Chapter 89
\nMarked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 89<\/p>\n
89 The Kissing Game<\/p>\n
Deanna\u2019s POV:<\/p>\n
Violet and I sat on one side of the VIP booth, right across from Jake.<\/p>\n
The dance floor was packed, bodies moving under the flashing lights. The music was so loud it drowned out most conversations, which was fine with me. It kept us separated from the people across the room.<\/p>\n
Violet clutched her glass, downing whiskey one gulp after another. I tried to grab it from her, but she tilted her head away and<\/p>\n
slurred.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis drink\u2019s expensive. Way smoother than the whiskey outside. Might as well drink it all.\u201d<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t stop her, so I stayed close, watching in case she slipped or fell.<\/p>\n
Every now and then, I looked at the crowd but made sure not to glance across the booth.<\/p>\n
The breakup with Jake had been ugly. The best way forward was to live like strangers, with no reason to cross paths again.<\/p>\n
But even when I avoided his direction, I could feel his burning stare on me\u2013watchful, heavy, and impossible to ignore.<\/p>\n
It made my skin crawl.<\/p>\n
That\u2019s when the door swung open. Peggie walked in.<\/p>\n
Tonight Peggie looked nothing like her usual self. She wore a lace dress with thin straps, a deep V neckline in the front, and a short and tight fit. Her breasts almost spilled out of the neckline. The mix of her sweet, delicate face and that bold outfit made it clear- she came prepared.<\/p>\n
Someone by the door gave a sharp whistle, but she didn\u2019t even blink. She walked straight through the crowd and dropped onto the couch beside Jake, close enough that her arm brushed against his.<\/p>\n
Jake frowned but didn\u2019t say a word.<\/p>\n
I lowered my gaze to Violet\u2019s glass and didn\u2019t bother looking up.<\/p>\n
Before this, I might\u2019ve been jealous. But now? It just didn\u2019t matter.<\/p>\n
Terence frowned at Peggie. \u201cWhy are you here?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice was soft. \u201cTerence, it\u2019s your birthday. I came to celebrate with you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t bother,\u201d Terence cut her off. He motioned at the others in the booth. \u201cI\u2019m busy entertaining friends. If that\u2019s all, you should go.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Robert leaned forward from the couch, smirking. \u201cCome on, Terence, that\u2019s not fair. Didn\u2019t you just say, \u2018The more, the merrier\u2018?\u201d<\/p>\n
In that instant, I understood. Robert had invited her.<\/p>\n
He wanted to stir up trouble for me.<\/p>\n
1\/3<\/p>\n
Victed posted herself up from the table, weying unsteadily the blurted out, \u201cWhat now, diaceting someone cal<\/p>\n
Gears Uke wherever there\u2019s a grp you just have to show up\u201d<\/p>\n
At her words, laughter rippled through the crowd.<\/p>\n
Peggle\u2019s face turned crimson<\/p>\n
\u201cViolet, I know you\u2019re friends with Deanna, but you don\u2019t have to insult me live that?<\/p>\n
trolled my eyes from the side<\/p>\n
This bitch was hinting Violet only said that because I told her to?<\/p>\n
Violet gave a sharp laugh. \u201cInsult you? Why wait for the right time? Dressed like that, what else are you trying to do but lure ment And only a fool would fall for it.\u201d<\/p>\n
She even shot a pointed glance at Jake,<\/p>\n
Robert suddenly cut in, grinning \u201cYou\u2019ve got a sharp tongue, superstar. How about you prove yourself in a game?\u201d<\/p>\n
Violet tilted her head. \u201cWhy not? What game?\u201d<\/p>\n
Robert\u2019s voice held a challenge. \u201cLoser does a dare\u2013either takes something off or Kisses someone. You in?\u201d<\/p>\n
What? That is obviously a setup for the women to lose.<\/p>\n
I jumped in fast, trying to stop Violet. \u201cDon\u2019t do this. This game-<\/p>\n
Too late.<\/p>\n
She smirked, tipsy and reckless. \u201cFine. Let\u2019s play.\u201d<\/p>\n
I was stupefied. I cursed Robert over and over inside my head.<\/p>\n
Next time, I swore, I\u2019d never let Violet drink outside again.<\/p>\n
People quickly started counting players, and somehow I got pulled in too.<\/p>\n
Then, from the corner, Jake\u2019s low voice rang out.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll join.\u201d<\/p>\n
My head snapped toward him.<\/p>\n
Jake? Why is he getting involved?<\/p>\n
Right after, Peggie stood as well. \u201cI\u2019ll play too.\u201d<\/p>\n
Just like that, the host began dealing cards.<\/p>\n
The first round ended fast. Joanna Sharp, a girl across the table, lost.<\/p>\n
Her fingers trembled around her cards, and her face flushed bright red.<\/p>\n
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Chapter 8 The Kissing Game<\/p>\n
TEUTIce Cu<\/p>\n
Since she was first to receive her punishment, the crowd went easy on her. They let her choose\u2013kiss or remove something.<\/p>\n
Joanna hesitated forever, then shut her eyes and pointed at the Alpha who\u2019d come with her.<\/p>\n
The guy laughed, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her hard.<\/p>\n
I had a bad feeling about this. The cards in my hand are crumpling under my grip.<\/p>\n
But when I turned my head, my eyes collided with Jake\u2019s.<\/p>\n
Annoyance stabbed through me, and I looked away at once.<\/p>\n
I wasn\u2019t interested in this game at all. If it came to me, I planned to excuse myself, head to the restroom, and slip away quietly.<\/p>\n
But what about Violet?<\/p>\n
I was torn when Terence\u2019s voice suddenly cut through the noise.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis round, Deanna loses.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d My card slipped from my hand and hit the carpet with a sharp thud.<\/p>\n
The winning player looked at me, then stole a quick glance at Jake sitting in the corner. He rubbed his palms together with a smirk.<\/p>\n
\u201cDeanna, pick someone to kiss.\u201d<\/p>\n
3\/3<\/p>\n
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland\u2019s breathtaking cold.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-2172","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/2172","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2172"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}