𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 (𝟏𝟖+)

𝟏𝟓 || 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬

D O M I N I C

When I crossed the threshold of my house it was almost midnight, most of my employees already left their work positions. The only remaining of my staff are the men I positioned to guard my home. It's so fucking peaceful without people walking around.

It was Friday night, Alec decided to celebrate the evening in the nearby strip club, I declined his offer. Dinner with my father and his dogs was social enough for me, the most I can fucking handle in one night.

My first instinctive thought upon entering the house was to check on Athena. I'm fucking ashamed to admit that the little rebel occupied my mind most of the night, and I like to believe it's because I simply don't know what to expect from her. She is a puzzle that I can't seem to fucking figure out.

And even though I was damn confident that there was no way she could escape while I was gone with more than 30 men guarding my mansion from the inside, and twice as many around it. However, that girl is so hard to fucking read, she successfully kept me on my fucking toes all night. My mind kept wandering back to her, drowning out the voices of the men around me.  Athena King is distracting me. I'm a man of control, it's been like this for years and yet here we fucking are- getting out of my mind because of this rebellious redhead.

The first thing I did once I got the jacket off my shoulders was to head to my office. My hands are itching to find out what decision my little rebel made. Did she choose to obey for once in her life or did she choose the death of an innocent person to keep her pride?

The answer I received to this question caught me off guard. Entering my office, my eyes looked around the tidy state of the room. The floor is clean, I can see my reflection on the marble tiles, my desk was made, even the alcohol in my office is sorted.

Did I expect Athena to obey? Fuck no. I was damn sure that is below her, taking into consideration her last name and the amount of money coming with it. In my mind, I always painted her as a rich spoiled brat who doesn't give a fuck about anyone outside her family.

But Athena King decided to surprise once again.

I closed the door to my office, heading towards the room she had managed to destroy in just minutes. I have to admit I was impressed on top of all my anger. I watched it all happen on my cameras - I saw the fire in her eyes, the adrenaline pouring from her body, her fighting face. That was more consuming than anything I could've ever imagined.

I greeted the guards as I passed, nodding my head. Once I was in front of the room, I got in expecting to find it in perfect condition just like my office.

But what I didn't fucking expect was to see Athena King on her knees scrubbing the floor at this late hour. Her frail figure was bent on the ground, her red hair was tied in a bun, I couldn't see her face, but somehow I could still see it in my head. The uniform I gave her was clutching her body in the most intoxicating way, giving me a perfect view of her tanned soft legs in that short skirt. I was staring at her like a fucking idiot, but it was so hard to tear my gaze away from her.

''What a surprise'' I said out loud more to myself than to her, but my voice got her attention anyway. She got up from the ground so fast as if something scalded her. When she turned to look at me and our eyes locked, it was easy to see how red they were and how tired she looked.

I tore my gaze away from her to look around the room. There was no sign of her rebellious act, not a single broken painting or item. The room was almost empty, clean, perfect, just as the day I bought the house.