NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 15 – The Confusion and Anger
“That bitch!” Elana cursed under her breath while stomping back towards her dorm. “Just you wait, I’ll have you between my legs. Sooner than later.” She ominous added.
No one else but Cinthia, who was following in the distance, could hear Elana. So, she didn’t bother hiding her anger. She plotted and planned, but…
Frankly, there wasn’t much Elana could do. While killing the Prince sounded like a great proposition, the reality was that her father had forbidden it. She didn’t have a good enough grasp on the world to do it without something tracing back to her.
It didn’t mean Elana couldn’t make the walking dead man’s life miserable, though. She would try to do that. No one would object to her exacting revenge on her fiance when he was so blatantly flirting with another woman in front of a crowd.
And then there was Moira…
Elana gritted her teeth. She had avoided thinking about the woman… Or at least addressing the complicated knot of emotions Moira had caused to tangle together in her chest.
First of all - HOW DARED SHE!
Second of all - HOW DARED SHE!
To show herself before Elana after killing her once before. It had been an accident, but it had been by Moira’s hand that she had died.
It was unforgivable. And Moira dared to look so… So… Elana halted her steps, searching for words. She looked up to the sky, not finding any that could describe Moira properly. The emerging stars didn’t have an answer either.
The failure just proved it once again - Moira was meant to be at Elana’s side.
Except…
Elana played back the moment Moira had faked weakness and allowed the prince to bring her away.
So hateful!
What was Moira playing at? Had she been faking it all, or was there something more… Was there truly something happening between Moira and the Prince? Elana wanted to know. She NEEDED to know.
These weren’t their normal games. When Moira did something like this, it was immediately clear she was playing around. Not so this time…
Elana kicked a pebble, making it shoot deep into the grassy plain stretching on her side. She needed a moment to cool down.
No, not only cool down, Elana needed relief. Seeing Moira in all her glory again… It had made her… It had made her feel strange - confused.
This had been a new world, new life, new everything. Elana had… She had given up on ever seeing Moira ever again… But now she was here. They could have… She could not give a form to those thoughts - there was something there. Something she didn’t quite understand.
But the inertia had proven too strong. Elana failed to change anything, settling in the old status quo. It was frustrating!
Elana’s eyes found the redhead still trailing from afar. After Cinthia had finished having fun with the maid, the woman quickly found Elana. She began fulfilling her duties as a bodyguard immediately after.
But it was time for Cinthia to do more. She would have to serve as Elana’s relief.
Only, there was no good place to hide from prying eyes. Elana quickened her step. Her room it was. Hopefully, the bed had already been changed. She waved for her bodyguard to come closer.
A few steps later, the physically superior woman was next to Elana. “You are being followed.”
This didn’t surprise Elana. “The Prince’s servants?” She guessed.
Only for Cinthia to ruefully shake her head. “You sister.” She subtly pointed back to where the hall was. “I am not sure what occurred in the Hall, but she probably witnessed it all.”
“Chase her away, then return to me,” Elana ordered. But Cinthia was hesitating. “What is it?”
“It won’t be effective.” The bodyguard spoke. “She will likely soon return.”
After releasing a growl, Elana looked into Cinthia’s eyes. “I will fuck you, and I won’t mind if Mary watches. Can the same be said about you?”
Cinthia’s eyes widened. She glanced to the sides, searching for anyone who could have overheard. “I have a reputation to uphold…” She slowly noted, then turned back. “I guess I could chase her around for a bit. It would be safer for everyone if Mary didn’t witness what you want to do.”
It was a satisfying answer. Then again, Elana would not have taken any other answer but ‘Yes’.
Hopefully, Cinthia would succeed in chasing Mary away. Elana was growing more worried about her sister’s tendencies as time passed.
Meeting Moira… That woman… Elana could not help but feel everything else was not as important. Even if she understood Mary’s actions could become dangerous, they weren’t at this stage.
For now, Elana had to have her revenge on Moira. She shut out everything else and began considering her options.
There had to be something… What did Elana know about the Heroine’s position? What had she learned about Moira tonight?
Well, there were some new things… For one, Moira’s breasts were now larger… What cup were they? Elana should probably check. She doubted her rival would answer if asked.
Also, it wasn’t important at all!
Elana kicked another pebble, hitting someone's window with it. Her brain wasn’t working. She arrived at her dorm room door and kicked it open.
It wasn’t very ladylike, but Elana didn’t care. It was already late, and she was pissed. And horny.
Finally, there was good news. Elana had a new bed. She ignored the startled trash in the corner and quickly found Cinthia’s bag of wonders.
Elana opened it, revealing a plethora of tools and toys. She overturned the bag and scattered the contents on the ground, searching for…
There. Elana picked up the strap-on. It was a massive tool, sure to break someone if they had no experience. She glanced at the trash, who was studying the toy in rapture.
The masochist might be enthusiastic about receiving the leathery imitation of a dick, but it would likely seriously hurt her. The maid was a virgin, after all. Elana didn’t want to deal with that tonight.
As for Cinthia…
Elana ran her fingers over the veiny surface. Well, Cinthia couldn’t blame anyone for what was to come.
After all, the bodyguard had brought the thing herself. It was only fair she got the taste of it first.
