isn’t a position I want to be in. “Get the fuck out of my room,” I say too loudly, hoping there’s someone around who can hear me.
“Come on,” he says, the bang of the door making me jump. “I’ve seen you watching me all fucking day. You want me. Just say the word and I’ll give it to you.”
“You’re fucking kidding me, right? I haven’t been watching you. You’re delusional. I wouldn’t fuck you even if you were the last man on earth.”
His eyes darken as he starts making his way toward me. “Then I guess we’re going to have to do this my way. Better prepare yourself because I like it hard.”
My door swings open and I jump while Jude’s eyes slice around to the door with venom. Colton stands in my doorway looking bored as hell, his gaze heavily on my body and filled with lust and for a moment, my panic worsens.
His eyes drag lazily over my breasts and stomach before coming back to mine and when they do, they're filled with disgust. “Put some fucking clothes on,” he snaps. “What are you trying to achieve? Hoping to get knocked up by one of my friends and get your dirty claws into their pockets too?”
“Fuck you.” I stride across my room to my luggage bag only to realize all my clothes are gone. Knowing mom, she would have snuck in here during school and put them all away. I slam the lid back down and make my way to the walk-in closet, pissed off that now they both have a perfect view of my ass in my Brazilian cut panties.
“Both of you get the fuck out of my room,” I say, looking out through the closet door, aiming my glare at Jude. “Thanks for stopping by, but I’ll have to decline your offer. Unfortunately, I’m not in the mood for being raped by some dick who probably doesn’t even know what a fucking G-spot is, let alone what to do with a vagina if he ever got one. Which by the way, I'm sure is never.”
“You fucking bitch,” Jude spits, coming at me, making fear rattle through me as my hands shake by my side. I’m all for putting on the tough girl act, but deep down, I’m fucking terrified.
Colton’s domineering voice comes shooting through my room, demanding attention. “Jude,” he says in a tone that sends shivers spiraling down my spine. “Get the fuck out of her room. You know the rules about fucking with the help.”
Jude pauses almost like Colton’s tone had pierced right through him, anchoring him to the spot, the same way an alpha would to his pack. Jude glares, his eyes promising payback before spinning around and facing Colton. A silent message passes between them and a moment later, Jude is gone, leaving Colton standing in my doorway, staring at me with the same disgust.
“Feel free to walk your ass out any time now,” I snap at him.
“How about a thank you for saving your ass?”
“How about not inviting rapists into your home, dickhead? I shouldn’t have to thank you because it shouldn’t have happened in the first place. I wonder what daddy dearest would think if he knew all his staff were at risk because of your bad decisions.”
“You’re fucking impossible.”
“And you’re a fucking over-privileged asshole who thinks the world owes him something. News flash, it doesn’t. Without your buckets of cash, you’re just like the rest of us. Now please, get the fuck out of my room so I can change.”
Colton scowls one more time before finally stalking away, making sure to slam the door extra hard as he goes. I let out a heavy breath and start pumping my hands, trying to make the shaky feeling go away as I race to the door and flick the lock.
That was too close. I knew I could sense creepy vibes from the guy but I was way off the mark. I never thought in a million years that I'd be unsafe in this house. How fucking stupid was that? From now on, I’m playing it smart. I can’t have that happen again because next time I might not have Colton there to save me.
I hurry back into my closet, feeling way too vulnerable to be walking around in my underwear despite the door being locked. Who knows what other ways into this room there are. After all, the house is filled with secret rooms and passageways. I’m kind of excited to