Ruined By The Alpha's Son

Ten

Chapter Ten

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“What are you doing?” I ask him, my hands flying to my lips. “Are you OK?” I ask him again, and he's just groaning in pain Holding that area. I can tell that there's blood and definitely bruising.

“ Are you going to ask that question after you struck me so hard with that thing?” He asks before grabbing it from my hand and tossing it to the far end of the room.

“What the f**k is wrong with you?” He asks me, and I am actually offended by the fact that I am trying to be sweet to him even though he's an intruder in my house and he's just treating me the way that he's treating me. Again, that feeling again. I can tell that the scent is emanating from him. I feel strange again. I feel the butterflies going crazy in my stomach.

I feel myself getting excited. I feel myself wanting to scream at him, pounce at him and just kiss him all over. Why was I feeling all these sorts of emotions? Why was it so hard for me to just be still? He had broken into my house. He was basically an intruder in my home, and it was still not for me to realize that I should not be feeling any kind of good emotions towards him. No, I had to be stronger than that.

I could not let myself do this to myself.

“Logan, what are you doing in my house?” I ask him and I realize that he is bleeding way more than I thought.

“Hang on, I'll get you the first aid kit.” I say to him before running up the stairs again to grab my first aid kit, which my mother always made sure was properly filled and in my room and easily accessible in case anything happened to me. I come rushing down the stairs and grab try to apply pressure to his wound but he immediately just stops me.

“Give me that he says, I'll do it myself. You already done enough damage!” he says and I just look at him weirdly. Rude much? For sure!

“ You broke into my house and you expect me to be OK with it?” I ask him, waiting for him to make it all make sense.

“I did not break into your house and we came back to get my phone. I realized I left it here”, He says to me and I just look confused. We cleaned the house very thoroughly. If he had forgotten his phone I definitely would have seen it. Your phone is not here. OK, you forgot it. Someone else?

“ No, I did find it, Here it is”. He says pulling it out of his pocket before giving me a very strange look. What were you looking for? Your phone? You just messed up the entire living room searching for your phone. I asked him and he seems to not want to be close to me. It's very weird. I feel drawn to him and instinctively I feel like getting closer to him as much as he keeps retreating from me. I don't want to be one of those girls.

There were so many girls that were pathetic girls that he made look very sad every time they were drooling over him and just wanting all him of his attention and he would give him absolutely none. Every single time he would make them look like it is. I don't want to be one of those girls. But right now the more that he was getting away from, the more I felt like getting closer to him. Like we could not be apart. Like I just had to keep close in this head that he was creating. What are you doing at my house for feeling me to be honest with you right now? I say to him and he only shakes his head. I told you I came to get my phone, he says to me.

And you have had your phone in your pocket long enough while I was watching you, but still you were going through those documents. Those belong to my parents. You cannot be doing, I say to him, and he just smirks at me. They're going to offer me a seat or what? He asks, and that is the last thing I really expected him to say. I'm very shocked by his words right now. What do you mean? Am I going to offer you a seat or what? You break into my house and do you think the permission I need to give you is to have a seat?

You have to head out and knock again and maybe I'll think about it. I'm surprised that I'm able to stand up to him like this because internally I'm screaming. Internally I'm unable to deal with what is going on right now. Internally, I just keep thinking that all I want to do is be wrapped around him, that he is just too gorgeous for my liking, his green eyes just looking at me and boring deeply into my soul. I feel like every time he places his eyes on me that he is seeing me more than he possibly can. Like he's seeing all my thoughts and my emotions and he can tell that I am dying for him, that I am just losing it because he's near me.

Maybe it was obvious. Maybe it was too obvious. Definitely tell me before that I was definitely way too obvious with everything that I did and I did not like that. I did not like that I had to be that obvious around Logan. It could not be with him. No, he did not have to know that I had a crush on him, even if it was just a little crush that was making me feel a little slightly weirder than regular right now.

“Fine, is that what you want? After You strike me with your Golf Club and nearly kill me? You know I could be injured enough to die tonight and you want me to go out and knock?” He asks me and before I even respond he just walks out, heading out straight to the door and knocking. He must be absolutely insane what has gotten into him? I go to the door, opening it and cross my arms over my chest.

“Are you going to let me in or what?”