Wicked God - S01 E49

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 49

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Heat exploded in that closet. The kind that could crack the glasses and creep into the walls to break the bricks.

The kind that could turn the floors upside down.

Their eyes stuck, again.

Even in twenty years to come, she didn’t expect that statement from him. Yeah, she’s confident in her charm that there’s no man she can’t pull without even trying.

But while counting the men, El Crow was the only exception. Not only did he hate her as immensely as she does. He also wasn’t appealing to her.

To be able to think she’d pull you in, a man had to be appealing first, but El Crow never crossed her mind. She never checked him out before.

Well… except for when she pumped him in that camping truck. When she held him in her hand, she wondered how he managed to be that big.

And yesterday when she saw him in his red suit. She had checked him out for a teeny little second.

And it’s not because of anything.

Not because he looked good in red. Not because his new hair tint looked good, but because she just wanted to look and satisfy her eyes.

But now…

Hearing these unexpected words from his mouth, she let her hands drop from her chest, and those nipple rings stabbed his chest invitingly.

She saw his throat bobbing almost—unnoticed, but she saw it, and she wondered what he could be thinking.

At this moment.

What was he thinking?

It was as if he knew her thoughts, cos he gave her an answer immediately.

A mind-numbing answer as his head went down in a fast duck.

He didn’t raise his hands.

His hands stayed by his sides as his mouth opened around her chest, wrapping up a nipple and trapping it on his tongue before closing his mouth on it. His eyes went shut, and his breaths lifted as he sucked.

If there were naked wires inside Skylar’s system, everything connected and sparked to life instantly.

Her mouth opened for a gasp, but instead, it was hollowness.

Nothing came forth.

Warm. So warm. So damn warm.

His mouth. His tongue. His lips.

Her nerves cracked.
Every tissue connecting her system shredded uncontrollably.

No! Her mind screamed.

She gave his head a push, and his eyes opened as his mouth slipped away from her nipple with a loud pop sound, leaving her nipple wet.

She quickly threw her new top on. This new one reads… DEADLY TITS.

Holy stupid coincidence.

She looked up to meet his eyes and saw he’s back at the shoe rack. He leaned on it again with his arms crossed and his eyes blank as if his mouth wasn’t just on her tit.

Good.

She fixed her hair with a exhale. “You should leave now, or I’ll be the one to scream for Jet to come for you.”

“Jet?” His face formed irritation.

“He calls me Love. It’d be unfair if I don’t have a pet name for him too.” She rolled her eyes, nipple still hornily hot inside her top.

“I haven’t decided which of the two pet names sounds worse.” He took his body off the rack and checked time on his phone. “Tomorrow night, Mississippi river, we need to talk.”

And with that, he strolled out of the room as easily as he strolled inside.

After making sure he was gone, Skylar’s punch connected with the shoe rack. Thanks to the duality, it didn’t break, but it cracked.

“Fuckkk!” She screamed at herself, pacing the room while blowing air out of her mouth. “Calm the fuck down, bitch! It never happened! His mouth was not on your tit. He didn’t even enter this place. It was all your imagination, ok? It’s imagination!”

But then…when she stopped pacing, her boob throbbed again.

She rushed out of the room, throwing herself in bed heavily.

“Fuck you, Skylar!” She cussed herself out, throwing her flip-flops away from her feet.

The opening of the door made her tilt up with raised brows to see Bellatrix.

“Hey.” Bellatrix came in fully, smiling. “I guess I should call you stepmom now, or what do you thi—”

“Never in your existence call me your stepmom!” Skylar snarled.

Seriously. Who does this Cinderella really think she is?

Bellatrix quickly sat beside her. “I know you’re mad at me for calling myself your friend and still not stopping my dad from marrying you, but, my dad is hard to talk to…”

Skylar got up, nodding as she walked to the vanity where she stood.

“I’m guessing he also told you to lie to me about the blood types. He told you to tell me Apex were the slaves to discourage me from ever thinking of finding my family, right?” She glared.

Bellatrix spranged up quickly, shock evident on her face.

