Original Stories Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction ❯ Playing With Fire ❯ Progress ( Chapter 20 )

Chapter 20: Progress

Scar's P.O.V

Scar watched with narrowed eyes as Kel approached his table. He then shifted his heated gaze towards Nas, still pissed at him for inviting the two brothers who remained a mystery to them all. Nas gulped nervously and turned his head, avoiding the death glare. Truthfully, Nas wasn't completely in the wrong. He had done the crew a favor by inviting Chase and Kel to the after party, putting them directly behind enemy lines. Surely Kai will know what to make of them once face-to-face.

Kel approached the group with a polite smile in place. Scar could feel the others around him tense, all ready to attack if need be. There was something about these brothers that set the entire crew on edge, Scar included. They claim to be mere spirit demons yet their aura was difficult to decipher…everything about them was difficult to decipher. They're hiding something…

“Good evening,” Kel greeted. Scar nodded in reply, the others following suit. “I didn't get the chance to thank you earlier for inviting us to your party,” he continued.

“I didn't,” Scar deadpanned glancing briefly at Nas. “But no worries, I'm actually looking forward to seeing you there and so is my brother.”

“Oh?” Kel arched a delicate brow.

“Yes,” Scar continued. “He knows everyone in this town and has been wondering why he has yet to meet you and Chase.”

Kel smiled hesitantly as if nervous, “Your brother seems to be a big deal around here.”

“He is,” Scar declared, pleased with the boy's apparent nervousness. “Yeah you better be fucking scared you little shit.”

Kel's smile widened. “Well, guess we'll see you soon then. Have a nice evening gentlemen.” He said before taking his leave. The demons watched him leave cautiously before turning to Scar.

“What the fuck is with that guy?” Ray whispered once Kel was out of hearing range. “Something about him gives me the fucking creeps.”

“Him and his brother are definitely a mystery, but I doubt they're a threat,” added Shawn.

“Maybe, but we shouldn't underestimate them,” Stefan replied in a bored tone, sipping his drink. “Let's just see what Kai thinks.” Scar nodded in agreement, still staring off in the direction Kel went. He was making his way towards Chase who was talking with Ace and Tage. He couldn't help but notice how serious the three looked, as if they someone knew each other…

Chase then turned his head, his icy blue eyes meeting Scar's golden orbs. Chase held his gaze for a moment before flashing his cockiest smirk and returning to his conversation. Scar growled in annoyance. Something about these two didn't sit well with him. They acted like they were superior to everyone around them even though they were just a couple of low-ranked spirit demons. The power energy level they let off was average for a demon, yet they acted like fucking royalty or something.

“Let's see them pull that crap with Kai,” Scar scoffed to himself before walking over to his mate.

Kel/ Chase P.O.V

“Weaklings,” Kel mumbled under his breath as he walked away from Scar's table. He had played his part to the tee, pretending to be a scared little demon who didn't want trouble with the big bad dog crew. He was inclined to let them believe whatever they wanted to, it wasn't his problem and he really didn't care. After meeting their leader, they should be able to fully assess the situation and deal with it once and for all, putting as much distance between them and this realm as possible.

Kel stepped beside his brother, his attention now on the two hell spawns in front of him. Beside them stood two human girls, their scent suggesting them to be sisters or related in some way. The older of the two had long ebony hair that flowed down to her waist. Her eyes were hazel with specks of green and she had a slim figure. The other girl was a little shorter with curly blonde hair and dark green eyes. She stood close to Tage as he kept one arm wrapped around her petite waist.

“Your mates?” Kel asked with little interest.

“Yes,” Ace answered pulling the other girl to his side protectively.

Chase rolled his eyes. “Oh for fuck sakes, enough already! What are you gonna do next, piss on them to claim your territory? We're not dogs and we could care less about your bitches, matter of fact…would you ladies excuse us, we need to discuss some business with your boy-toys here.”

Both girls shot Chase a nasty glare. The blonde looked like she was ready to say something but one look from Tage told her otherwise. They both whispered something to their mates causing both girls to nod and take their leave, but not before sending another cold glare Chase's way. Chase twiddled his fingers at them, smiling obnoxiously.

“Damn, they didn't even protest. Teach me how to make the witch do that,” Chase said with a smirk.

Ace rolled his eyes. “A little respect please, they are our mates.”

“Whatever, you got anything for us?” Kel replied changing the subject to the issue at hand.

