Queen of Aces (Rebel Kings MC 1)

Two

Nyla

Stomping all the way up all 3 flights of stairs I ground my teeth angrily. At this rate I'll need a nightguard before I grind my teeth to tiny nubs and need dentures at the rip old age of 20

Fucking men.

All this Alpha-macho-I-rule-to-whole fucking-universe was giving me a headache.
I wouldn't let them see me upset. I wouldn't cry. I'm strong and I was showing them that. I don't need them.

Stomping down the deserted hallway I made my way to my old room. Thank goodness all the rooms had roller shutters and black out curtains because I needed a long ass sleep after that concrete cell and one inch foam mattress making my back ache.

Rounding the corner, the black gloss paint of my door finally came into view and I struggled not to run to it. Locking myself from the world until I figured out what to do.
Pulling the door open the door no longer stuck needing a good shove the room was pitch black and cool as a crisp breeze.

Sighing I immediately stripped off my t-shirt and buttoned my jeans, toeing off my boots by the door, releasing my hair from the braid and rubbing my sore scalp with my finger tips and walking over to crawl across the mattress.

The ultra plush springs sinking in slightly under my knee as my weight landed on them as I lent onto my hands to crawl across my hand hit something hard and lumpy.

What?

Grabbing onto the comforter feeling around the mattress I grabbed handful of the firm lumps feeling around in the darkness.

"Geez babe, we could at least start with names before feeling me up" A raspy male voice husks out.
A sharp squeal bursts out as I recoil sharply as if I had been burnt from the male in my bed. That I also just groped his bits worse than an airport pat down.
Oh god where was the hand sanitizer.  The shock so jarring I jump back and fall straight off the mattress hitting the floor with a thud. A bruise on my ass just what I needed. Yelping in pain before hissing and grumbling under my breath.

Fucking men!

"Oh shit!" The voice says before russling could be heard and the light switch on the bedside wall gets flicked on. The once pitch black room now filled with the warm glow of the salt lamp I had kept on my bedside.

"What the actual fuck" I grumbled pushing myself up off the floor "Who the fuck are you and why the fuck are you in my room?"

"Well nice to meet you too little darlin" the voice quirks as i look up from assessing my red ass.
Connecting with a pair of Hazel ones looking at me curiously.

Suddenly realizing I'm standing only in my thong and bra infront of the most handsome man I've ever seen but also the most infuriating.
Fuck him!
...wait no I probably would. Bad Nyla. Bad bad.
Raking his body with my eyes, he straighted up and stood tall at easily 6 foot 4 or 5 build like a swimmer with broad shoulders and narrow hips. Cover like a tattoo model with black and grey tatts covering the majority of his half naked body. Trailing my eyes down to see his deep V covered his bits with a pair of black boxers shorts.
His hair was cropped on the side and his beard was groomed perfectly ai tried not to squirm under his gaze while heat pooled between my legs.
He flexed his arm reaching out to help I trail another long look over his sculpted frame.