Their Secret Obsession (A Reverse Harem) by Pippa Moon novel Chapter 2

Lottie POV

“I didn’t think you would be back till later?” Mike dares to say, looking at me like I had grown two heads and was somehow in the wrong.

“Clearly!” I mutter, walking over to the closet, grabbing my overnight bag and aggressively shoving things into it.

“Baby girl…Come on…” He has the audacity to sound hurt; glancing into the mirror, I lock my eyes on him, Sage shining in my icy hues.

“I am sorry, who are you talking to … Me? Or Her?” Seeing the puzzled look on his face, I continued. “Just two seconds ago, I heard you call her ‘baby girl’.” I spat, knowing I was being petty over the pet name, but given that I had just walked in on him banging some chick in our bed, I felt I had earned the right to be a little childish!

“No, you are mistaken.” He shakes off. Spinning around, I glare at him.

“Is he seriously trying to make ME feel like I am going insane!” I mutter to Sage.

“I always said the f**ker was stupid!” Sage laughed bitterly. “Want me to bite his dick off?” She asks casually, making me smile, despite the trauma rippling through my b*dy; although Mike and I were not fated mates, I do… love him! And this betrayal stings.

“As you wish, BABY GIRL!” I yelled, repeating what I had heard him say not two minutes ago, to the whore in his bed… Our bed!

“It’s not what it looks like, I promise.”

“Oh?” I roll my blue eyes and look at the she-wolf pulling the sheet around herself sheepishly. “Did he sl*p and accidentally land in your vagina?” Seeing her try to sl*p from the bed, I shook my head. “Stay! He is ALL yours!” I dismissed, returning to throwing the first things I could grab into my travel bag.

“Charlotte, come on.” Mike pushed, getting from the bed, n*ked and unashamed. “Work has been tough lately, and well…” Before he finished the sentence, I knew he would make this my fault somehow, just like I knew I would punch him in the face in the next thirty seconds.

“You have put a little weight on, and you never dress up for me anymore.” His b*dy was flush against my back. My b*dy tightened at the irony, given the blue lace I had on under my dress, grabbing my make-up and ramming it brutally with my other things. Zipping my bag with shaky hands, I tried to remain calm as he continued. “You could try a little harder to entice me. I wouldn’t have to look elsewhere then.”

Spinning around in his hold, I pulled my fist back and, with no warning, plunged it into his eye; satisfaction washed over me hearing the fragile bone in his nose break, blood splattered my dress; looking down at it in astonishment, I laughed in disbelief. Mike’s curses and groans were barely audible over the sound of my blood rushing through my b*dy.

“Yeah, we are done.” I declare my mind made up; Sage’s growl as Mike tried to pull my elbow cemented that statement.

“Babygirl…” He uttered, regretting it the second my eyes glared with the cold blue of Sage, who seized control and, before I could gasp, had delivered her own source of justice. Knocking Mike out cold, his b*dy hurtled back and dropped to the floor, his limp b*dy resembling a pretzel all limbs and bruised ego.