“Yeah, but let's step out into the hallway,” Tage suggested before turning and walking out of the gym. The four stepped into the quiet empty hallway, looking around to ensure their privacy.

“Okay,” Tage began pulling a slip of paper out of his jacket pocket. “Here's that list you wanted of all the areas Kai and the others control. It pretty much includes every major land in this realm, if Kai doesn't personally own it himself then someone else in his crew does, most likely his brother.”

“Like we said before, Kai is the law in this world. He makes the rules and everyone else follows it. He has ten assassins in his group, their power and strength is measured by their rank in the crew, so I'm sure you already know Scar is his second in command, which makes him the strongest next to his brother.”

“Yeah, we figured as much. Tell me more about this assassin organization.” Kel questioned, his eyes skimming over the list.

“Well they basically go after anyone who breaks the rules Kai sets in place, or moves in on his territory without permission. Demons aren't allowed to kill humans, which is rule number one. There use to be a time when humans weren't allowed to mate with demons either. The land was divided, but times have changed.” Ace explained.

“Clearly,” Chase mumbled dryly. “So big man on campus thinks he can just piss on everything and call it his huh? We'll just fucking see about that.”

“What about the other hell spawns in this world?” Kel asked.

“They come and go,” Ace replied with a shrug. “Some found mates and took them back to their own world I guess, others pop in and out.”

“Like Blaine and Creed,” Tage added, earning a slap upside the head from Ace.

Chase and Kel glanced at each other. “Blaine and Creed have been here?” Chase asked.

Ace signed as if disclosing such information was a heavy burden. “Yeah, but it's been years since they've been back. Creed's mate is from this realm and she comes to visit every once and a while, but no one knows about them as far as we know.”

“You two should take a lesson,” Kel pointed out dryly. “Blaine and Creed are part of the first generation of hell spawns in existence; they wouldn't make such a mistake.”

“Yeah, we get it, we fucked up. Can we move on now?” Tage rolled his eyes.

Kel glared at the boy. “Anyone else?” Chase interrupted before Kel killed the kid.

“Antoine, but he left too,” Ace continued.

“So only you two were stupid enough to stay, is that what you're telling us?” Kel arched a brow skeptically.

“Let it go Kel,” Chase hissed at his brother. “We already know how to fix this so there's no point dwelling on it.” Chase turned to the hell spawns. “And I suggest you two spread the word to the others. Craven didn't know about all this crap and for your sake we might not tell him, but make sure you tell the others this realm is officially off limits, understood?”

“Yes sir,” both boys answered in union.

“I suggest you prepare your mates for the big move because it's gonna be happening sooner rather then later,” Kel added.

“How long?” Ace asked.

“Maybe a few weeks…if we prolong this anymore Craven might intervene,” Kel replied. Chase nodded in agreement.

“What about your little problem?” Tage asked grinning. “Figure it out yet?”

“I'm glad you find this amusing runt,” Chase growled irately. “But no…we haven't.”

“Well, maybe you're over-thinking it,” Ace said hesitantly before clearing his throat. Kel and Chase shared a suspicious look.

“If you two know something then by all means share with the class,” Kel insisted. Tage and Ace shared doubtful looks before turning their gaze back to the brothers.

“It's really just a theory…”Ace drawled out slowly.

“Well, spit it the fuck out!” Chase growled.

“What if your powers don't work on these girls because you're subconscious won't allow it.” Ace suggested.

“What the fuck is that suppose to mean?” Chase scoffed.

“They're saying our powers aren't working on them because deep down we don't really want to hurt them,” Kel clarified, quietly considering the possibility to himself.

“That's ridiculous,” Chase exclaimed throwing his hands up in the air. “We've hurt them before.”

“Did you feel bad?” Tage asked suddenly, causing Kel's head to snap up. Both brothers suddenly seemed at a loss for words. Chase thought back to his recent behavior around the witch, while Kel thought of the incident in the car with Mia.

“What does that have to do with anything?” Kel asked losing patience. “If you're trying to say something then fucking say it.”

Ace fidgeted from one foot to the other as if preparing himself for a possible beating. “We were thinking that maybe there's nothing wrong with the girls…maybe it's the two of you.”

“Come again?” Chase said raising an eyebrow in silent disbelief. “How the fuck is this our fault?”

“We're not saying it's your fault,” Tage jumped in scratching the back of his neck. “We're saying maybe you're connected to these girls in a…you know, deeper kinda way.”

