Arabella’s point of view.

“Edward, I counting on you” I said to no one as I checked out myself in the mirror one last time.

I adjusted my bra while making sure I pushed my breasts up, exposing a lot of my cleavage and packed my hair in a very messy bun.

I’m gonna make Wymond eat his words tonight, he’s gonna regret calling me, his mate, a slut.

“Babygirl, it’s showtime” I told my reflection in the mirror before heading towards the bed, with my heels hitting the floor as I walked.

Without wasting time, I hopped on the bed and raised my hips up sexily.

My eyes landed...