Athena Give Me Strength
1132 Words
Gina
The sweat dripped into my eyes as I stood shaking before the man’s door.
My knuckles were throbbing from how hard I had been rapping at the mahogany wood, and I was so close to peeing myself that I could have cried.
“M-Mr. Atticus? Are you asleep? Your breakfast is here!” I called shakily, cringing when my voice came out as a hoarse croak before breathing deeply.
What the hell was wrong with me? I wasn't some chum maiden with no sense of responsibility! Focus Gina!
I jerked my shoulders back and squeezed the gold door knob, throwing the door open before I had a chance to think about it and marching through the whoosh of cold air that stung my face in full force.
I placed the food tray carefully on the gold cart by the corner almost immediately, unable to help looking around the beautiful room that made me hold my breath.
“Wow!” I breathed, noting the giant king-sized bed that was at the center of the room and the rich, dark green walls fixed with gold lights that were turned down to the lowest.
My heart hammered wildly in my chest when I caught a whiff of a breezy, sea scent, only catching a flash of grey eyes in the mirror vanity that showed my white face before I felt hot hands wrap around my throat and slam me into the wall at lightning fast speed.
My brain went into overdrive as the sea scent overpowered my senses and I forced myself to stare up at the angry gray pools that blazed down at me, heavily lined in black, exotic, dangerous eyes.
“Oomph” I choked, gasping and beating my hands like a maniac at the hard wall of his chest that blinded me before his voice, Atticus’ voice, played angrily in my ears.
“Who the f**k, are you?” He growled in a deep baritone that sent shudders down my spine as my s*x tingled sweetly. I was suddenly aware that I could very well die here, spread apart like a w***e against this man as he choked the life out of me.
“You're hurting me! Can't...breathe...” I managed to squawk through a thick throat, aware of the weight of his elbow against my breast and feeling my n*****s harden in response.
I could see the room blur in my vision as my mouth opened and closed wordlessly before he released his pressure on my windpipe and I watched his claws retract into his long fingers like they had never been there.
“How did you get in here?” Atticus hissed, his wild love of dark hair falling about his face like some angry Greek god so that I choked on my words again, pointing dumbly instead at the door.
His gaze slid over my body with searing intensity as if he saw through my cheap blouse and under things, right down to the globes of my fair breasts quivering underneath. They felt wrong, swollen.
Athena! What was happening to me?
I could feel the anger rolling off him in waves as he searched me with his eyes like he had every right to like he was some conquering prince and I was a helpless servant, ready to serve him as he dragged me off into his chambers.
“Your food... It was...Roberto,” I mumbled, keeping my eyes carefully on the heaving flesh of his sculpted chest and the downturned lines of his full, pink mouth.
Crap, I was dreaming again. I wiped the drool on the sides of my mouth discreetly with the back of my hand before taking a deep breath and snapping my head up to meet his unwavering glare.
I was suddenly aware of how close he was to me, enough that his hot breath warmed my face and I could still feel the weight of his thigh wedged between mine, brushing carelessly against my p***y.
I moaned before I could stop myself, bucking my hips into his thigh before he moved away, his chiseled face darkening like I had surprised him.
“Get Out.” The man deadpanned and I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I had heard him correctly. His hair was still wet and he had a towel tied firmly around the hard V of his waist that made the longing build deliciously in my p***y.
I wanted to press myself against his manly frame, Christ Gina, was I that attention-starved?
I could feel my body tingling and I flushed deeply, freezing in panic.
“Are you deaf as much as you're dumb Stewart? He said to get the f**k out!” Damon’s gravelly voice boomed from the doorway and I turned my head in shock to see him smirking as he leaned against it.
My face stung as I ran past them down to the basement Roberto had shown me as my room, slamming the door behind me and wrestling my school clothes from the dresser to throw them on.
How had I gone and embarrassed myself in front of the one person who was most powerful after his father the King Alpha?
I could still hear the boys mocking laughter in my head and it was all I could do not to break down in tears as I threw on my old blazer and zipped up my jeans.
One thing was certain, and it was the fact that I wasn't welcomed here, royal maid or not, It was like I had s**t on my face!
They couldn't even bear to be around me. How much longer would I have to suffer their hatred?
I wondered briefly if I would have been better off back in my old house with my s*x-addict roommate before shaking my head to dismiss the thought.
“Never,” I whispered fiercely. I was never going to leave this beautiful castle because I was scared. So what if his drop-dead gorgeous sons hated me? It was the Alpha I owed my loyalty! Not freaking Atticus! Or Damon or Thomas and Caden!
“Athena, give me strength!” I cried bitterly after I had made to brush my hair and realized there was nothing on it.
I threw on a face cap instead, making my way outside just in time to see the boys zooming off in their luxury car.
“Hey! Hey wait up! Please!” I screamed, waving my hands and jumping up and down like some creature from monkey planet, before giving up when the car disappeared into the tree line.
Great! Now I was walking to school again! I could only hope I wouldn't be late this time or get lost in the spooky trees outside Alpha Rivera’s grand castle.
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