Chapter 32
Scarlett
Axel walks into my room, and his mouth pops open. Jealous fury roars inside his caramel eyes. "Fuck, Scarlett. Change, or we're staying home."
I smile. "No."
He stands his ground and stalks toward me, grabbing my hair at the nape of my neck. Axel pulls it until the point of pleasurable pain. Drawing me to look up into his murderous eyes, he takes his stiff cock out and brushes it up against the seam of my panties. "Whose pussy is this, Wallflower?"
A breathy moan passes my lips. "Yours."
He claims my mouth with raw need. This is a violent kiss, a battle of wills. He wants me bruised and panting for more. My pussy quivers with anticipation. "Please," I beg.
"Please, what?" He taunts.
"Please, fill me up." My raspy voice begs again.
He releases a guttural growl. Setting me on top of my bathroom vanity, Axel pushes my panties aside and takes my cunt as his.
He’s not gentle, and I don't want him to be.
The sound of our skin slapping against each other along with our moans fill the air.
"No one will ever touch you like this. You understand? "
"Yes. Yes. Just don't stop." He slams into me repeatedly, punishing me for disobeying him but bringing so much pleasure. We both come with a shout, and he fills me with his semen. Thank God for birth control. Fuck me.
Axel places his forehead on mine. "You see what you do to me?
You drive me mad." He releases me and puts my panties back in place.
I reach inside my drawer to get a replacement pair and clean up a little.
He shuts the drawer before I can retrieve any and backs me up against the dresser drawer.
Axel cups my mound. "You will not change until we get home.
I marked my pussy, and whenever someone looks at you tonight, you will feel who you belong to. "
Disgustingly filthy. Beautifully naughty.
He kisses me gently, a giant contrast to how he did a few minutes earlier.
I look one more time in the mirror. Thankfully, my Little Red Riding Hood costume came in the mail today.
It's a little slutty, but I wanted something to blow his mind.
It worked like a charm. The ensemble came with a red hooded cape, white knee-high stockings, a just-above-the-knee red skirt, and a black leather vest on a white puffy-sleeve top.
I paired it with black ankle booties. It's perfect.
The night air is crisp, and the leaves are starting to change to the colors of fall.
Toby is our designated driver for tonight.
He pulls up to a different house than where we usually party.
Catching my gaze, Axel explains. "In honor of my birthday, three houses are hosting a party for me.
I have to make an appearance at each one.
The Delta Gammas house is the first one. "
I smirk. "As if that ego wasn't big enough.”
Axel kisses me thoroughly. Toby scoffs. "Okay, you two, that's enough. I offered to be the DD, but no sex in my truck. Only I get to do that."
Rolling my eyes, I drag Axel out of the truck, but not before yelling, "cock blocker," as we jump out. People are swarming everywhere. They are dressed in costumes, and several have on masks. I shiver, as I remember the story London told me about the Halloween night that changed her life.
Everyone hollers as Axel walks in. There is a DJ in the corner, and the beat of the music is entrancing.
This is a beautiful house, though small in size, it makes up for it in decoration.
It has dark cherry hardwood floors throughout.
All the furniture has been moved out of the living room, and the white shiplap walls are covered in plaques, awards, and pictures of past classes.
Girls rush over to him, but his arm skirts around my waist as he gives them a polite grin—ever the charmer.
Several of them give me a go-to-hell look, but a few hand me shy yet envious smiles.
I'll call that progress. After Axel greets the crowd and thanks them for coming, we drink and dance for a couple of hours.
We slip through the back and head to the second house of the evening, and the thank you speech is about the same as the first. The girls at this house are less welcoming to me, so we leave about thirty minutes in because Axel doesn't take well to me being shunned. Take that bitches.
Finally, we arrive at the last house for tonight.
The biggest house on Fraternity Row. The one we always come to.
All the Fearless are already here, and they welcome us with hugs.
As soon as we walk in, the crowd erupts in applause, and they start chanting, "speech, speech, speech," to which Axel quickly obliges.
He's tipsy and handsy. So, this is bound to be a hilarious thank you. "Scarlett, come stand by me, babe."
Oh goodness, my feet want to rebel, but he'd chase me down in front of all these people if I followed through on that emotion.
He holds out his hand for me to hold. After my fingers are laced in his, he continues.
"Thanks to each of you for showing up and making this night special.
May you drink, fuck, and be merry!" The crowd goes wild but dies when he lowers his hand, letting them know he has something else to say.
He turns to me and I give him a sheepish smirk, because with Axel, there is no telling where this is going.
"Scarlett, my wallflower, thank you most of all.
