the bathroom, with only a small towel in hand. One I used to clean my dripping wet hair.
And boom, I saw a shadow across the room and my steps halted altogether.
I slowly turned my head, hoping it wasn't an actual person. But when my gaze collided with a very much human build, I literally jumped out of my skin, a scream breaking off my lungs.
Alexander!
Of course it was him. Standing right there at the doorway, arms crossed, and looking all cocky like he hadn't just committed a mental homicide.
He shrugged, then smirked, eyes raking slowly over my body. I had totally forgotten how bare I was until I looked down at myself again.
Okay, perfect!
“Getting bolder, huh?” He muttered, more like a fact than a question.
I shook my head on instinct.
“Didn't know you were the type to barge into someone's privacy without asking first. No one would have done that except you” I threw back immediately and he cocked a brow.
“Ahh, I guess I made a mistake…”
“You're not sorry” I pointed and he didn't even hesitate before nodding in affirmation.
“I'm not. I'd have been sorry if I had missed feeding my tired eyes with a view this perfect, little mate.” He muttered, taking three steps forward but I moved.
Oh I did. Very fast. I turned and bolted to the dressing room, because if I had stayed five more seconds, I'd either end up getting pinned and fucked senseless against the nearby wall, or maybe even better; the bed.
I tried to shake off the image out of my head as I got dressed quickly.
Once I was done, I stepped out of the dressing room, only to bump right into him.
I bounced back, but Alexander's arm snaked around my waist, keeping me from hitting the ground.
His gaze held mine for a while, before dropping to my parted lips, eyes darkening.
Then I chose the moment to ask a question that was supposed to lift the tension brewing between us.
“Did you sneak into my room last night, Xander?” I asked and his eyes flickered.
He hadn't expected that question.
The stress of visiting shops, malls, bars and all sucked out my entire zeal to stay awake. But this morning I woke up to his lingering scent in my room.
Not to mention the dream I had. Where I was sleeping with my arms and legs wrapped around Alexander like an octopus.
I had hoped it was actually a dream, but it wasn't. He had definitely stayed in my room last night and me being all frustratingly clingy wasn't a dream. It was my reality.
“You drank yesterday.” he muttered, more of a fact he knew of, than a question that needed an answer.
“Just one cup…” I mouthed with a cheesy smile.
“That one cup was quite enough to have rewarded you with terribly sore thighs over the night” he added and I blinked, mouth parting in shock.
God, my body has started to hyperventilate on its own free will. If anything like that is even possible.
“What?!”
“I resisted the temptation of drinking through all my meetings yesterday but then I got into the solace of your warmth only to smell a drink on you. Do you have any idea how hard it was to hold back from kissing you? Just because when I do, I won't be able to stop until I take you right then?” He muttered, voice thick, dark gaze boring into me, teasing…
Except my body wasn't taking the teasing very rationally. I started to think… what would it feel like to have him take me in my sleep…?
“You would have woken up to the feel of my cock, filling and stretching you to your limit.”
I gasped in response. Not from surprise, but because an image just flashed through my corrupted mind.
“Surely, you don't plan to keep me late, do you?” I asked instead, ignoring the heat that just swiped clean through my spine and straight to my core.
“Tell me you didn't just imagine me fucking you while you're asleep” he probed, eyes glinting with mischief.
Instead of responding, I waved two fingers at his face, signalling him to bend to my level.
He did and I smirked inwardly.
He was too naughty to realize I didn't ask for the good of his flirts.
I grabbed his face, tilted my head to the side of his face slowly like a master seducer. And then my teeth connected with his left ear. Hard.
Hard enough to sting but not enough to bleed.
He yelled out a curse. “Holy shit… Danica. You didn't…”
He hadn't expected that. And before he could catch himself, I already slipped away from his grip, running out of the room before he could even think of a revenge plan.
“Have a nice ear-ringing day!!” I yelled once I got to the entrance and I didn't wait to hear his response. But a growl did follow me out.
Just when I thought I had escaped Alexander. His left hand man appeared out of nowhere.
"Alpha wants me to follow you everywhere till the end of today, Princess" Killian muttered, expression devoid of any softness. Not even a freaking smile was present anywhere.
The palace men do have a hell lot in common, I see.
"It's not like you weren't secretly following me around in the past few days, anyway" I muttered under my breath and I swear I saw a smirk in his face.
"May you twist your ankle while following his orders, S-C-A-R-F-A-C-E" I humphed and stepped on my pace.
I can't go a whole day outside or within these walls without the constant watchful eyes. It's the most impossible feat I've faced in the last one week.