Chapter 11
How do you like V so far? Isn't he just a big ball of sunshine that makes you feel all fuzzy inside.
..no? lol well...that's V. I have another small POV for him in this chapter but I will have a full chapter that will be in his POV in the next few chapters.
Time to see how that mind of his works. Now for the story.
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“Are you going to stand outside my door all night?” He didn’t sound amused in the least bit. More annoyed.
I just opened the door since he already knew I was there and was met with his cold white eyes staring at me. I swallowed to get rid of the lump that was forming in my throat as I walked in and closed the door behind me.
“Brett took me to the wrong room.” I watched as V’s eyes became slits and his mouth form a thin line.
I think I might have signed Brett’s death wish.
As soon as it appeared though, it went away.
“No. He put you in the right room.” He went back to the papers on his desk as if I had already left the room.
“Then why were their other people’s clothes in there?” He sighed loudly before he threw the papers back down on his desk. “That isn’t people’s clothes. Those are yours.” I was going to ask about the men’s clothes before it dawned on me that they were obviously his.
He really expected me to share a room with him? What the hell is wrong with him? I haven’t even known him a week but we’re supposed to sleep in the same room, in the same bed? He has to be insane.
“You can’t force me to stay here or in a room with you!
” He pushed up from his desk and walked over to me in three strides.
He stopped right in front of me before he leaned over me.
“You’re staying here if you like it or not.
Also, I wasn’t going to stay in that room with you but since you hate the idea so much, I just might. ” I glared back up at him.
Why did he have to be so difficult? I thought living with my dad was hell. I was proven dead wrong by being with V for less than an hour. I turned to leave but was pulled back by V. At first he just stared at me which made me uncomfortable before he let go of my arm.
He walked over to his desk and threw a set of keys at me before he started looking at his paperwork again.
“What’s this?” I held up the keys that he just threw to me.
“It’s the keys to your car. You’re not a prisoner.
You can come and go as you please. Just don’t try to run away because I will find you, and punish you. Remember that.”
Brett walked into the room and bowed to V. He ran his pack more like a dictatorship. Did he even think of anyone as his equal?
“You’re dismissed.” I rolled my eyes as I stormed past Brett, not really knowing where it was that I was going. “Hold up.” Brett screamed to me.
The only reason I did is because I had no idea where I was or where I was going. This place was just too big and it seemed like a ghost town.
“Where are you going?” I shrugged my shoulders in response, earning a giggle from Brett. “Look. I know you’re probably dying to get away from him but it’s your first night. Why don’t you just go to the room and relax, then tomorrow I can take you around the town.”
I stared at Brett trying to gauge him but couldn’t. He wasn’t as big as V, but V was some kind of freak of nature. But now that I got a good look at him, Brett resembled V is a lot of ways. Same black, pin straight hair, bone structure, and build.
“You look a lot like V.” I blurted out and instantly covered my mouth in horror.
“We’re cousins. So are you going to just settle in tonight?” He gave me a look that showed he didn’t want to talk about anything.
I just sighed as I nodded. He gave me a slight bow as he started to walk away. I watched him until he turned around with a puzzled expression. “Aren’t you coming? Or do you know where your room is already?” He turned back around and continued walking.
I quickly ran after him and followed about a foot behind. We walked in silence and he stopped at the door to my new room. I looked up at him but he wouldn’t make eye contact with me.
“Sorry about almost getting you killed by V and making you uncomfortable.” I looked down and twisted my fingers in nervousness.
When I looked back up he seemed to be looking down the hall to see if anyone was coming before he turned his attention to me, still not making eye contact.
“Although I don’t like you getting V on my case, I’m not uncomfortable with your questions, as long as they aren’t questions that you should be asking your mate.
” I growled when he said the word mate, making him raise an eyebrow in confusion.
Instead of answering his unspoken question, I instead went into my room and closed the door. I slowly fell to the ground as I placed my head on my knees. Why did I have to deal with this?
I suddenly threw my head up and looked to the bathroom. I’m pretty sure that a nice hot bath would make things better. Smiling, I quickly got up and went into the bathroom. I started the water knowing that it would take forever for the huge tub to fill up.
I walked into the closet to try and find pajamas. A feat easier said than done. Turning on the light showed that the closet was bigger than I originally thought. It was however easy to see what side was V’s. Everything was black. Jackets, shirts, pants, shoes, tux, everything.
My side however was the complete opposite. I could see every color imaginable on display and that didn’t even include the clothes in the drawers that I had yet to open.
I walked to the first set of drawers and opened it. Tank tops. That will work.
I went through more of the drawers until I found some sweat pants that I could wear to sleep. Another problem I saw was my selection of undergarments. When Brett took me into town tomorrow I would have to shop for some more reasonable ones.
When I finally went back into the bathroom, the tub still wasn’t filled but this worked in my favor. Now I could add bubbles. I giggled as I just dumped half of the bottle into the tub.
Within a few minutes I turned off the water and slowly stepped down into the heated bliss that washed over me.
I walked over to the end before I sat down and threw my head back against the edge of the tub.
I couldn’t think of the last time I had been this relaxed and I really wished that I had put on some music before I got in.
As I sat there completely relax with my eyes closed, I felt my senses go haywire. My eyes shot open to see V walking into the bathroom with no shirt on and his pants unbuttoned.
