Wild Temptations

Chapter 4

VIVIANE

"I...I'm sorry..." I apologize as he continues to fuck this girl's brains out. It takes me a while to realize the girl is Mila, the captain of the volleyball team.

She doesn't even look at me, which makes me believe other people might have walked in on him before and this guy doesn't give a shit that I'm literally here invading their space.

I tear my eyes away from them and hurry downstairs towards my bedroom, but moans get louder, and she keeps repeating a name "Finn"

I shut the door behind me. My heart is beating wildly against my chest as the scene continues to flash in front of my eyes. The memory of his muscled back and his trim waist is imprinted into my brain, along with the elegant way he moves in and out of her.

Finn has shoulder length shaggy blond hair, and eyes the color of metallic silver. Not to mention, just like Aiden, he's built like a bull. Broad chest with dusting of golden hair, and a thick, muscled arms. He's probably just an inch taller than Aiden, with a much sharper jawline.

I fan myself because suddenly I'm feeling hot in a fully air-conditioned room.

I realize I have to walk out of the room if I want to use the bathroom in the hallway, and I don't want to risk listening to another round of the girl's moans.

I reach out for the box of donuts and realize that they are gone. I must have left them on the table in the hallway. I curse myself for the stupidity. I hope they don't polish off my donuts by the time I get there, otherwise there will be two murders on my hands.

Few minutes later, there's a knock on my bedroom door.

It's Finn standing there at the door, fully dressed this time. He smiles at me as if I didn't catch him screwing a girl in the open. He holds the box out towards me. "You left your donuts back there."

"Oh, right. Thanks." I take it from him.

I start to close the door when he stops me. "Let me introduce myself properly. I'm Finn Jacobs. Sorry about earlier. Aiden told me you wouldn't be home until late at night and I didn't realize you had the key, too."

"It's fine." No, it's not.

I'm starting to reconsider my decision to stay in this apartment. If his PDA (public display of affection) is a usual occurrence in this house, then I'm going to have to think of moving out into an apartment that looks like a matchbox. I literally don't care if he brought the entire volleyball team to fuck, just as long as he did it in the privacy of his room.

That's exactly why you even have a bedroom in the first place.

I don't know why I'm even getting furious when I don't have a right to. Finn is paying half of the rent with Aiden, or at least the utilities, and I'm paying none, so I shouldn't even be allowed to say shit about this situation. Beggars can't be choosers, and I'm not even a beggar. I'm literally living off their crumbs.

The only person I should be cursing is my father. If it weren't for him putting me in this situation, I wouldn't be paying off his debts to these shady individuals who keep threatening to kidnap me and sell my organs if I didn't pay them back.

"I made dinner, so please join me." He offers.

I shake my head. "I don't want to intrude."

"Mila already left, so it's just us now."

I open the box of donuts. "You can have some if you like."

Asshole picks my favorite one, "Thanks," He swallows it in two bites like I would change my mind and snatch it if he didn't finish it fast enough, and then he has the audacity to lick the chocolate smeared over his fingers in the most seductive way I've watched a man do it, "Mmmm...so good."