Page 40 of Beast

“Sorry, I thought you were Beast.”

Mya looks alarmed. “You’re not dressed.”

“I’m ready.”

Her eyes widen. “You’re wearing that?”

“Sure, why not?”

“You didn’t like the dresses I left on the bed for you?”

“They were gorgeous, thank you. But I’m more comfortable like this.”

“But we’re going to a party. Don’t you want to dress up and sparkle when you meet everyone?”

She’s so adorable. It almost makes me want to get dressed up just to please her.

But I have a point to make here.

If Beast wants a wife then he’s got one. But how she looks in public will be how she chooses.

“You know I’m not here because I want to be, right?”

Mya’s face falls. “You’re doing this to provoke him.”

“No, I’m doing this to show him that I can’t be bossed about. I might have to be here but I will do it on my terms.”

She sighs. “At least let me brush your hair.”

I mock gasp. “But it’s thepiece de resistanceof my outfit.”

“You look like Cinderella,” she says. “All that’s missing is the chimney soot.”

I give her a cheeky grin. “I mean, if you could arrange some that would be great.”

Mya rolls her eyes but grabs my hand. “Come on, we’re already late.”

“Beast isn’t taking me to the party?”

“No, he’s got some last minute club business to attend to. He’ll be joining the party later."

We leave the bedroom and walk through the castle toward the music. Metallica. “Enter Sandman”. As we get closer, the debauchery of what I’m about to walk into becomes apparent. Leaning up against the railing, a biker in a Knights cut is having his cock sucked by a girl wearing a bikini and heels. His head is tilted back as her mouth moves up and down his long cock. He’s groaning and muttering as he tugs on her hair.

Farther down the hallway, another biker has a girl in a short skirt pressed up against the wall. They’re kissing wildly, but it’s not until we get closer that I see she’s got one leg wrapped around his waist and he’s balls deep inside her. They’re too preoccupied to notice Mya and I as we walk past.

“Ready for your first Knights of St. Bon party?” Mya asks with a bright smile.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” I say, stepping aside as two bikers tumble out the door leading into the bar. Drunk and laughing, one of them spills beer all over the jeans I’m wearing.

A beautiful woman with wild blonde curls appears behind them. “Sticky, you asshole, you just spilled your beer all over this young lady.”

The biker who must be called Sticky stops and turns to look at me. He sways on his feet as his glazed eyes sweep up and down my legs. “Well then, let me help you out of them, darlin’,” he slurs, taking two steps toward me, but then two steps sideways. He finally loses his footing and falls over.

“Serves you right, you pervert.” The blonde woman laughs. She brings her gaze back to me while the other drunk biker helps Sticky to his feet. “You must be Mya’s cousin who just moved here. It’s nice to meet you, sweetheart. My name is Isla.”

Mya’s cousin who just moved here.That’s how Beast’s explaining me.

“I’m Belle. It’s nice to meet you too.”

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