Howling Hearts

Scarlet:

The drive to Asher's place was quiet. Not a word was said, not even the sound of the radio. Usually I like the silence but this ... is just awkward.

The engine was more talkative than Ash at this point in time and it was weird because he usually likes the sound of his own voice. When he eventually stopped the car, he climbed out of the car and made his way to the large building's entrance. When I got out, I tried to see the top of the large building but it was like it never ended. When I looked back toward the entrance again, I got a fright when I saw Ash was out of my sight.

I quickly ran into the entrance and was once again stopped in my tracks to take in the spectacular interior. The entrance hall was like I had gone back in time and entered the palace in the baroque era.

Gold and marble lined every corner of the hall and reception and it was luxury at its best. Suddenly, someone grabbed my hand and dragged me away from the hall.

"Why do you have to move at the speed of a snail?"

I didn't even have to look to know who it was. When we eventually arrived at Asher's place, I was kind of surprised that his place wasn't as dark and gloomy as his mood.

It was still dark with the greys and black that filled the walls, but it had a minimalist vibe to it. Still a cold and dark vibe that suited him well. Visit to read the complete chapters for free. "Your place is...."

I tried to find a compliment. His place was massive and spacious. He had a large open-plan apartment with 2 rooms and what seemed to be a joint bathroom.

"Big" I continued, finding the only compliment I could give.

I was never a true fan of homes being so dark colored. I felt that it made any place look cramped, not that it did that here. But it didn't feel homey.

"Make yourself at home" he said whilst making his way to the bathroom. "Sure" I got out before he closed the bathroom door.

I went and sat down on the couch and took out my phone. It was midnight already. I also saw many missed calls from my mom. Anxiety filled my whole existence as I dialed her back, waiting for her to pick up.

As expected, she didn't answer. Maybe she was already asleep. I will call her first thing tomorrow.

I turned my head towards the sound of the bathroom door opening. Out came an image I couldn't turn my eyes away from. Ash had stepped out of the bathroom, making it evident he had just showered. His hair is messy and wet with drops falling down onto his abs and slowly making their way to the towel that is hanging dangerously low on his hips.

He was still rubbing his hair dry with a different towel when he caught me looking at his body like a b**ch in heat. Maybe that's what I was. But I didn't care.

When I met his eyes, sparks flew down my spine and pooled in my panties. I clenched my thighs together to maybe stop him from smelling it but realized it wasn't working when he took in a deep breath and opened his eyes again, staring at me with I**t, starting to overtake them.

"Do you like what you see?" He said with a mischievous grin and just before I was about to nod my head I stormed into the bathroom, he just came from and locked the door.

"Oh come on Red, don't be so modest". Whilst he was saying that, I quickly got undressed and jumped into a cold shower hoping it could cool off whatever was brewing in my mind, chest and core.

When it finally worked, I got out of the shower and realized I had never brought anything with me. I only came with the clothes I had on. Luckily,

I came up with an ingenious plan that wouldn't fail. I quickly tied the towel over my body and opened the door slightly. "Ash, I'm hungry, can you go get us something to eat. It's way too late to cook". "Sure Red, what you hungry for". "Anything"

"OK. I'll order us some Pizza". Order no. I needed him out of his place so I could try and get some clothes on my body. "Won't it be faster to go and get yourself?" I tried to convince him.

I realized it wasn't going to work. "I'm not going out at this time of the night. Red" he said whilst giggling.

Damn my plan failed.

I stood there in the bathroom thinking about what I was going to do for about 20 minutes and no plan came to mind. I can't ask him for clothes.

He will dangle it out of my reach or make sure I sleep without it. He likes to play games like that and embarrass me in the process.

"Red. I know you are in need of clothes and all you have to do is just ask, but since you have taken so long and the food is getting cold. I thought I would come and offer you my... help

"He said in a mocking manner "I need clothes." Was all I could say.

"Fine, if you ever tried to open the door you would've seen them on the floor just outside", he said, laughing.

Everything was always a joke to him and the only thing he ever took seriously was the alpha position. I quickly unlocked the door and opened it just enough for my arm to go through as I grabbed what he had laid out for me. It was his shirt. Just his shirt. No pants and no undies.

"Really!" I screamed out just to receive a giggle back. If this is the game he wants to play, then let's play. I got dressed into his shirt and grabbed my previous undies that I had worn today.

They were red lace thongs and I hated myself for going all out when I was so angry, but they made me feel confident and I needed that confidence.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Maybe it will pull me through my current situation too. I left my hair loose and messed it up a bit to make it seem a bit more s* *ual. If this is the game he wants to play, he must be ready to get played.