Proving Her Wrong

Chapter 44

Later that night he woke to the door opening. Marc smirked before coming over to them. He bent down to kiss Axel then place kisses on Gabe and Alina's heads before leaving to head to his room with a smirk on his lips.

Alina woke up and carefully crawled out of bed without waking the sleeping men. Seeing that it was five in the morning, she knew she wasn't going to be going back to bed anytime soon. She quietly headed to the kitchen and made herself a cup of hot cocoa before making her way to the library.

She found the book she was looking for and got comfortable on the couch then opened the cover.

"How did I know I would find you here?" Alina looked up to see Marc smirking as he stood just a few steps away from her. "How long have you been here reading, Beautiful?" She looked shocked to see that the sun was coming through the windows. He chuckled, "Got lost in the words?" She nodded. "Shut the book, Beautiful, we need to talk about that phone call you received."

"There's nothing to discuss with you, Marc," she shook her head as she went back to read. "It was a private conversation involving me and only me. I'm not discussing my private conversations regarding my work with you, never have and never will."

"Excuse me?" He asked taking the book from her.

"Hey!" She whispered loudly. "Give it back."

"Do you want to try again?" he asked placing the bookmark in the book before shutting it.

"Seriously, Marc?" She asked crossing her arms over her chest. "Now that you've fucked me, you think you can control every aspect of my life?"

"You have two seconds to correct yourself, Beautiful," he warned.

"One...two...oh look nothing happened," she scoffed rolling her eyes. "Just forget it, I'll get another b—" She gasped as Marc grabbed her arm as she tried to storm pass him. "What the f—" Marc picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder before spanking her ass. "Ow! What the fuck, Marc?" She gasped as he spanked her again as he carried her out of the library.

"What's going on here?" Kota asked as he, Corey, and North spotted them in the hallway as they were heading to the kitchen.

"Seriously, Marc, put me the fuck down now!" She whispered loudly as she slapped his back. "Ow! Stop it Marc, now!" She demanded, hitting him again as he slapped her ass. "That hurts!"

"Then quit misbehaving," he scolded. "I'm teaching her a lesson."

"Can we join?" North chuckled.

"If you want," Marc smirked as Kota unlocked the basement lock then held the door open. "Thanks," he murmured as he slapped her again. "Keep it up, Beautiful, for every slap, I get to spank you two times." He forced back a chuckle when she suddenly quit hitting him.

Someone flicked on the light and she gasped at the warm cozy feeling in there. From what little she could see, it wasn't a dark scary basement. It was bright and then everything started to blur as she was dropped onto a couch. "Ow," she grumbled as she sat up. "Really? Was that necessary?"

"Is your attitude?" Marc asked smirking.

"You took my book away," she glared.

"Did you lose her spot?" Kota asked.

"Of course not," Marc asked in mock offense. "I don't want to hear another grumble about the importance of bookmarks."

"Good," Kota smirked.

"Now, Beautiful," Marc smiled as he removed his shirt and dropped it on the ground. "Are you ready to tell me about your phone call you received?"

"Um..." She bit her lip as if in thought then smirked, "No," she said defiantly.

"What was that?" Marc asked.

"I said," she cleared her throat and stood, "No Marc Lee Weiland. It was a private conversation about my work, so it doesn't involve you. Just because you and your friends fucked me doesn't mean—" the words were stolen from her as he grabbed her throat and pressed her back into the couch while growling deeply. He barely applied pressure and she instantly grabbed his wrist as much as her hands let her. "Let go."

"Correct yourself right now Little Girl," he warned.

"Well, you did," she glared when she realized she could still breath just fine.

"Stubborn girl," North chuckled. "I love it."

"You better fix what you just said, Alina," Marc pressed, "or you won't like the consequences."

"That's twice now you've warned along with how many times you asked?" She rolled her eyes. "And yet you still haven't done anything besides spank my ass. You aren't going to do anything, Marc, and we both know it. You always give in to me and you always will."

Marc chuckled deeply causing goosebumps to appear on her skin, "Is that what you think, Beautiful?"