《The Waitress and Her Alpha》Early Shift
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Of the assortment of dresses, I find a long white sundress that covers most my body capping over my shoulders. It tightens at the waist and flares with a small v-cut at the top that still covers my cleavage.
A pair of sandals is my go to tossing them on to find them wrap perfectly around my feet. So fucking creepy.
My hair is a mess, and I take the time to braid it and use some dry shampoo I find at the closet vanity. You look somewhat human.
"Find everything?" His deep voice pulls me from my trance, I give him the side eye turning my back to him. He stands in only a towel letting it drop to the floor when he begins to walk around.
"Holy- put on some clothes. I don't want to see that." My voice barely below a scream when I shut my eyes like a childish woman. This isn't fun for me, and damn it I'm scared of the worst happening.
"You will get used to seeing me naked, darling." He laughs under his breath sliding past me to grab things from the drawers. I force my eyes to sink in my with how hard I keep them shut.
"Please, just tell me when your dressed."
"I am covered." He lets out a deep sigh, and I peak my open to indeed find him covered in a pair of slacks, a button up handing off his fingers. His wet hair has been shaken out, but the mop head does something to me making me curl my toes to keep in place.
"Thank you."
Ares buttons himself up, fixing the shirt on himself before tucking it into his slacks. A small belt is wrapped around his waist and tie wrapped around his neck. I could strangle this hot fucker with that.
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"Ready? You look beautiful." He comes over to me running the back of his hand down my cheek all the way to the base of my throat. I attempt to pull away, but his other hand is on my lower back holding me in place.
"I'm- I'm ready." Damn me and my horniness.
"Jessica will be riding with us with her mate. Will that appease you?"
"Taking us home would appease me."
Ares meets my eyes, pausing his small massage he tends to on my lower back, "That can't happen. One day you will understand. Now come, we can't be late."
"Aren't you the boss? Show up when you want to?" His hands transition away from me only one wrapping around my wrist in an iron grip. I give one good yank, Ares giving me a look in return, "I have to at least try."
"My people value my timely manner, makes things run more smoothly. The only reason I would tolerate being late is to pleasure you before I leave." Oh.
"That will never happen." But you want it to. Shut yourself down, Vee. Shut it down.
"We will see about that." I am dragged from the room, my lung loosing their air in nerves when we exit into a hallway. Pictures of the employees line the walls, some of Ares with others. All of them are shirtless, some pretending to howl.
Wolves? Do these people believe their wolves?
"This is our home, I had it built when I took over the role of leader. My people have filled it with photos to make it more homey while I lived alone."
"I don't care." I whisper watching the images fly by as I am dragged down a staircase. The home itself is lovely, extremely cozy and warm with a fireplace at the front. My personal dream home.
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Ares ignores my comment guiding me outside to his patio not bothering to lock the door before taking me down the porch steps.
"Do you have a preference on vehicle?" He gives me a smile letting me look over the few cars that sit in his drive way.
"Not really, something that takes me home and leaves me there would suffice."
He ignores that to pulling me to the BMW that he picked me up in for our date. Suffocating. This is suffocating.
He puts me in the passenger door running to the drivers door. I loose sight on him as I turn to exit the car, but feel his warm hand on mind tugging the door closed, "How did you? What?"
It made no logical sense how he got around the car fast enough just to have time to stop me before I would have exited. No ones that fast.
"Come on baby. I don't want to fight you all morning."
"Then you kidnapped the wrong woman."
He laughs again, a beautiful laugh that fills my heart with warmth, "No, definitely the right one."
The car lurches forward through the forest, my brain boggling at the amount of trees that surround us, "We are a few hours from New York, this is my primary residence. I personally take the helicopter when I need to go to Main City."
"Oh because thats so normal."
"I never said it was. Today we are going to my more local office. Most of my men work from this land."
"Land? Like you own land and they work off of it."
"Precisely."
Someone pinch me I'm dreaming. No way in hell these people believe they are the wolves of the night, but all these little details seem to line out. My romance stories a little too on the nose. However, most aren't the CEOs of nationwide banks either.
We stop in front of a smaller home, Jessica fighting against Josh on the porch. I cheer her on from the car.
"Go, go say hello. But remember, we will catch you." The sound of unlock fills my ears and I bolt from the vehicle barreling into Jessica. Josh lets her go so we tumble onto the ground our arms wrapped tightly around one another.
"Vee!"
"Jess!" We both yell each others names, digging our heads in to get a better hug. We stay there until the sparking hands of Ares, and the less exciting touch of Josh move us apart holding us at standing.
"We have to go ladies." Ares becomes this face of business, no joking or sex innuendo style that he adorned earlier. Both of the men lead us back to the car setting us in the back. Jessica tugs at the door handle, nothing opening.
"Child lock." Josh grunts to which Jessica screams.
"Go fuck yourselves!" Her scream hurts there ears, hands moving to cover the one closet to her.
Ares turns to look at her, any confidence she had missing, "Do that again, and I will have Josh gag you for the duration of today."
She swallows, I freak. What in the hell have we gotten ourselves into.
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