Marrying The Wrong Alpha

CHAPTER 15 - Undeniable Desire

Simone POV

That stupid Alpha! What should I do with art now? I definitely couldn’t pass that subject this semester. Among all things, what I hate the most is failing in class. Dad’s disappointing face appeared inside my head. That’s why I couldn’t concentrate on my cheerleading training today.

“Johnson, what’s wrong with you?” I bumped into Avery, the most irritating girl in the squad. She always likes to compete with me. But sadly, she could never be above me. Coach Jim gave me the best spot as a group leader, and that upset her even more. “Concentrate, Ms. Johnson.” The coach said. “I will…I’m sorry, coach,” I said, then continue the training. I dried my wet hair with a towel, walking towards my locker as I wanted to wear my clothes.

I found it strange that my locker wasn’t locked as usual. After I opened my locker, I was shocked to found my shirt had many holes in it. Somebody must’ve done it while I was taking a shower. I growled in anger, it must be Avery! I would make her pay for this. But what should I do now? I couldn’t go out in these ripped clothes. I tried to put them on, and the damage was intolerable. I finally decided to put on the clothes and wrapped the towel over my body. I have to go back home for now. I couldn’t take the class in this outfit.

I popped out my head and scanned the area with both eyes. There is no one on the outside. Perfect! I make my way out, wrapping the towel tighter against my body. I almost reached the exit gate, when suddenly someone is stopping me by grabbing my shoulder. I jolted up and turned around in a panic, only to find out that it was Marcus. I let out a breath of relief. “Simone, I’ve been looking for you! Where have you been?” He asked, then his eyes went to the towel that draped over my body.

“What do you want this time, Marcus?” I asked cynically, raising one eyebrow at him. His face looked troubled and guilty. “Have you checked your locker?” He asked me, making me confused. “Umm…No. Just leave me alone. I have to go back now.” I told him, trying to end our meaningless conversation. But he was quick to pull me back.

“Are you sick or something?” he looked on my face intently. “I’m not sick, Marcus. Just let me be alone, will you?” I shook off his hand away, then the towel dropped to the floor. His eyes widened to see my torn outfit as he scanned me with his eyes, which are full of anger right now. He quickly took off his black leather jacket and put it on me.

“Who did this to you?” he asked, still trying to be calm. “It’s none of your business….” He dragged me into his car and pushed me to sit on the passenger seat. “What do you think you’re doing?” I snarled, but he ignored it. “I’m taking you home.” He replied in a final tone.

He was driving in silence. I can tell that he was still angry with the person who ruined my shirt from driving the car. Why did he have to care that much about me? “Marcus…” I said, breaking the silence. “Aren’t you going to tell me?” He cuts me. “Marcus, this is just a silly prank…I can get rid of her in a blink of an eye,” I told him. “So it’s a ‘her’?” he emphasizes, raising his eyebrow. “Yes, and that’s why I want you to stay out of it. It was very unmanly for a man to pick a fight with a woman.” I warned him. “Well, I supposed you’re right. But I want to teach her a lesson.” He said with an evil smirk.

“I told you to let me handle this by myself. Why are you being so blunt?” I replied with frustration. “Fine,…But under one condition.” He said, suddenly stopping the car in the middle of nowhere. I studied his movement and suddenly felt like he was about to do something evil towards me. He unclasped his seatbelt and moved towards me. I felt my senses went numb as his manly smells filled my nose.

He put his hands on the side of my cheek, and I don’t realize that I hold my breath as he came even closer to me. I squinted my eyes closed with anticipation. I think he was going to kiss me this time. His hot breath fanned my neck. I found myself feeling excited and scared at the same time.

I think I will give in to him if he wanted to kiss me right now. Oh my God, it's really happening. I still remember how hot and rough my first kisses were with him. How arousing it was when he grabs my ass. “I want you to come with me to the homecoming party next week.” He suddenly said, breaking the hot fantasy that I’ve just imagined on my mind. What did he just say? Is he being serious right now? I then opened my eyes.

“Wait, That’s it?” I asked him in disbelief. “Yup,…What else do you have in your mind?” he curved a naughty smirk as if he could read my mind. “Nothing!” I replied curtly, looking out to the window. “Why you’re closing your eyes? And you’re blushing.” He pointed out. Of course, I was blushing because of you, i***t! You purposedly triggered an unwanted scene in my mind. But I have pride, and I won’t admit it in front of him. “I’m not blushing…I think your air conditioner is broken. It was freaking hot right here.” I uttered complete nonsense as I fanned my face.

He pretended to play along with me and checked the temperature of his air-con with his hand. “I don’t think so…They worked perfectly fine to me...” He said, teasing me. “Just drive, Marcus!” I replied, cutting him and saving me from another bullshit. “Okay, I’ll drive.” he put his hands on the air, restraining his laugh. I think I just got a partner for the party. I have to say that I anticipated how this homecoming party would turn out this year since I will come with Marcus. I never had a partner before, and I promised myself that I will have a full experience this time.