"I found myself wanting to be around this girl until I can no longer stand being without her."
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After Elaria's parents died and left her with her sister at the werewolf castle, they are punished for their parent's crimes. Elaria becomes a maid for...
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"Probably, green," I shrugged, walking out of the guest bedroom with my little cart ready to do the other. Suddenly, I pushed into the wall, my hands being held at the sides of my head by Westlee's larger ones. "I think you should take a break," he suggested out of nowhere.
"Let me go," I say, tugging at my arms but he was too strong. "Gimme kisses first," he pouted like the cute baby he truly was. I shake my head, forgetting all about my job and instead, on annoying Westlee. He smirked before ducking his head to my jaw to begin his kiss assault.
"Lee, no!" I whined as he kissed his way down my neck, sucking and licking here and there. His hands dropped to my waist and tightened as he pressed his front to mine. I take my bottom lip into my mouth to stop a moan. Westlee kissed his way to my lips where they molded together after I kissed him back, roping my hands around his neck and allowing myself to tug and the hair on the back of his head. His hands drift up to my body, skimping over the curves of my breasts, settling on my neck as he massaged my collarbones.
"Westlee," I whined, pulling away only for him to kiss down my neck, his hands brushing down my body. His lips worked fast on my neck, driving me completely insane. I bite my lip, trying to stop myself from moaning. "I have to work," I mumbled, grabbing him by the nape of his neck so he could look into my eyes. I almost lost it when I saw that look in his eyes and his swollen pink lips. I allowed him to lean down and pecked my lips, when he dived in to kiss me harder, I place my hand over my mouth to stop him. "No," I glare at him and pushed away, quickly opening the door.
"Elaria, No!" Westlee shouted as I saw them. They both were making out on the bed, his hands sliding up her thighs but settled on gripping her ass. "What the fuck?" I screamed and the two people pulled apart. I didn't want to see any more of this. Dixie hopped off his waist and scurried out of the bed to stand on her feet. Grayson raised himself off the bed using his elbows to prop himself. "What the hell Dixie?" I repeated, I still couldn't believe she was intimate with the soon to be king. "Elaria, we can explain," Grayson assured me but all my respect was thrown out of the window. "El, you need to calm down," Westlee says from behind me and I feel his hand slip around my waist. "You knew..." I say softly, turning around and pushed his arms away. "You didn't want me to come in here," I added as guilt flashed through his eyes.
I spin around, Dixie now hands on her shirt that was previously thrown on the ground. I was shaking for some reason, I felt like I failed to keep my sister safe. "Can you guys give us a second?" I finally managed. "Elaria," Westlee protested with soft eyes. "Please?" He sighed, he and Grayson walked out of the room even though Grayson was only in his boxers.
"Please explain," I say to my sister, afraid to sit on the bed. "I don't have to explain anything to you," she protested. "Yeah? And why not?" I asked, folding my arms across my chest. "Because you're nobody to me, don't you get that?" She hissed. "Nobody to you? So I'm not your sister?" I asked her and she remained frozen. "I'm not the girl who took care of you for ten years? The girl who made sure you would sleep with you at seven years old because you couldn't stop crying? How about the girl that cooks food for you every single day, pays all the bills, and wash your God damn clothes. Even hold you during panic attacks and breakdowns. I would feel so guilty if I'm even enjoying my life because I knew I had a teenager to take care of. So tell me, Dixie, who has been your parent figure for the past ten years?" I scream back at her, trying to contain myself.
"I-I didn't mean it," she whispered. "So tell me what the hell you're doing with a man six years older than you!" I screamed at her. "We're together, Elaria. You cannot stop us," she insisted, using the back of her hands to wipe her eyes. "Together? He just probably wants to get in your pants," I scoffed at her. At least my voice was softer this time. "Well guess what, he already did! Remember the time you found the condom? That was one of many. Remember the time you stayed here and I came over in the morning and had breakfast? I never even came over, I was here all night. Those nights when I would go to the library I would be here or in his car. And oh, the best one of them all, I knew your little boyfriend before you two even met because when they video called I would he naked lying next to him," she replied, raising her voice slightly. To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I didn't think they were in so deep. In fact, I didn't know what to think.
"Okay, I get the point," I mumbled, turning around to leave. "Wait! Ar," Dixie tried to call for me but I shut the door behind her. I seemed to forget that Westlee and Grayson were behind the door. "Elaria, I never meant for this to happen," my eyes met Grayson's. I didn't know what to say or do so I only nodded not even knowing what it meant. "El..." I turn to Westlee who was trying to reach for me but I stepped away. My eyes lingered on him as I walked backward, finally turning around and walking away.
"Leave her alone man," I hear Grayson say to Westlee before I walked out of the hallway.
