Page 241 of Unravelling The Beast

“Fuck, you look so goddamn good.”

He continues to move them, sliding the dress up as he goes, and when it's all the way up, he slips one hand between my thighs until he is cupping my bare pussy.

He growls against my ear, clearly pleased that I'll be completely exposed under this dress for him tonight.

“That's my good girl.”

He kisses my cheek before sliding my dress back down for me.

When I gently open my heavy eyes, he takes a step back before giving my ass a smack while making a head gesture toward the door.

“Let's get the fuck out of here. There's a car waiting outside for us.”

I raise an eyebrow with a grin before passing him, and as he prowls behind me, I can feel his feral eyes all over me.

When I've locked the door behind us, I observe Wren's ass and hips sway as she strides to the black Rolls Royce parked on my driveway with a chauffeur.

Her dress is fucking tiny, hugging her curves perfectly, and I know tonight is going to be a challenge for me, as it always is whenever I'm around her.

I open the door for her; she enters, and when I close the door behind her, I walk around to the other side to sit beside her.

She lights up with a big smile as she takes in the luxurious interior and starlit roof, something she has obviously never seen before.

“Wow, this is beautiful!”

When the car starts moving, I realize she hasn't put her seatbelt on, so I lean over her and pull on it before clipping it while keeping eye contact close to her face.

She smiles, her face glowing with flawless beauty, and places her hand on the side of my neck while glancing at my lips.

“Thank you.”

I give her a firm kiss on the lips before settling back and taking her hand in mine. As we drive for a while in silence, I stare out of the window beside me, lost in my own thoughts, and she leans in before speaking quietly in my ear.

“I've been meaning to ask you. Did you find out about the video?”

My jaw is tense as I remain motionless.

“No.”

She gives my hand a gentle squeeze before continuing.

“Sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up.”

I turn my head quickly, and when our eyes meet, I speak firmly.

“Don't ever fucking apologize; I don't want to hear you say that. You can ask me whatever the fuck you want, whenever the fuck you want. Do you understand me?”

She searches my eyes, giving a small nod in approval before I wrap my arm around her shoulder and pull her in closer to me.

Yeah, it's pissing me off that I still haven't found that pig yet, and I'm still trying to get my hands on him, but I don't want Wren worrying about shit like that, especially whilst carrying my baby. I've got Jasper and some other soldiers working hard on it. I thought it would be a good idea to go out since, regardless of what has happened recently, we still deserve to have a good night out and spend time together. Also, I know Milo always throws a banging party.

Soon, we arrive for the birthday party of a good friend of mine, Milo Harris, whom I've known since high school. I assist her out of the car before throwing my arm over her shoulder as we enter.

As soon as we go inside, the venue is crowded, brightly colored, with a neon theme, and the music is loud, yet not loud enough for me to miss Wren's gasp.

“Oh my god! This is fucking amazing!”

“Yeah, Milo is known for his fucking crazy and over-the-top parties.”

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