Page 76 of His To Claim
SCARLETT
Irush out of the car as soon as Agent Servite pulls up to the Dahlia House. I can’t stand to be near him a minute longer. After his confession and threat, the rest of our ride was thankfully silent; but he sickens me, everything about him. I thought I hated my mother, but the way I feel toward Agent Servite…That is true hate.
“Don’t forget, Miss Steele, the next time I call upon you, do not fail me,” he shouts as he drives off into the darkness.
Running full speed inside the house, I head up to the quarter not once looking back. Once inside, I rush to the bathroom, slip out of my dress and jump straight into the shower, turning on the hot water and letting it burn away the events of the night.
I can’t believe I slept with Ace. I actually did it. I cheated on Drake. Sure, we had agreed to take a break, but that’s just me taking the easy way out. I still betrayed him. Regardless of what our relationship status was, it’s one thing to have kissed Ace onmore than one occasion, but this, sleeping with him, how can I ever look at Drake again?How can I bear to look at myself?
My phone buzzes inside my purse on the floor and I reach for it seeing fifteen missed calls in the last 30 minutes. Suddenly it dawns on me.
I told no one I was leaving. Jade must be going crazy looking for me, and Drake and Stella. I told her I was going to the bathroom and never came back. I unlock my phone and see ten missed calls from Jade, Drake and Stella, and five from Ace. I ignore the messages from Ace, but quickly call Jade to let her know I’m okay.
“Scarlett, fuck, finally!” she shouts, her voice muffled by loud voices around her. “Where the fuck are you, and why haven’t you answered any of our calls?”
“Jade, I’m sorry, I just, I had to leave. I’m back at the house now. I ran into Agent Servite when I left to look for the bathroom, and I realized I didn’t want to be at that stupid party with him there. I can’t be around him. I convinced one of the limo drivers to drive me back. I’m sorry, I just needed to get away from Servite and Ace and everyone at the party. I should have called you.” I feel horrible once again lying to my sister, but it’s for her own safety.
“Did that fucker hurt you, Scarlett? I swear if he so much as laid a finger on you.” At the mention of someone hurting me I hear Drake groan a string of curses in the background.
“No, no, Jade, it was just an awful conversation. I’ll talk to you when you get back but just, please don’t say anything. Just tell them I felt sick, please. I’ll explain later.”
“Okay, sis, don’t worry. I just need to go get Drake. He took off looking for Ace cause he swears he did something to you, hell I thought so too. I mean the fucker has already kidnapped you once.” No, no. Drake can’t do anything. He already has a strike against him for punching Ace. Another infraction like that against the Headmaster’s son and I’m sure they’ll kick him out.
“Please, Jade, don’t let Drake do anything stupid. Don’t let him get in trouble. He can get kicked out.”
“I know, Scar, I’ll take care of him, besides, looks like Ace is gone anyway. I’ll see you in a bit, sis, and then we need to talk.”
“Okay, I’ll see you soon.”
I hang up the phone and step out of the shower, grabbing a towel from the rack and wrapping it around my body. As I step out into the hall, I hear a loud banging against the door of the quarter. My heart races, imagining it is Agent Servite who has changed his mind. I try to ignore it but as I walk over to the door, the knocking only gets louder.
“Who is it?” I shout, grabbing a bottle of vodka from the counter, ready to hit him over the head with it.
“Open the fucking door, Red, before I break this shit down.”
I let out a deep breath, realizing it's Ace and not his uncle, which honestly isn’t any better. “Go away, Ace, I don’t want to see or talk to you.”
“Too damn bad. We need to talk, Red. Open the goddamn door or so help me, I’ll stay here all night and cause a scene when your posse arrives.”
I curse to myself as I reach to unlock the door. As the door clicks, it’s swung open with Ace and Bass appearing on the other side. Ace’s eyes widen at the sight of me and I cringe realizing what I must look like. I’m standing here only in a small towel wrapped around my body, my wet hair clinging against my shoulders and my eye makeup surely smeared, making me look like a damn raccoon.
“What do you want?” I shout as he steps inside.
Before coming inside he turns to Bass. “Stand out here and make sure nobody interrupts us,” he says.
I look over at Bass and see a smirk appearing on his face as he whistles at me. “You fucking rat!” I shout before Ace slams the door on him.
“What the fuck were you thinking getting in that car with him, Red!” Ace shouts as he steps forward pushing me back against the wall.
“I don’t owe you any explanations, Servite. Last I checked, I don’t fucking answer to you,” I cry out before running toward my room.
Ace catches up to me and grabs me by my arm, swinging me around to face him right before I’m able to slam the door in his face. He throws me back against the wall of my bedroom, caging me in with his body and pressing his erection against me. I groan as he lifts my hands up over my head and holds them against the wall just as his mouth comes down on me.
He kisses me erratically and I meet him just as intensely. God, he drives me crazy and I can’t stop myself from giving in to him. We are like two animals kissing wildly, trying to suck the air out of one another. Like two bombs counting down so close to exploding and taking down everything around us.
Ace breaks the kiss and I moan at his release of my lips, gasping for air for him to fill my lungs once more. “Last I checked, Red, you don’t get in the fucking car with my uncle just minutes after you cum on my dick.”
Reaching a hand down under my towel, he runs his fingers over my slick and sensitive folds. “Ahh,” I moan as he rubs his fingers over my clit.