Rita’s POV
“Remember when we used to meet behind the school during classes to make out." I asked, leaning closer across the massive mahogany desk, pushing my t**s closer together for him. He and his brothers were fools to have ever let me go, they were even bigger fools to believe that I would let that slut, Astrid, take my place as their luna. My fingers toyed with the expensive pen on his desk, my eyes flicking over the documents he had laid out before I came in.
His gaze though, seemed to linger on my face, he didn't look me in the eyes. "I remember, but that was a long time ago Rita.” he replied, releasing a low rumble from his chest send shivers of pleasure down my spine. In the past that would have been enough for me to jump him, now, it only served to remind me of what I had lost,
