I was already 17 but I hadn’t had a boyfriend or even kissed but based on what I’d seen in movies and what my friends had told me, I knew I was in love with him.
“I love you,” I said then took another sip.
He turned to look at me and my cheeks burned red.
“Why?” he smiled.
“Because, you make me feel special,” I felt like a little kid. And honestly it feels cringe thinking about it but back then… it felt like the right words to say.
“If that’s the case, I love you too,” he said.
“Why?”
“Because, you’re a strong woman,” he said as he took a sip of his tea.
He called me a woman. I dropped the cup and moved closer to him and kissed him. First kiss tastes like lemonade right? Well, mine did too… probably because we were having lemon tea.
He kissed me back and I felt at peace. When we stopped he stroked my hair, “You’ll make a fine princess one day.”
“Your princess?”
“Yes. If you can grow enough to be claimable.”
I was 17 and he was 16. He claimed his family’s business at one point and I think we grew closer but I discovered that he led a life of debauchery. At 16, he had already gotten his hands on superstar models that many thought were untouchable. Was I jealous? Yes. I looked for ways to improve myself.
My company got branches and by 18 I was rolling into millions. His sights were on me and I this time it was my turn to be the unachievable queen.
It was fun…
However, 2 years ago his family relocated and rumors were that he had an accident and hadn’t been seen since then. I was broken. I needed to find a way to escape that and sex became my mechanism. I honestly can’t remember who I first had sex with but it felt good.
I started craving more and more. I discovered that sex could also be used to buy my way into people’s hearts in terms of business. So, when I was faced with difficult clients, I’d fuck them.
Wolf Pack grew and so did my urges.
I tried my best to keep my employees out of my thighs but one day I couldn’t stand it anymore and eventually I had sex with my first personal assistant. I couldn’t stop myself and soon I had fucked everyone… even my best friend Michael.
And I couldn’t stop.
Most of them would confess their feelings for me but I wasn’t emotionally attached to any of them. I became the Alphaof the Wolf Pack. The one whose urges can’t be tamed.
And Nick came.
I started to feel emotions I thought I had forgotten. My original plan was to do the usual dine and dash but there was just something about him that made me want to keep him. Was it because he reminded me of him? My first love?
Well that was definitely not it, Nick was really different personality speaking. He didn’t have those eyes of pride that seemed to look down on the rest of the world. So why was I attracted to him? I don’t think I needed reason to.
I hated to admit it but… I was in love with Nick.But I had feeling it wasn’t mutual.
You’ve heard the story about the boy who cried wolf. I had already set up my image as a hunter and nothing else. If I revealed myself as anything butthat, he wouldn’t believe me…. No one would.