“See, I’m not a daft bitch, Trix.” Skylar scoffed. “I did calculations and weighed opinions. There are two types of Apex bloods—the ones that were born, and the ones that were created on petri dishes. The petri dishes ones were the poor ones, but a born Apex like me is definitely from a rich family. You lied to me!”

“I can explain….” Bellatrix started shaking. “Skylar, you have to trust me that I…I know nothing about the blood types. Dad sent me to the banquet that night specifically to lie to you, and I couldn’t disobey…”

“Get out.” Skylar went cold.

“Sky—”

“Open the door, and walk out. That’s how you get out, Bellatrix.” Skylar cut in, her freezing voice non-negotiable.

Bellatrix was looking at her guiltily as she walked out of the room and shut the door softly after herself.

Skylar let out a sigh.

After Ayana mentioned maddscientist, she had to go make checks on the word, and she luckily got lots of fresh news including the born Apex and petri dish ones.

That’s why she had this knowledge.

She walked to the bed and sat with the pillow rocking her back.

She raised her legs, folding her toes. Simple black nail polish painted her toenails perfectly.

If she’s gonna get anything from her game in this house, she has to keep her friendship with Bellatrix and exploit her weakness, but she’s just someone who can’t pretend everything’s fine.

Now she’ll have to pretend with Bellatrix. Starting tomorrow morning.

She released another sigh, dipping her hand inside her shorts pocket.

She pulled out the necklace.

El Crow’s necklace.

Why did she even pick this in the bridal suite earlier?

She couldn’t pinpoint.

She folded her palm on it, suddenly craving maltesers.

She had plans to go get wine from the cellar before, but she changed her mind. Since she doesn’t wear clothes to sleep, she stripped till she was naked and got under the duvet.

She slept off.

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Bellatrix went to the kitchen for water, but before she could even open the freezer, the maids opened it. They poured her water in a glass for the fear of getting killed.

Maids got killed if Bellatrix walked too much. Jethro is a beast like that.

“Thank you,” Bellatrix told the maid before drinking the water.

“Bella?” Jethro entered the kitchen.

Bellatrix turned, and she instantly wanted to tell him that Skylar found out the truth about the born and petri dishes Apex, but she held back.

She won’t worsen things.

“You disconnected the cameras in your bedroom?” Jethro queried.

“That’s right.” She nodded. “Why would you even set cameras in my matrimonial bedroom? Are you gonna be watching me having sex with my husband? Dad!”

“I have to keep an eye on you everytime and make sure he’s treating you well beyond those walls!” Jethro stated loudly.

“But I don’t need it!” Bellatrix snapped. “All my life, I’ve been sheltered! You won’t let me go out to do anything! Even if I luckily went out, you allotted time for me to come back! I was homeschooled throughout my education….

“I have no friends! And the only friend I managed to make, you forcefully married her and brought her into this house too! You won’t let me follow my husband away! You brought him into this house too! And you’re still talking about cameras in our bedroom? Are you serious?”

“It’s all for your sake!” Jethro said.

“Stop trying to make me a prisoner in this house!” She glared.

“You’re never a prisoner!” Jethro held her face. “Look at me, bambolina. I built the largest house in this city, and the compound is large enough for you to have fun!…

“If you’re bored, you can kill whoever you want or make the maids cut each other open while you watch! I’ll do anything for you. You know it!”

“Well I don’t need you to do anything right now!” Bellatrix snapped. “Leave I and my husband alone whenever we’re in that room! Please!”

She shattered her glass on the floor and stormed out of the kitchen, leaving Jethro standing.

“What are y’all looking at??!!!???” He yelled at the kitchen maids.

Fearfully, they dropped on their knees and turned their backs.

Jethro was raging, panting as a staff entered the kitchen.

“Sir, the cameras had a five minutes blackout across the house, and it has never happened before.”

“Five minutes blackout?” Jethro faced the staff who quickly bowed.

“Yes, sir.”

Jethro grinned, resting a hand tightly on the island.

“I told you to bug El Crow’s phone somehow. How’s it?”

“That has been unsuccessful too, sir. No matter how much we tried, we had no access to his device. But we put a bug on your wife’s phone already,” the staff explained.

“Arturo and Marisa’s son is smart like i expected.” Jethro sucked his teeth. “This would be interesting.”

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