You've made this black heart start beating, and I wanted to make a scene when I voiced my heart to you for the first time.
" My knees grow weak. "Scarlett, baby, I love you.
" Axel being Axel, he can't just be sweet. He’s gotta be a little vulgar too.
"Here's to the best and last pussy I'll ever have. "
The crowd catcalls, and I hide my face in his chest. The inner walls of my center clenches, and my face is redder than a cherry tomato. Axel holds me steady, and when I finally look at him, I see all the love he has for me shining there. "I love you, too."
He picks me up and twirls me around, but only briefly because Axel's intoxicated and doesn't want to drop me. "Karaoke or dancing?" He asks.
"Karaoke! You and Jaxon have to do that song together. You promised." I reply excitedly. He kisses me on the forehead, then goes up to the small makeshift stage with Jaxon. Jaxon loves the attention as much as my big bad wolf does.
"My brother and I have a treat for you this evening at the request of my lady," Axel explains.
The music starts, and everybody throws their hands up in the air.
Jaxon starts singing first. It's that song from the movie that the little girl sings with her dad at a talent show.
I holler in delight because he has changed the name from Trisha to Janet.
Yes! "Janet...this song is for you. We don't fuck with you... "
Everybody joins in, and I love every minute of it!
I was not expecting them to change the name, but I'm loving the bitch look she's giving them.
She storms out before the end of it, but her click stays and doesn't follow her.
She's made my whole life a living hell, and maybe Axel is rubbing off on me, but I can't feel sorry for her. She's done this to herself.
We play beer pong, and this time, Axel is my partner. We defeat Hector and Dallas by two. Poor babies. They are sore losers. Next, Axel takes me to the dance floor, and we dance the night away. As we return to his room, Axel lays down to sleep off the alcohol, but I'm restless.
The clock says 2:15 a.m. Despite it being Axel’s birthday and a really great night, I haven’t been able to stop thinking of London.
Her story still needs to be told. Since Axel is sleeping, I decide to run to my office and snag my flash drive so I can work on the story.
There has been no sign that Brody and Jenson know London spoke to me.
I think they had it out for since that night.
I feel just terrible thinking about what she went through.
I promised her I would tell the world and make sure she received justice and I plan to keep that promise.
People are still out roaming around, but my drive has been quiet otherwise.
Axel will flip his shit if he finds out I left alone.
I’ve been grinning all night as I replay his declaration over and over in my mind.
The giant lug finally told me he loved me and in front of everybody.
He may still call me Wallflower, but he meant it when he said that I was too beautiful to remain one.
He's pushed me into the spotlight every chance he's gotten since.
It was an easy drive to my office. Using the flashlight on my phone, I unlock my office door. The emergency lights stay on at night, but my particular part of the hallway is not well-light. That thought kind of makes me nauseous. It's fine. Everything is fine.
Once I’m inside. I lock my door behind me, and fiddle with the lock on my cabinet next.
After it's opened, I put my digital code in the mini-safe Axel bought me.
We both agreed it was necessary. The scaredy cat in me grabs the flash drive and my work laptop quickly.
It's creepy in here, and I'm about to get the hell out of dodge.
After securing everything, I head out of my office and lock up.
I spin around when I hear a noise. My breaths come in pants, and my throat constricts. It's probably just my imagination. Calm the hell down, Scarlett. Checking my watch, it says 2:43. I need to get back before Axel wakes up. He constantly grabs for me at night if we're not touching.
As I make my way back toward the front of the building, I look up and jump.
Standing before me is not one but two guys in the ghost face masks from Scream.
Only one of them holds a curved-shaped, long knife.
I try to turn and run back toward my office and manage to get it open just as they reach me.
I attempted to close the door, but they are too strong and push their way win.
Running for my desk, I reach in the top drawer for the knife I know Axel hid there and quickly spin around to face my attackers.
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If anyone ever hurts Scarlett, it would be like they signed their death warrant. I would kill them and never think twice. -Axel
My alcohol-induced brain has somewhat cleared, and I reach out my hand to pull Scarlett close. Opening one eye, it confirms she's not in bed with me. Fear grips my belly, and I call out her name. "Scarlett? Scarlett!"
She doesn't answer. Looking at my phone, the time says 2:50 am.
Checking the tracking app proves she's not here.
Why the fuck is Scarlett at her office? I head toward the living room, hoping Toby is not on the couch and that he went with her.
I'm going to do more than spank her ass this time.
She knows the rules. Why would she go by herself?
Fully sober, I grab my keys and head toward school.
My Wallflower will not like the punishment I deal her this time.