“Such as?” both brothers said together.

Ace suddenly chuckled as a smile broke out on Tage's face. “Soul mates.”

Silence filled the corridor as the four stared at each other. Chase clenched and unclenched his fists. Mia's claim that they “belonged together” echoed in Kel's mind. Laughter then filled the hall. All three turned to look at Chase as though he'd lost his mind.

“That— is the stupidest thing— I have ever heard,” he said between breaths trying to calm his laughter. “Our kind doesn't mate, so your theory is not only stupid, but impossible.”

“That we know of,” Kel replied quietly.

Chase turned towards his brother, his eye wide. “What? Don't tell me you actually believe this shit, you, mister “I hate tainted demons”?”

“I'm not saying I completely believe that we're soul mates, but I won't deny that we must be connected to them somehow. If you disagree then pitch a better idea,” Kel challenged calmly.

Chase made a disbelieving sound, shaking his head slightly but made no comment. “Its not possible…”he thought to Kel.

“Well let's pretend it is until we rule it out,” he shot back.

“Would it be so terrible?” came a voice interrupting both brothers from their thoughts. They turned their attention back to Ace.

“I mean we see you guys spending a lot of time with those two, and you brought them here with you—

“Chase made me agree to be her date.”

“The witch is here with someone else.”

Both interrupted, quick to defend the accusation that there was something more going on.

“Riiight,” Tage drawled out, clearly not believing that was all there was to the situation. “Well don't say we didn't warn you, now if you boys will excuse us…our women are waiting for us.” Tage then took his leave, Ace not far behind.

Chase and Kel stood in silence for a while longer, each digesting the information they were just given.

“Let's deal with this after tonight, one thing at a fucking time, alright?” Chase suggested as Kel nodded in agreement. Both were thinking the same thing. After the strange incident they had both experienced, and with the same symptoms no less, the whole “deeper connection” theory seemed more plausible then either was willing to accept. But there was no point in jumping to conclusions since they knew nothing for sure.

“Let's just get this night over with…” Chase grumbled as the two made their way back to the gym.

Sage's P.O.V

“So are you guys, like, together now?” Sage asked as she stood in the girls washroom, confused after hearing Mia's story about what had transpired between her and Kel. She was even more shocked to hear that he broke her hand, but after she thought it over it really didn't surprise her…god knows Chase was way more violent then Kel. If Kel, as patient as he was, could snap like that, then maybe she shouldn't push Chase's buttons anymore.

“I don't know, I mean he didn't say that we aren't…that's a sign right?” Mia asked a tinge of hope in her voice.

“Well it's definitely progress,” Sage continued. “What is with those two? You would think they never kissed a girl before judging by the way they reacted.”

“Any progress with you and Chase?” Mia asked as she applied her lip gloss to her luscious lips.

Sage scoffed. “What makes you think I want progress? The guy's a total ass.”

Mia laughed light heartedly. “Keep telling yourself that cupcake, but you're not fooling anyone. You want him.” She winked.

Sage released a long sigh. “Even if I do, there are so many cons. He's dangerous, violent, homicidal, ill-tempered—”

“Gorgeous, strong, smoking hot, sexy as hell, most likely a god in bed, did I mention hot?”

“In several ways, and as true as all that may be…I don't know, he kind of scares me sometimes,” Sage admitted quietly.

“I think he scares you for a different reason,” Mia stated raising an elegant brow.

“Meaning?” Sage asked curiously.

“Maybe you're just scared of the way he makes you feel, and the power that gives him. Lets face it, you've always had a problem with commitment,” Mia said fluffing her hair in the mirror.

“I have not!” Sage replied outraged. Mia then gave her a dubious look. “Okay so maybe I have,” she admitted. “But that doesn't mean that's why I'm against it. I mean c'mon! They've threatened to kill us and our family and just recently my date!”

“Bullshit,” Mia insisted. “If they wanted to do any of that they would have done it already and you know it. You're just trying to find excuses.”

“Well can you blame me? Have you met Chase? He's a complete asshole! Especially to me and I swear he does it on purpose.” Sage said slumping against one of the stall doors.

“It means he likes you,” Mia replied confidently.

“What are we 12? I don't feel like playing those kinds of games.”

“Then don't,” Mia continued catching her friend's curious gaze. “Take the bold approach. Try to appeal to his softer side until he breaks.”

“I don't think he has a softer side,” Sage replied dryly.

