Invitation from SM

Shania's anger had flared up, and with all her strength, she pushed Christian away from her, breaking the suffocating kiss. The man was breathless and so was she. His eyes coated just as he turned to look at her.

“Don't you ever do that again…you have no rights,” she said with a warning glare and wiped her mouth as if something disgusting had kissed her. Christian wasn't bothered about her anger as he rubbed his thumb on his lips, the taste of her lingered on his tongue, her lip gloss smeared on his lips

"You are a disgusting pig...keep your hands off me!" Shania made a low yell, landing a heavy slap across Christian's face when he attempted to touch her again. stunned at what just happened, Christian's hand reached for his face. The burning sensation from the heavy slap had him rubbing his cheek gently. Tilting his head to look at her. She was heaving in anger. Her chest rising and falling steadily accompanied by her heavy breathing

"Your body is saying otherwise... little Ms butterfly, you can slap me all you want but..." Christian said with a half smirk as he slowly backed away from her. For goodness' sake, how was he going to handle this? Of all women, how could she be his stepsister

“Don't fool yourself…you want me as much as I do,” Christian muttered, knowing full well he tasted her? He held her in his arms. He felt her tremble, her body was craving more

“You are sick in the head…make this your first and last time touching me,” Shania was about to lose it completely. She couldn't stand his face one bit and looking at him, she was disgusted

“Keep away,” she added and stormed away, heading back to the living room. Shania was too angry to reason with anything. Her night was ruined, if she could turn back time, then she wouldn't have slept with Christian. Now he was thinking she was a toy he could use

“Sweetheart are you leaving…what…”

“It's getting late, I have work tomorrow,” Shania said coldly when Madeline stopped her from leaving.

“But… I just had Bethany arrange the guest room… will you stay for the night,” Madeline said hesitantly, Shania didn't think this day would come.

“Did you ask me huh… I'm sorry, but I think I met your family… it's enough now, “Shania remarked, doing everything she could not get angry. Madeline didn't have to pretend to be a loving mother

“Sweetie that's not it…but I'm…”

“This is the last time you ask me to come here… from now on, I want you to pretend I don't exist…just like you did years ago,” Shania cut her off bitterly.

“You shouldn't say that Sweetie…we are your family… I know I haven't been a good mother… but your sisters and…” Madeline understood the mistakes she made in the past, but Shania had to understand her. She had no choice: “I decided that you move in with us… I know you don't like the idea… but give me… give me a chance,” Madeline murmured and held Shania's hands. Averting her eyes from Madeline, Shania bit her tongue pushing back the tears lingering in her eyes

“I have my life to live…it's best you don't put me in such an awkward situation,” Shania remarked and moved away from Madeline and walked out of her. Madeline was about to run after her when Christian showed up. Quickly wiping her tears, Madeline turned to her stepson,

“I thought you already left… I mean It's getting late” she stuttered awkwardly still keeping her head lowered

“No, umm… I'll leave later… Are you okay?" Christian asked with concern, Madeline nodded with a smile and left from there. Christian's eyes narrowed as he fixed his eyes on the open door where Shania exited then to where Madeline went.

***

When Shania left the Kingston family, she lied about having her friend waiting for her inside. She tried calling Isabella. Unfortunately, the lady seemed to be occupied with her date. Hence, she decided to board a taxi. The entire time, she couldn't hold her emotions.

She didn't want anything from Madeline. Especially now when she knew that man was also part of the family. It was more of a reason for her to avoid them. She had lived with her grandparents since she was 5 years old. She had no brothers or sisters. Nothing would change that

reaching her apart, she kicked off her shoes, tossed her purse away and headed straight to the kitchen. Her head was hurting for no reason. She needed something to cool off. Something to stop thinking or numb herself

opening the refrigerator she took out two bottles of liquor and slammed back the door

Only alcohol would solve her problem. With Isabella away, she could use some privacy

(How can I avoid it, s*x master… I… I don't like how I'm feeling") Shania sent a message as soon as she dropped on the couch and placed the beer bottles on the table. After a long day, only one man understood her feelings. And for the past days, she had been chatting with s*x master. The only man who understood what women went through. She needed his advice.

After waiting for a while, Shania's phone vibrated, surprisingly. He replied to her. A small smile crept on her face as she adjusted comfortably into a good sitting position. Nothing made her happier than getting a reply from the man, sometimes she wished to see him in person (“if it makes you feel good and complete… Then there's no getting rid of it, but we can handle it if you don't want it”) she read and felt a fuzzy feeling in the pit of her stomach. Shania didn't know why she got like this whenever the man was involved

(“Can I book an appointment, I can even wait for months if you can grant it”) she replied, feeling anxious? S*x master was exclusive, she was a nobody compared to him. Even if he made her appointment six months after. She was cool with it

(“Congratulations Ms Barbie… you are invited to SM's office for your exclusive appointment “) there came a reply which had Shania smiling from ear to ear that she nearly choked on the bitter liquid she gulped. Her heart thumped rapidly as she read the message over and over again, she couldn't believe what was happening. It was like a dream come true for her

“Oh my,” she kept fanning herself with her hand, excitement rushed through her that she was having butterflies in her stomach. An empty happy feeling which put a smile on her face

(“ thank you so much sir… I'll be there”)she replied, typing with shaky hands. This was a dream come true after two-plus years of being a devoted fan. She wondered what Isabella would say once she told her, her secret crush invited her

“I should call her…no, no… I should wait…yes…wait,” she kept mumbling, still not believing her luck. It turned out the night wasn't so bad after all. What she needed was to get clean, and gather her nice perfumes. The cutest panties and bra and some impressive clothes. This wouldn't be a big deal to some, but to her SM was her last hope of feeling like a woman again. Something she had been lacking since she was a teenager.

The night was lovely, Shania gathered the bottles of beer and took them back to the kitchen. She didn't have to drown her sorrows or to forget about Christian's harassment with liquor. Soon she would forget his existence because her crush finally invited her over.