CHAPTER 52: 52: DISBELIEF

Sue

I blinked once and again, but the sight before me still didn’t change.

Lyla was on her hands and knees between them, and Landon was thrusting hard into her throat, his large hands gripping her face firmly as he fucked his large cock in and out of her mouth, whine his head was thrown back and his eyes were closed in pleasure.

Damon was thrusting into her from behind, his hands gripping her waist firmly as he worked into her hand. At the side, her hand was fisting Angelo’s cock.

Holy shit.

They were really having sex with her!

That was the very moment the broom that I was holding crashed to the ground, and at once, everyone in the room turned to face me.

My heart was in my throat as I scrambled to pick the broom up.

"Sorry for not knocking, I’ll just come back later!" I cried out as I whirled around and fled from the room, slamming the door close behind me before anyone could utter a single word.

My heart didn’t stop beating hard as I kept walking, and all that was replaying in my mind was the scene I just witnessed. I literally still couldn’t believe my eyes.

Anger and disgust were brewing around in my mind. Anger because I was bad at myself for feeling a little jealous at that sight even though I had said it countless times at this point that I didn’t want them and also don’t care of whatever it is that they might decide to do on moving forward.

I was still too annoyed that I didn’t see who was coming till I was crashing hard into the person. I gasped in horror and shock because for the first time, someone I crashed into was the one that fell instead of me.

As I dropped the broom while apologizing, when my eyes settled on the person’s face, I was shocked to the core because the person is none other than Archer, the same man I ran into a few days ago, whom Damon had firmly warned me to stay away from, without giving me any actual reason.

"Oh, my. Are you okay?? I’m so sorry I ran into you again." I apologized as he pushed off the ground, a small grin on his face as he rose to his full height and shoved his hands into his pockets.

"Ah, we meet again." He drawled, his grin widening, just as he leaned closer a little as he spoke next. "Although, I’m surprised you’re still speaking to me though. I thought that you might not ever wanna interact with me anymore after my dear cousins must have undoubtedly asked you to stay away from me."

Anger flooded my body at that moment, at the reminder of Damon’s warning that fateful day. How dare he ask me to stay away from someone, then now he was fucking someone else? He and his brothers were undoubtedly mad, there was no two ways about it.

They had even asked me to stay away from Prince Hugo as well. But to hell with them, that’s the last thing I’d ever do. As it is, whenever I do run into Prince Hugo again, I was gonna kiss him on the lips, right in front of the damn princes. At least since I’m now their maid and nothing more, they definitely don’t have any right to get annoyed or the likes.

When I stared up at Archer this time, I let out a small laugh while pushing my hair out of my face. "Well, they did ask me to stay away, but they’re not the boss of me, so I can do whatever I want."

A surprised look came over his face as he slowly looked me over before he laughed, then he pulled one hand out of his pockets.

"Ah, I definitely like you." He crooned as he held said hand out to me, which I accepted without hesitation.

"Prince Archer."

"Sue." I responded and he laughed.

"Oh, I know. Heard you’re the princes’ fated mate. That’s definitely interesting." He drawled and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. How do I even start explaining to anyone that the princes refused to make me their bride or Luna, but they also refused to reject me.

"That doesn’t matter." I muttered flatly and Archer hummed, then his eyebrow arched.

"Why? Trouble in paradise?"

I rolled my eyes as I folded my arms. "Surely you must have heard the news of my pack and father’s crimes." I pointed out and he shrugged.

"I was away on a little business trip, but I did hear of everything after returning this morning. However, I don’t think you should be punished for the crimes of your father, especially when you clearly had nothing to do with them,"

I gawked at him in surprise, because I expect him to have the same mindset as others, especially since he’s clearly a prince as well. The expression across his face was sincere as well, and for a moment, I wondered why Damon asked me to stay away from him... when he’s clearly already ten times better than fuckass Damon.

"Y’know what? That means a lot to me." I finally responded sincerely and he grinned.

"Aw. That makes me happy." As he spoke, his phone rang and he swore before glancing back up at me.

"I’d love to still chat with you, but sadly I have to run." He sighed out. "But maybe we could hang out some other time?"

I nodded without hesitation. "Of course."

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At this point, I believed that the princes should have finished having sex with Lyla, so I returned to their room in other to clean it. It was either that or I get locked up— according to Ada and Iris and I didn’t want to test that theory out.

This time, I made sure to knock. Landon was the one to get the door, and he stared at me coldly as I stepped into the room which heavily smelt of sex. I felt angry, disgusted and embarrassed as I cleaned up the room.

I could feel their cold eyes on me throughout, but I was grateful none of them was saying a word to me. Lyla was no longer here, but it didn’t make much difference to me since her scent lingered in the sheets along with theirs.

Once I was done, I practically fled.