“Everyone has a softer side, even if it's a little one. All you have to do is find it.” Mia grinned impishly.

Sage looked thoughtful as she considered Mia's words. She remembered how Chase reacted when she snapped at him to show her more respect after the first time he fed from her…he had actually listened.

“Maybe being more bold and upfront with him might work…then again those conversations usually end in a fight,” Sage thought despairingly.

“Besides,” Mia threw over her shoulder as they stepped out of the washroom. “What's the worse that could happen?”

Chase's P.O.V

It was almost midnight and the dance was nearing an end. Scar and his crew had left almost an hour ago and others were ready to take off to the after-party as well. For the majority of the night, Chase watched as Mia begged Kel to dance only to have him refuse time and time again. When the last song of the night began to play, his brother finally gave in and escorted Mia to the dance floor. The other half of the night was spent watching Dean, Dwayne—whatever the fuck his name was— fawn all over Sage. The couple in question were about to make their way over to the dance floor when Chase intervened, spinning the snow leopard demon around to face him.

“What the fuck is your—”

“The fun's over, tell Sage goodnight and go home. And don't worry about her ride, its covered,” Chase ordered in his hypnotic voice. A blank look came over Dyne's face for the second time that night as the compulsion washed over him. The demon nodded dumbly before walking off the dance floor and out of the gym.

Chase smirked proudly as he watched him leave, but a sharp pain in his arm brought his attention back to the witch.

“Ow bitch! What the fuck is wrong with you?” he growled at her.

“What's wrong with me? What the fuck is wrong with you?!” she yelled outraged. “It was the fucking last song of the night and you couldn't leave me along for another five fucking minutes?!”

“You're coming with me to the after-party remember,” Chase smiled mischievously. “And I certainly can't go hungry. So while we wait for Kel and Mia to finish up their little heartfelt moment over there, I'm gonna eat.”

“What, NO— Chase…wait,” Sage protested as Chase dragged her outside into the parking lot. He strolled over to his car, dragging her effortlessly behind him, and swung open the back seat door.

“I SAID WAIT!” Sage yelled wrenching her hand out of his vice grip.

“We had a deal,” Chase said whipping around to face her, his voice low and menacing.

“Yeah I know we did,” Sage replied rubbing her sore wrist. “But if you feed now I'm gonna be completely drained for the rest of the night. Why do I have to go to this stupid party anyways?”

“Because I fucking said so,” Chase stated before pushing her into the car and going in after her. After closing the door he advanced on her, fangs bared. By now, Sage was use to seeing his true face and remained unfazed by it.

“Can't you just take me home after and hypnotize some blonde bimbo to go with you?” she said dodging his first attempt.

“No, now c'mere,” he growled annoyed before pinning her beneath him. He then proceeded to spread her legs, nestling himself between them. As he lay on top of her, his hard body pressed down into her soft one, molding itself perfectly into her curves. Chase trailed his fangs along the curve of her neck, a ritual he's developed before feeding from her. Kel always did tell him he enjoyed playing with his food way too much. Sage allowed her head to lull to the side, granting him better access. Just as he was about to sink his teeth into her creamy neck, a familiar force returned to his body.

“Fuck, not again,” he whispered to himself, burying his head in her neck.

“What's wrong?” Sage asked but a low growl was her only reply. She craned her neck to get a better look at his face and saw thick red and purple veins become visible from underneath his skin.

“Chase?” her voice quivered. Something was wrong. His breathing suddenly increased as he dragged a heavy hand up her thigh. Sage watched as it disappeared under the hem of her dress.

“I thought you were hungry?” Sage asked her voice barely above a whisper. She could already feel the heat rushing into her nether regions.

“I am,” came his husky reply, the rasp in his voice causing her to squirm beneath him.

“Fuck it,” Chase thought. “If this shit isn't gonna go the fuck away, I might as well give into it and see what happens…”

Chase lifted his head from her neck. Although the veins were pulsing under his skin, his eyes still held their icy blue color instead of the black orbs. Chase brought his other hand around and gripped the back of her neck before bringing his head down to her throat. He felt her swallow nervously as he swirled his tongue over her exposed flesh, sucking and nipping his way up to her lips.

“What's gotten into you,” Sage whispered when his face came within an inch of her own.

