Lavenia's POV
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It could have been a dream or... I was still under the influence of the alcohol my annoying coworkers had forced me to drink. But it was clear. No one was performing a concert all night and getting a standing ovation.
What I heard was clearly not that.
The sound of clapping was clearly the sound of skin hitting other skin.
Should I make it clear? Thigh against thigh, butt against butt—two people having sex or whatever else I should say to describe them who, sure enough, when I opened the apartment door, I found in the exact position I had been fantasizing about for the past few minutes.
"Fuck! Shut the fuc—La-Lav?" said the man, looking surprised to see me, and he, who I knew hadn't reached his orgasm yet, forcefully pulled his 'salmon' out of the damn 'crocodile hole' belonging to the woman in front of him.
"Whoa! Bravo, Damien! This is the first time I've seen you not finish the game," I said sarcastically.
It damn right. This isn't the first time I've heard news of his affair. And if you ask me why I stayed until I found out for myself how this damn bastard was thrusting his hips on top of a whore who was willing to sleep with him, the reason is because of the pack rules.
He is a suitable alpha candidate because he passed the warrior test a long time ago and is among the best graduates of the largest university in the entire pack.
Fuck them all! I should never have agreed to Dad's idea of pairing me off with a bastard like Damien. He was lucky to get me because he would definitely hold a high position after officially becoming my husband.
"I will hand over the leadership to your husband someday. Therefore, think again about getting married soon, Lav." That's what Dad said at the time and... this is the result.
Damien is an alpha descendant from a large pack that... can be said to be far below our level. I forgot the name of the pack, even the name of his father, who was supposed to be my future father-in-law.
They are both equally dirty—both famous for their uncontrollable addiction to sex. That pack is the only pack with a majority of females, and all of them have experienced the agility of the alpha's 'bird'.
"Lav, wait! It's not what you think."
"Well, tell that to my father because from now on, there's no chance for you, Damien Shaw!"
I turned around and was already at the door, but he quickly closed and locked it.
Stupid! Trapping me here wasn't a good idea, Damien. You forgot that I never go anywhere alone. So, your act was clearly the same as suicide.
"Get out of there or you won't get out of this place alive," I threatened, and he just grinned. "Damien, I'm serious!"
"I know, Lav. You've wanted this for a long time. Why pretend to be aloof just to have sex with me? Just be honest instead of acting conservative when you're always touching yourself every time you imagine me."
What? Has he gone crazy?
I know... I may be too old-fashioned because, embarrassing or not, I admit I've never made love to anyone.
Ever.
However, that doesn't mean that bastard's words are true. He must have downed a whole bottle of alcohol, so he could talk a shit like that with confidence.
Honestly. At first, I was curious about what a man's touch would feel like, especially since Damien would be my husband, my alpha, and maybe even my mate if we managed to persuade the Moon Goddess to make us true mates. However, after seeing the size of his "little friend," I dismissed those dirty thoughts.
There are many that are bigger, stronger, and more tempting than his. So, thank you, next!
Damien, who was still completely naked, approached me, pinned me against the wall, and squeezed my butt. However, with one kick, the poor 'little guy' without any 'protection' successfully received a gentle caress from my knee and made him hold on while moaning in pain.
"Fuck! You damn woman! You could ruin my future, argh!"
I didn't want to wait for another opportunity. I immediately ran out of the apartment after Damien's whore, who had just exchanged sweat with him, approached my ex-fiancé, and the two of them were busy "caressing" the poor little guy.
"I'm heading downstairs, wait for me there," I said to my bodyguard through the communication device that, unfortunately, was always attached to my ear.
My father would never let me enjoy life without supervision, so he equipped me with a super security system—a 24-hour personal bodyguard, protective devices, and communication equipment.
What's the use of mind-link, everybody?!
The man across from me didn't answer, but when my feet touched the floor of the apartment, I could already hear the roar of my sports car, which he was driving. I quickly got in, slammed my butt down on the seat, and slammed the door shut.
"Damn bastard! Aaargh!" I shouted, causing my bodyguard to glance at me briefly before speeding off to the location I had mentioned earlier.
Tonight, I had to get rid of the bad luck that had been clinging to me for the past few months. Damien's last kiss... I wanted to forget it!
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"Don't you want to explain everything, Lav?" asked Dad when I arrived in the room. They just motioned for me to sit in the defendant's chair, answer various questions, and guess what? That asshole was there too.
"What do I have to explain, Dad? If this is about why I broke off my engagement with..." I just glanced at the man who, even after being caught doing something wrong, still had the nerve to act arrogant to me. "Ask him yourself."
"We want to hear it from you. Your version."
I just sighed heavily and rolled my eyes. Whatever I said would only be used as ammunition by someone like Damien.
Actually, many people knew that, but for some reason, Dad turned a deaf ear to the facts.
"Is it just because he's the best graduate in the pack? Or because he has above-average abilities, so you still insists on setting us up?
My gaze shifted to Damien, who looked calm on the outside, but I knew that inside he was rejoicing because my naive and kind-hearted father was so fond of him as a prospective son-in-law.
He certainly didn't want to let me go. The future and glory of his pack were in my hands. Shouldn't he treat me well, not the other way around?
"Lavenia, I don't want to argue with you. There will be no cancellation of the wedding. You and Damien will still get married at the time I have determined."
Perfect!
This bastard not only ruined my life, but also influenced my father.
The wedding cannot happen. I have to think of a way to cancel it as soon as possible because, as far as I remember, our wedding will take place in less than a year. But... what can make my father see sense?
Should I tell him that I just slept with a man and felt the mate-sign?
No, no! That's not a good idea because I've never even touched a man. They would realize I was lying, and that bastard Damien would laugh at this pretentious conservative girl like me, then go back to mocking me.
Or he might look for an opportunity to get what I never gave him if I said that.
That definitely can't happen. Think of something, Lav... think of something!
I can't. Even when I got to my room, I still couldn't come up with a brilliant idea to cancel that ridiculous wedding. The Blue Eclipse Pack can't fall into Damien's hands if we don't want to all become his slaves.
Ever since I heard some people talk about Damien's affair, I started to suspect something was wrong with him. But stupidly, I continued the relationship with him and... honestly, admitting it feels so embarrassing.
How could Dad just believe this liar?
"I still won't marry him. I'm an adult and this is my decision."
"Fine. I'll let you marry another man as long as you can find someone much better than Damien," said Dad, and with sparkling eyes, of course, I reached out to shake his hand.
However, don't call my father Landon Howls, the alpha of the strongest pack, if he doesn't possess above-average intelligence and cunning.
"Wait up, girl. Don't get too excited," he said. "I'm only giving you three days, Kid. If you fail, you have to marry Damien immediately!"