First thing I did was cover myself before I realized that he couldn’t see anything with how many bubbles I put in here. Bubbles were a brilliant idea.
V completely ignored me as he walked over to the shower and pushed buttons on the complicated remote. Man I wish I knew how to work the shower. I shook my head to get out the thoughts before clearing my throat.
“What are you doing?” My voice came out a little shaky. I had never seen him without his shirt on and I can honestly say that the shirt did him no justice.
I noticed that his tattoos went all the way up his arm and extended to his chest and back, not quite linked together. I turned away when he caught me staring at him.
“That’s like me asking what you’re doing. I’m taking a shower.” Before I could say anything back to him he dropped his pants and I had to quickly look away.
Now I was uncomfortable. I wanted to get out but I had two problems. One, I didn’t have a towel. Two, I didn’t want to have to see him naked. So my only safe option was to stay in the tub until he left again.
It didn’t take him long to get out of the shower. I was relieved to see that when he walked by he had, unlike me, enough sense to get a towel. He walked into the closet and shut the door.
Even though he was out of the bathroom, it didn’t make it any less awkward for me. He could come back out at any minute. The reason this was a problem is because I still had no towel and my bubbles were slowly diminishing.
I sank down into the water when I heard the closet door open again. He walked out in black pajama pants, shocker there, and a towel. I looked up at him and he just dropped it by the edge of the tub before walking over to the sink.
I looked at him to see that he was brushing his teeth and used the opportunity to get out of the tub. I quickly wrapped myself up in the towel and ran into the room where I had laid my clothes.
Starting with the undergarments, I quickly put them on, with my towel still in place. After that I pulled on my sweats before I pulled the tank top over my head. After I was fully dressed I pulled the towel from under my tank top and walked back towards the closet to put it in the hamper.
“Do you normally get dressed with a towel still on?” I stared at him with my mouth agape. Was he watching me that whole time?
Choosing to ignore him I put the towel in the hamper before going to the sink next to him. I looked over at him shaving before I opened the new toothbrush that was on the counter. I started brushing my teeth furiously, not liking the edgy feeling that I had from being too close to V.
After a quick rinse and a round of mouth wash I went back into the room but couldn’t find myself to get on the bed. It was after all V’s bed. How many girls had laid in this bed with him. Or worse, how many girls did he sleep with on this very bed.
Just the thought alone made me cringe. There was no way I was laying in this bed. Of course I wasn’t surprised when we walked into the room in all his muscular, tatted up glory. Most girls would kill to be with him for a night. This only reinforced my want to sleep on the floor.
“Why aren’t you in bed?” His tone was clipped and annoyed. Typical V.
“I’d rather not sleep in your bed.” I cleared my throat as he looked at me slightly pissed off. “Why?”
I really didn’t want to argue. I was too tired for that. I just wanted to sleep in a bed that I felt comfortable in.
“As a young alpha male I’m sure you satisfied your needs. Not that I’m saying there is anything wrong with that. I just don’t want to sleep in your bed where you did the down and dirty is all I’m saying.” I looked away to brace myself for an outburst but nothing came.
When I looked up I looked dead into his icy white eyes. I didn’t even realize he had gotten that close to me.
“I didn’t fuck any girl here, so go to bed.” I stared at him shocked. “I don’t believe you.” Now I pissed him off.
He picked me up and laid me down on the bed before he climbed over me.
I literally whimpered in fear as he growled at me.
“I know you would like to think that I brought up girl after girl and laid them down on this bed, just like this, but I didn’t.
I never brought any of them to this house, yet alone let them come to my room or sleep in my bed.
” I could only blink in shock or amazement; I don’t even know what I’m feeling at the moment.
“I might have slept with other girls but I will only share my bed with my mate. Understand?” I nodded my head not able to speak with him bearing down on me like this.
He pushed himself off of me before he walked to the door to leave. “Good. Now go to bed. Don’t make me tell you again.” I nodded again and he left the room.
I let go of the breath I didn’t even know I was holding when the door closed behind him.
God he can be scary at times. Instead of thinking about it anymore I climbed into bed on the left side.
I picked the left side since it was closer to the door.
I rubbed my hands against the satin black sheets before sleep quickly took me.
After I finished up going over the paperwork that would be needed for tomorrow I went back to the room. I was still a little irritated about our conversation earlier. How dare she think I would let another woman lay in her place!
She was fast asleep, on my side of the bed.
A gentleman would have just let her sleep there but I just couldn’t.
I slept there because it was closest to the door and I had a few weapons in the drawer next to it.
Sighing I walked over to my side and looked down at her.
She was beautiful while she was sleeping since she wasn’t talking.
I brushed her hair out of her face to get a better look before I remember why I was over here. She’s in my spot.
I placed my hands on the small of her back and where her shoulder blades met before I gently pushed her over onto the other side. Of course she just had to wake up.
“Umm…go away.” She threw one of her pillows back at me before she snuggled closer to the other one. “It’s Nick’s turn to meet with dad.” That had me give off a genuine laugh. Only she seemed to be able to do that, even if it was rare.
I climbed into the bed next to her and laid stiff. I wanted to grab her and pull her against me, but didn’t want to freak her out either.
Finally I just grabbed her waist and slowly brought her a little closer before she turned to face me but never opened her eyes. She kept reaching for something with her right hand, so I grabbed it.
She intertwined our fingers and moved her head closer to mine. “Love you Mace.”