“I don't know,” he whispered back before devouring her mouth. The kiss seemed different then their first. It wasn't rushed or aggressive, but slow and deliberate. This time he had kissed her because he wanted to. He experimented with the kiss, discovering every nock and cranny with his skilled tongue while taking his time to learn what made her wet. He titled his head to deepen the kiss, taunting her tongue to come out and play. He sucked it into his mouth, taking pride in the low moan that came from her throat. She wrapped her arms around his neck, brining him closer. Never in his life has he wanted something as much as he wanted her right now. As they kissed, he felt the blood rush to his cock. He groaned into her mouth when her hips grated against his, her damp core brushing against his erection. It was complete agony. He wanted to continue their heated kiss but knew he should allow her air. He reluctantly pulled away, their lips still touching. She panted heavily while he bit down into her swollen bottom lip, drawing enough blood to suck on. It was then he was reminded of his hunger.

“Remember that dream I gave you?” his lust filled voice whispered against her lips.

Sage blushed at the memory but nodded nonetheless, receiving a wicked grin from the demon above her. She could feel his hand caressing her thigh, toying with the lining of her panties.

“I'm in the mood for an encore,” he said slipping his fingers into her wet panties. Two fingers slowly rubbed circles on her clit, causing her breath to hitch. He increased the pressure before slipping one clawed finger into her. Sage threw back her head in ecstasy, moaning his name while digging her fingers into the leather seats. As she exposed her neck to him, he bit down hard into her creamy flesh. The coppery taste of her blood filled his mouth and he groaned in sheer pleasure. He then pushed two fingers into her core, pumping hard. He could feel her walls clenching around his fingers as they tried to stretch her. Sage bucked her hips eagerly into his hand, wanting more. He could feel her virgin barrier, but didn't want to break it like this, not yet at least…

At this point, his erection was throbbing from being painfully hard. He sank his fangs deeper into her neck, satisfied when she screamed his name.

“Fuck…Chase! Oh god!” she screamed tightening her legs around his waist. Chase was tempted to use his claws to slice through her dress, but figured that might end with his ears bleeding, so he tugged down the straps instead, allowing her breast to spring free. She wasn't wearing a bra because she couldn't with this particular dress, and for that he was glad. After he drank his fill, he licked the wound on her neck close and made his way down to her chest. While one hand continued to pound into her, he used the other to grip her left breast; pinching the nipple between his fingers and needing the soft flesh to see what other little sounds he could wrench out of her. He then ran his tongue over the other nipple, not wanting it to feel neglected. Her hand tangled itself in his snowy white hair, keeping his head in place. Sage gasped in surprise when Chase's hot, wet mouth closed over her breast, sucking on it as if trying to draw blood…

“Chase…don't you dare—” but it was too late. Before she could stop him Chase bit down into her soft nipple, blood trickling down from the side of his mouth. The pain forced a scream from her mouth, but then it was mixed with a different sensation.

The corners of Chase's mouth curved up into a smile. “So she feels the pleasure no matter where I bite her, interesting…”

The pleasure was beginning to be too much for the little witch and Chase could feel her walls clenching hard around his fingers. She was about to cum. Chase licked the wound on her nipple before crushing his blood covered lips onto hers. He rolled his tongue into her mouth, making her taste her own blood. They both moaned into the kiss, devouring each other whole. Chase suddenly pulled away, causing Sage to whimper from the loss of his lips. It was then for the first time that Chase noticed how clear his mind was. He no longer felt the force pulling them together. The cloudy haze of fog was gone and he felt completely focused in her presence. No signs of dizziness or confusion, he knew what he was doing.

“Chase, please…I'm gonna…” Sage panted with hooded eyes. Chased smirked down at her but didn't cease his ministrations. The lowered his head to her ear.

“You wanna cum, baby?” he whispered huskily, the lust dripping from his voice.

“God yes…” she panted, her nails digging into his back.

“Beg me for it bitch,” he teased slowing his pace inside her, prolonging her orgasm. Sage whimpered. Chase had never seen her so vulnerable, the sight alone made his dick strain against his jeans, begging to be freed.

“Chase…” she continued to moan, her eyes squeezed shut.

“I know my fucking name already witch, if you wanna cum today I suggest you beg,” he smirked biting into her swollen lips. “Unless…you want me to stop?” he said slowly removing his fingers.

“No!” Sage protested bucking up into him. “Please don't stop!” Chase chuckled against her lips, but continued to finger fuck her. But just when she was about to cum, he stopped.

Sage opened her eyes to see him kneeling between her legs licking his fingers one by one.

