Victoria's POV
Warm.
was the first thing that rang in my head.
His lips were soft, almost silken, and tenderly against mine. I could feel the soft tickle of his breath beneath my nose, his fingers crawling through my hair as we breathed each other in… His lips were still sweet with coffee from the coffee he probably took.
He drew me closer and deep in his fingers in my hair before he deepened the kiss.
I could hear his soft moans and groans from him before he slowly pulled me away and planted a kiss on the tip of my nose.
''Is this your first kiss.'' He asked with a nervous Chuckle. ''Maybe.'' I replied shyly while I remembered Alpha Derick's kiss.
''I'm glad I'm your first.'' He smiled widely at me and placed a kiss on my forehead before I lay down my head on his shoulder.
Being with Clinton was exciting and peaceful, I felt all my worries and pains vanished, and I didn't have to worry about anything or anyone for a moment.
''In as much as I would love you to stay, I think you should go home. It's probably late and almost midnight.'' Hearing those words from him, I sighed softly and took my head off his shoulder. ''Take that frown off your face.'' He held my two cheeks and gave me a quick peck.
''Come, I'll drive you home.'' I nodded my head to his words and stood to my feet.
I followed him back to the house and met his mother in the living room.
''I'll take her home.''
''Alright, come some other time, Vicky.''
''I will. Thanks for the pancakes.''
''It was nothing.'' She beamed widely at me as I walked out of the house with Clinton.
''Your mom is as friendly as fuck.'' I said those words as we hopped into Clinton's truck.
''How friendly is fuck.'' He asked with a mischievous smirk, which made me beam nervously and look away. ''As friendly as fuck.'' He repeated my words and chuckled loudly before starting the engine.
The drive back to the mansion was a silent one, but in a comfortable way. ''Call me if you need anything, okay?'' He sounded like a plead
''I will be fine, you don't have to worry about me.'' I assured him and went for the handle of the truck, but he held my arm and drew me to himself before placing a quick peck on my lips. ''Just a call, and I'll be there.''
''Alright.'' I smiled at him and left the truck.
''Bye.''
''Bye.'' He waved back at me and drove off.
Sighing heavily, I stared at the mansion and felt all my worries and tension back just in a space of few seconds. With heavy feet, I walked towards the servant's quarters and was almost at my door when I saw mother standing In front of my room.
''Holy goddess.'' I grumbled and strolled up to her
''And where have you been, young lady?'' She asked in anger.
''Somewhere around mother.'' I grumbled tiredly and tried opening my door, but she blocked my path. ''I'm not done talking to you Vicky, this is almost midnight, where the hell have you been.'' She spoke angrily, which provoked me the more.
''What kind of mother are you?'' I yelled back. I was filled up with her behavior towards me. ''I almost died today, and you don't seem bothered about it. Neither do you care to ask me how I feel, but rather you are bothered about where I'm coming from.'' I yelled angrily.
''Don't you dare speak to me in that manner.''
''And if I do, mother, what will you do? Will you slap me, curse me or punish me? What else will you do?'' I yelled bitterly.
I noticed mother groaned angrily and the color of her eyes became darker, which showed she was getting angry, but I did not care about it.
''I curse the day I became your mother.'' She expressed those words like she meant every bit of it, and walked away. Her words kept ringing in my head as I felt my heart clenched in pain by her words. How could a mother say such a word to her own child.
With a heavy heart, I opened my door, stepped in and closed the door behind me.
''Welcome.'' A girl, who should be in her early twenties, sat on my bed and greeted me with a big smile on her face.
''Finally you came, you kept us waiting.'' A boy, who should be in his early teens, murmured tiredly while he stood close to the wall and rested his back on it.
''Hello Victoria, it's a pleasure to finally meet you after a long time.'' A lady who should be in her early forties spoke up while walking up to me.
I felt cold shivers run down my spine and a sudden uneasiness in my stomach. ''Who are you guys and what are you doing in my room.'' I asked in fear while staring at the three strangers in my room.
''No need getting scared Vicky, this is Jane, my eldest child, and Jamal, my younger child.'' The elderly lady introduced.
I stared at the two strangers, before moving my gaze back to the lady. ''Who are you and what are you doing in my room.'' I demanded curiously.
''We are here to kidnap you.'' Jamal spoke up with a frown.
''Not funny.'' Jane warned him.
''Stop it, both of you.'' The older lady warned and took few steps towards me, but I moved back with fear.
Everything about her speaks power and authority, her long black hair fell on her shoulders and the length of her hair stopped on her waist. She was putting on a long blue dress made for royalty, the color of her eyes looked exactly like mine and I could vividly see myself through her.
''Who are you.'' I asked in fear as I placed my back on the door of my room.
She took more steps towards me and brought forth her hand for a handshake. ''My name is Laura, your mother's younger sibling.''