Conjugal alliance. Between you and Ada.
The room fell into a hushed stillness, the air heavy with unspoken tension. Yet, inside my mind, my father's voice reverberated, filling the void with echoes of memories and emotions, a stark contrast to the outward calmness.
Alliance between Elord and foster. Impossible.
Frustration brewed inside me like a storm gathering strength, knowing that this encounter would be anything but pleasant. I had sensed something was amiss the moment my father's urgent tone pierced through the phone, demanding my presence at a dinner with the Elords.
But A marriage proposal caught me completely off guard, the last thing I had expected to unfold.
"The announcement about the union will be taken place exactly two months from today," Andrew Elord declared, adding fuel to the already blazing fire of tension. Two months ? The realization hit me like a ton of bricks.
In a sudden, abrupt motion, I rose from my seat, instantly commanding everyone's attention. "I refuse this engagement." I declared, my gaze shifting from my father to Ada's astonished face.
"Unfortunately, son, you don't have a choice in this matter," my father stated firmly, his words resonating with finality.
I glared down at Ada, my teeth gritting in frustration. "Don't you have anything to say?" Her features twisted in confusion, like she couldn't decide how to react.
Honestly, I didn't expect much from her. She seemed like one of those Orthodox types, molded to be the perfect wife according to her father's wishes. What was the point of our families joining forces in marriage? There was nothing beneficial for us in this union.
"Brandon-" Sara-my step mother placed a hand on her husband's arm at his angry tone of voice, he sighed.
The daddy's Princess delicately grasped the pen and signed the papers despite the shake of her hand. As some looks are shared between the daughter and father, a tight smile crept on his face.
The lock in my jaw hardened.
She slide the paper in front of me along with the pen. "Sign it." Dad's demanding voice sliced through.
I picked up the pen. But not because of my father, no. the reason has to be Ada.
I felt a tug on my hand. Nobody else could notice due to the table. I look down at her face. She Swallowed. Don't sign. She eyes begged.
I bend towards her, "congratulations on engagement babydoll." I gritted.
Her breath hitched.
I pulled back ignoring the sweet lavender scent and watched her widen eyes and horrified look on her face.
Then I sign the paper.
***
She made the conscious choice to thrust herself into this situation, and I wasn't about to let this golden opportunity slip through my fingers.
Jordan's sudden burst of laughter, triggered by something on his phone, snapping me out of my tangled thoughts. The sound reverberated through the corridor, prompting curious glances from teammates passing by.
Kavin's arm dropped onto my shoulder, but I shrugged him off with a subtle shift of my weight.
He plopped down on the bench, the sound blending with the rhythmic pattern of everyone taking turns to shower. "What's with your foul mood?" He asked.
Jordan Leaned on the locker ready to intervene in conversation, "Maybe the lack of physical connection had left him unsatisfied? Amelia's got no skills." he remarked, a mix of excitement and amusement playing across his features.
"Who's that?" I groaned.
"The girl you fucked last week."
"Why the hell you know her name?" Kavin asked, equally annoyed.
Jordan smirked, "Well I popped her cherries."
"Fuck off you asshole! Don't you have anything better to do?" I snapped, pulled my drapped tshirt over my head.
Kavin sighed and walk to his locker and take new pair of clothe, "talk about yourself." He threw at me. "Heard you busy walking people back home these days?"
It was mear action of messing with her. Because that'd pisses her off. Though she tries so hard to pretend to ignore I know she knows it well who's behind her.
"Or is this taking care of the soon-to-be Mrs. Foster?"
Jordan throws confused glances between us, "Mrs.Foster? Your Betrothal?"
I itch to punch the smug look off kavin's face but the tiredness from hours of practice kills the thought immediately. Unlike wright, Nelson has these rare opportunities when he gets on my nerves and today happened to be one of those opportunities.
"Who is the bride?" Jordan inquired, a hint of excitement obvious on his face.
"Ada Elord."
The whole world is going to know about it anyway after two months, Before he gets to react the other teammates walked out of shower and I stepped into one. Changing into my shirt and pants I got out of the room and walk to the parking lot.
My car blinked when I hit the button on my key, I ignite the engieen. At this time of day the school is empty, and nobody else other than the soccer team, sometimes. So imagine my surprise when I saw the glimpse of pink ribbon.
She doesn't look up from the phone when I stop the car next to her and roll the window. But Her grip tightened on her pink case phone.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, leaning on the window.
She remained quiet, furiously tapping on her. I snatched her phone and she looks up. A suger of satisfaction bubbled inside of me when she looked at me.
"Give my phone back." She reached out for phone. I throw her phone in the passenger seat and look towards her.
"Now tell me what you are doing here?"
Her hands balled up into a loose fist, "It's none of your business all right! Just give me my phone and get lost."
She jolt when I grab her arm, pull her closer until I see pulses in her neck rigid and her sweet smell fill my lungs.
Just a thought. how much faster her pulses would race, if I pushed her against my car, kissed her? Slipped my hand under her skirt and teased her clit, Untill she's crying. Moaning. Begging for my cock?
Fuck.
Blood rushed to my groin.
I released her hand and stepped out of the car. Leaning in, I pressed her against the door, feeling her shallow breath against my skin. Despite the intensity, she never wavered in our eye contact. Raising my hand, I traced the soft curve of her lips and asked, "Is this how daddy's Princess converse with everyone?"
"This is how I speak to someone who's a jerk." her tone laced with disdain and anger.
Not so prime deva after all. Intersting.
"Careful babydoll," I cautioned, my hand gliding down to rest on her shoulder before tracing the smooth skin of her thigh. "There's only so much sweetness I can bear."
Her chest rise and fall with little more pressure than required.
My other hand sank into her chestnut lock and I fist out a handful, tugging hard enough to coax a gasp from her throat. Leaning closer, I feel the warmth of her skin.
"Stop it-" her voice cut short, mix of surprise and confusion as my hand gently cupped her breast. It felt full and weighty in my palm, eliciting a soft moan that escaped her lips.
Her throat tightened visibly, and her hands instinctively pressed against my chest, attempting to create distance between us. I stepped back,I barely touched her but couldn't help and smirk at the flush pink spreading across her cheeks, evidence of her breathlessness and the effect of Resentment and arousal.
Her teeth grinding. "You're an asshole."
"Yes, the very same one you willingly signed up for, remember?"
"You could've refrained from signing then."
Well I don't care about it anymore.
Ada opened her mouth likely to say something again but then bit her bottom lip and sighed before rounding the car to take her phone out. The car door s
lammed with more force, betraying her inner turmoil. then needed then as her usual self she put the airpods and walked away.