SUBMIT✔ (DSD SERIES, BOOK TWO) WATTYS2020

You just got served

After helping me out of my pants, Johnattan scurries to the kitchen to make us something to eat. This is due to the fact that my stomach in the mist of your moment had decided to growl loudly, breaking the tension and Johnattan had then decided that he should cook so he can feed those hungry angels inside of me.

Sighing, I slip into an off the shoulder, loose dress that reaches my knees and try to pull my hair in a high ponytail, failing as strands fall in my face. I huff trying again when the shrill of the doorbell catches my attention. I move to get it since Johnattan is cooking but he calls outs, letting the visitor know he's on his way and I shrug, bringing my attention to my hair.

Muffled voices speak rapidly from the hall and my brows furrow at the hostility coming from them. My mind wonders who it could be as they become higher and sharper.

It can't be Dimitri and Shan because they'd text us to say they're somewhere in China Town and won't be back until tomorrow. So they're out of the way.

I doubt his parents would come here either. Not a day after the incident, surely they know a day wouldn't be enough for Johnattan to relax.

Or do they? As far as I can see Nathan doesn't really know his son.

Slowly, I make my way out of the room and towards the hall, curiosity taking me over. The voices become clearer, the reason for the hostility becoming clearer and my blood boils as one sultry and high pitched voice catches my attention.

I grind my teeth in annoyance as that infuriating voice continues to speak, suggesting carnal things to my man and my fists clench at my side as I take dangerous steps towards the room.

That slut! What the fuck is she doing here? Can't she take a fucking hint?!

I breathe in deeply as I reach the hall entrance and I unclench my hands, rolling my shoulders. I'm going at this all wrong. I need to have up a brave and confident front for that bitch, not a murderous one.

Slipping a fake smile on my lips, I step into the room taking in the scene.

Johnattan stands at the open door his naked back to me, his tense frame blocking the view of my prey and I mentally bare my claws as brunette curls peek out at me as Johnattan shifts uncomfortably to the side. Those green eyes look at Johnattan hungrily as he speaks and based on the gaze she's giving him; I doubt she hears one fucking thing he says.

Don't engage... Breathe... I mentally command myself as I feel my patience wearing thin.

Thud.

My eye twitches as Johnattan's back hits a wall abruptly, red nails pressing against my man's chest and ruby red lips inches from his. I grunt distastefully when her red, two-piece lingerie peeks out of her black coat as she lifts a leg towards Johnattan who grips her arms roughly in disinterest and she smiles reading into it wrongly.

I clear my throat loudly as she tries to kiss him and they both freeze, heads turning my way. I raise a brow, hands clenched behind my back and with a stiff jaw.

Calm...

"Am I interrupting something?" I ask sweetly with a tight smile but the disgust burns through my words.

Abruptly, Johnattan shoves a shocked Sidney off him and soon he starts making powerful strides towards me. The smell of something burning catches my nose and hold up my hand as he nears – stopping him in his tracks – before pointing to the kitchen.

"Food. Stove. Burning," as I utter these words stiffly he curses rushing into the kitchen, leaving little ole quick fuck and I alone.

Not one of his best ideas.