Chapter 33 Mitchell

636words
Mitchell Grey excuse herself to go to the kitchen and get some water as an excuse to execute her plan.

And of course, getting away from Jake and his annoying remark.


She hasn't got the time to text her boyfriend since no phone is allowed in her family dinner. But, she had another plan of her own.

She took a few glasses with water, enough for all of them and put them in a tray.

She knows that she can ask the maid to do this. But, her parents made sure she grows up not to be a totally spoiled brat.


Plus, she doesn't have to feign guilty to her parents for using a phone. They strictly want an all-out get together in this family dinner.

Mitchell took her phone out from her bra and search her boyfriend's name on her contacts, (which is on the favourite list), and called him.


"Hello?" Nate Adrian's voice rang in her ear.

She put the phone between her shoulder and ear while pouring water into the glasses.

"Hi, Nate."

"Don't you have a family dinner today?" curiosity laced his voice.

"Yeah, but I'm on the kitchen. So, no one knows."

"I miss you, little rebel." he chuckles at the end of the line.

Mitchell blushed and turned around, holding the tray of water.

"I miss you too." she took the phone in her left hand, holding the tray with her other hand.

She looked up and gasped, almost dropping the tray when she saw the person in front of her.

'Shit! I'm doomed for good!'

The person rushed forward and took the tilted tray and put it on the table beside her.

Her eyes were as wide as saucers like a deer caught in headlights.

"You okay, baby?" Nate asked.

"Y-yeah...Uhm..I'll call you back later, bye." she ended the phone call while her eyes dart around trying to find a way to escape in a panic.

Jake steps forward as he gives her a menacing look that made her knees tremble when she stepped back. She gulped when her back hit the counter behind her. Jake put his hand around her, trapping her between him and the steel counter.

Mitchell's breath hitched when he lowers his head, making their faces inches apart. She could feel his breath on her face, and his scent was everywhere.

"J-Jake, what are y-you doing?" she asked and blushed at how their lips would touch when her lips move.

Her back ached with the amount of leaning back from him.

"What does it seem like to you?" he answered back as he grabbed her waist and steps forward, making her gasp at how her body was pressing into him.

"Are you crazy?! I have a boy -Umff!" she was cut short when he leaned in and kissed her with anger.

Mitchell tried to push him off of her as her breath was coming in a short gasp, but he wasn't letting go. They were gasping for breath when he said something that made her want to rip his head out.

"Break up with him, or I kill him." hee whispers on her ear before trailing kisses down her neck to her collarbone and down her chest.

He pushed aside the strap of her dress before biting down hard on her left chest, making Mitchell bit her lips to keep her from screaming.

'Oh god! How am I supposed to hide this?'

He licks the bite and slams his lips back on her lips with a soft but demanding kiss. It's like she can't control her own body anymore as she kissed him equally.

"Mine," he said before he pulls away.

He looks into her eyes and caresses her face, smirking before he walks away, noticing her current state that he cause making Mitchell curse.
Previous Chapter
Catalogue
Next Chapter