Wild Wolves

Chapter 12 -Our first kiss

Lydia

"We're almost there," Ace's said when we arrived at the destination called Glenview.

We're looking at a white 10,000 -square-foot Beaux-Arts mansion with mountains, pool and jacuzzi, rolling 500 fresh green lawns. No neighbours.

The mansion was in the estate so there's a lake too, a horse barn, and trees that cut like a strange shape of spirals along with the flowery bushes.

The design was white-and-glass and a combination of ultra-modern designs.

Ace drove inside for a few metres. We parked in front of the white marble fountain.

We got inside afterwards, there's a spacious living room with an expensive China vase and a chandelier. Giant TV, extravagant furniture and artistic furnishings.

"Nice house" Ace praised.

There's a makeover room, cinema room, billiard room snooker, hairdresser room, spa room, giant closets and 12 bedrooms and bathrooms. This is not a place, it's heaven!

So this is what rich people's mansion looks like, I thought. I don't even think we would fit in here.

They even have three different sections of the kitchen for dessert, dinner and lunch. And a huge stock for more than 398 different brands of alcohol.

I've never seen anything like this, living like the way rich people do. All I know is that I getting locked up behind the walls, killing monsters, drinking blood and learning about what I can do and can't do.

Living in a place like this reminds me of the fact that my life doesn't much worth living than I'd ever
participated.

"Mom, Dad?" Daniel called as soon we stepped inside. "I'm home" we put our things on the couch and the marble table. "Anne?" He called.

Anne? I'm confused. It's a girl's name. I don't know how many girls he had brought home or how many he had slept with, but I'm sure none of them looks less pretty than me.

Daniel found a note that clipped at the refrigerator:

On vacation in New York, back from the airport at 8.39 PM, Monday. Ask Anne if you need anything.

Mom and Dad.

He read at it and frowned and I couldn't help to feel such empathy for him. He seemed to be k of family time and attention. "Al, right," he said. "Make yourself at home".

Ace started to sharpen and clean his weapon. Ray was like in heaven when he indulged in as much alcohol as he can get his hands on- sober. "Hey.." I patted him on the shoulder and he shot his rare ocean-blue eyes at me.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine" he answered and suddenly said, "Do you want to see my room? I could show you around the house" he suggested. "Sure" it doesn't even take me a second to answer that.

"Follow me" he took my hand in the maddeningly awkward moment that I almost jumped by his action. Where? In his bedroom? That thought is very intriguing, I've never been to a boys' room before. His hands were flawless rose-petals soft.

A shock wave of electricity rushed through me. He brought me upstairs with a glass handrail. Daniel's room is the bedroom without wallpaper. It was large and plenty of space.

He had a queen-size bed, tons of books and comics, music, TV and he had a bathroom with expensive tiles that look like a 5-star hotel toilet! Across the room, I noticed a big black piano.

"You play?" I pointed the piano at the corner. "Yeah" he nodded. "Well?"
"Ever since I was 5" he replied. His bedroom was beautiful and it had a great view of the sandy-white beach and open sea. The view was outstanding.

We went to the front balcony as he opened the enormous window. A cold and salty breeze from the beach calmed me. "Of course, is there is anything that you can't do?" I asked as a joke.

I laid my hand on the railings. "There's one" he gets closer to me. "Really? What's that?" I asked curiously. Then, his fingers played with my hair before I could realise it. He tucked my curls behind my ear and gently touched my cheek. I heated up.

His vanilla and peppermint scent getting stronger. When our eyes locked, he kissed my lips tenderly. He bit at my bottom lip and slid his arm around my waist. Pulling me closer.

I leaned onto him and wrapped my arms around his neck. Sweet god in heaven!

His kiss was addictive and sensational. I couldn't find anything that much sexier. We both panting in sexual intense. He moaned as his tongue extended further at the entrance of my mouth. He wriggled and circled his tongue around my mouth, exploring.

I gasped, he's quite spontaneous.

He grunted full of lust, ran his mouth down my jaw, along my neck and kisses it. I closed my eyes and give the enough room for him as I moved my neck. Then, he grabbed my hips carried me quickly and threw me on his bed.

I gasped. He pressed his body on mine and chewed my plump lips again as he pinned both of my arms above my head. He touched me, moved slowly against me and I'm struggled about to hold the moan that escaped from my mouth.

"Oh, Lydia" he muttered. "What the hell did you do to me?" He slid his hands at my hips and I'm struck by nervousness. Please tell me that he wasn't thinking about sex?

I'm not ready yet. Don't laugh, but I'm a virgin because I'm the President of Abstinence, forced by my dad and I have no choice. He gritted my lips with his teeth as he almost removes my shirt.

"Daniel?" I called him. "Yeah?" His eyes sparkled with lust and desire. His face was drawn with frustration as he reluctantly moved away. "Can we take it slow? I don't want to make things rush" I said, almost clipped him between both of my inner thighs. It's unexpected how much he had affected me as I almost slipped out of control.

He sighed. "I can wait".

"But.." he trailed off leaving me in suspense. "You have to sleep with me, tonight".

"Tonight?" I blinked with horror.

"Yeah, I'm promised you. No sex..." he paused for a moment until he added, "Until I have your consent" he smirked.
"What a gentleman" I smirked at him.

"Oh baby, you have no idea" he whispered in a deep, husky voice. I'm breathless. "For now, I would kiss you until you would never want to leave this room ever again" he leaned down and continue to kiss me as I felt the earth under me swept away.

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