Chapter 8: The Red Thong In The Car
Chapter 8: The Red Thong In The Car
(Olivia’s POV)
My legs felt like lead as I stumbled away from that window. Eleonora’s words echoed in my mind like poison: “Just give Theo a few more pups, and the pack won’t let you down…”
I pressed my back against the cold stone wall, fighting the urge to vomit. How long had they been planning this? Eleonora must have endured great hardship, having to force a smile for me, a Luna who can no longer bear children.
My hands shook as I forced myself to move. I couldn’t let them discover I’d been listening. Not yet. In twenty–nine days, I would disappear from their lives forever, and they could have their perfect little arrangement.
The underground parking garage felt like a tomb as I descended the stairs. Theodore stood beside his car, my dark gray hair clip gleaming in his palm.
“Livvy, where did you go?” His amber eyes searched my face with practiced concern. “I looked everywhere for you.”
“I wasn’t feeling well.” The lie slipped out easily. “I went to the restroom.”
His expression immediately shifted to worry. “What’s wrong? You look pale.”
Before I could protest, his strong arms swept me up in a princess carry. The familiar scent of sandalwood that had once comforted me now made my stomach turn.
“I’m fine,” I said in a low voice, but he had already settled me down next to Leo.
“You’re burning up, he murmured, pressing the back of his hand to my forehead. “We should go home.”
As he started the engine, I reached for tissues from the front seat pocket. My fingers brushed against several items that scattered to the floor. Leo stirred in his car seat. Then I saw it, Red lace. Delicate Intimate.
A woman’s thong.
My blood turned to ice.
“Mommy, what’s this? Leo’s innocent voice cut through the silence as his small fingers picked up the underwear.
1 watched in horror as recognition dawned on his face.
“Oh! This belongs to Aunt Clara!” He held it up proudly. “I saw her hanging these in the laundry room!” The world tilted, I snatched the offensive garment from my son’s hands and hurled it at Theodore’s face.
at is this? My voice was deadly calm. “Why is a womans underwear In your car? What have you two been doing behind my back?
Theodore’s hands tightened on the steering wheel. Instead of answering, he slammed his foot on the
ocalerator. The car furched forward with violent speed.
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But he only drove faster, his jaw set with grim determination.
Twenty minutes later, we screeched to a halt outside The Onyx Lounge. Theodore was out of the car before the engine died, storming toward the entrance like a man possessed.
I followed, Leo’s hand clutched in mine, my heart hammering against my ribs.
The private room door exploded inward as Theodore burst through it. His fist connected with Caleb Thorne’s jaw with a c***k.
“What the hell did you do in my car?” Theodore roared. “Why is there women’s underwear in there?”
Caleb stumbled backward, blood trickling from his split lip. But instead of confusion, I saw understanding flach in his eyes. Too quickly. Too clearly.
“Oh God, Theo, I’m sorry!” Caleb clutched his face dramatically. “I got drunk last night and… I borrowed your
car to… you know…”
The other men in the room nodded along with practiced sympathy, Every single one of them looking at me with knowing expressions that made my skin crawl.
“I was with this girl, and things got heated… Caleb fumbled for his phone. “Look, I even have p
proof!”
He pushed the device toward me, and on the screen were two bodies intertwined together. “Please forgive me, Luna! I’ll pay for cleaning. Il-
“Stop.” I pushed the phone away in disgust. “I’m not watching that filth.”
But their relief was palpable. They thought I’d bought their pathetic performance.
“I’m taking Leo home,” I announced, unable to stomach another second of their lies.
When we reached the parking garage, a different Mercedes MPV waited for us.
“Where’s the other car?” I asked the driver.
“Alpha Theodore declared it contaminated,” the man replied without meeting my eyes. “He ordered it scrapped immediately.”
Leo burst into tears. “My robot toy! It was in the other carl”
The driver looked at me awkwardly, “Luna, the car has already been towed away.”
Til go tell your father and have him ask the workers to get your toys out,” I said to Leo. “Wait here.”
As I approached the private room, voices drifted through the slightly open door.
“That video was just random human p**n, Caleb was laughing. “She’s such an i***t, she actually believed it.” “Olivia’s always been gullible, another voice chimed in. “So boring and ordinary. I don’t know what Theo sees
Our little Luns is so much more exciting.” someone else added with a crude laugh. “Clara knows how to keep
mán witoried
Latte Luna, They called Clare their little Luna while I was just… what? The fool wife who couldn’t see what
of her face?
lanched Dilo
hed nld fists. These men had been watching my humiliation for years, laughing at me behind
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my back while playing supportive friends to my face.
Then I heard it. Clara’s distinctive giggle, breathy and coquettish,
Through the c***k of the door, I saw her. She had changed into a tight pink dress that unreservedly displayed her sexy, voluptuous figure.
She was lying on top of Theodore, pressed tightly against him like a second skin. Her hand had slipped
inside his pants, caressing his p***s, while Theodore’s hands roamed over her buttocks.
“Do I feel better than Olivia?” Clara’s voice was sultry, seductive. Tell me, Theo. Who makes you feel more
alive?”
Theodore didn’t answer with words. But his groan of pleasure said everything.
Clara’s triumphant laughter filled the room.
Something inside me snapped.
I kicked the door open so hard it slammed against the wall. Every head in the room whipped toward me.
“What the hell are you doing?”
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