“Why…?” Sage asked her eyes wide with disbelief.

A shit-eating grin appeared on his handsome face. He almost felt bad for teasing her, but it felt good to be back in control when it came to the little witch. There was no longer an invisible force making decisions for him, he was doing it on his own. He started this shit because he wanted to and stopped because he wanted to, and it was as simple as that. But he couldn't tell her that because she wouldn't understand.

“Why? That's easy,” he said sitting up. “Why should I let you cum while I'll still be dying of blue balls over here?” Sage stared at him incredulously. “You're not getting yours if I can't get mine, bitch.”

Sage clenched her fists in anger; Chase could practically see the anger radiating from her in waves. He glanced down at his painfully hard erection and almost reconsidered, but he knew she would eventually protest…being a virgin and all. So the way he saw it, he had two options: stop or rape her. As far as he was concerned, the bitch should be thanking him for demonstrating such self-control. Although, he admits that not letting her cum was his way of being spiteful for her flaunting Dyne around all night to piss him off.

Sage's P.O.V

Sage silently sat up and fixed her dress back in place. After regaining her senses, she felt completely humiliated. She constantly allowed herself to get lost in the way he makes her feel, a mistake she's made one too many times since meeting him. When she's around him it becomes difficult to control herself and resist the urge to just give in. That's what she did tonight…give in. Being with him always felt so good that she would forget who he really was… a selfish bastard. He'll never care about her the way she wants him to. One minute she thinks she sees something in him that no one else can, and the next it's gone like it never existed. She hated the power he held over her, the power to make her feel amazing to humiliated within seconds. She didn't deserve this.

She finished dressing herself, her eyes hidden in the shadows never meeting his. She didn't want him to see her cry, although she was sure he could smell it. Her eyes watered with unleashed tears of shame.

“Why do I keep letting him do this to me?” She asked herself fighting back a sob. She could feel his eyes burn into the back of her head as she searched the darkness for her purse. She suddenly felt lightheaded, the loss of blood finally hitting her. He had taken more then usual in the heat of the moment. She blindly felt along under the seat for her purse.

“Looking for this?” Chase drew her attention holding up the little silver bag by its chain. Sage made a grab for it before it was pulled out of her reach.

“I'll trade you,” he challenged with a devious smirk.

“For what?” Sage asked trying to keep her voice from cracking. She needed to get out of here.

“A kiss,” he said titling his head in an adorable way. Sage scoffed and turned to open door, but it suddenly locked.

“Let me out,” she said through gritted teeth, refusing to face him.

“Kel and Mia are coming, we gotta go,” he told her calmly.

“I won't be long,” she insisted. A moment of silence passed between the two before Chase handed her the purse and she bolted out the car. She ran into the school, ignoring Mia's voice as she passed her and Kel in the hallway on her way to the washroom. It was midnight and the dance was over, people existed the building. It had seemed like hours went by in the car with Chase, but it wasn't more then 20 minutes.

She rushed into the washroom and turned on the facet, splashing her face with cold water, washing away any escaped tears. She cleaned herself up and reapplied her makeup. She gazed at her reflection in the mirror, checking to see she was presentable again. Once she was finished, she took a few seconds to gather herself and exited the washroom. When she stepped into the hallway, there stood Chase leaning against the wall with a bottle of apple juice from the vending machine in his hand.

“Here,” he said walking towards her and twisting off the cap. “Drink it. It'll help with the blood loss.”

Sage took the juice and sipped it, wetting her sore throat. Chase stared at her with an intense look. After downing half the bottle she snapped.

“What?!” Chase smiled. “Nothing lets go.”

They walked back to the car and got in. Chase started the engine and was about to drive off. “Wait, what about Kel and Mia?”

Chase chuckled. “They said the car stinks and they refuse to sit in the back seat, so Kel zapped them there.”

Sage blushed a deep red. “Great,” she grumbled not wanting to be alone with him anymore.

“Still mad?” Chase asked pulling onto the road.

“Fuck you,” Sage replied.

“Soon enough,” Chase shot back with a knowing grin, stepping on the gas. Sage stayed quiet the whole way there.

“Aw c'mon, don't be like that,” he said reaching his right hand over and resting it on her thigh. Sage knocked it off.

“If you really wanna fuck me that bad I can pull over,” he teased sparing her a glance.

“Go fuck yourself,” she spat.

“Judging by the dark blue color of my balls right now, I just may have to, unless you care to assist me while I drive?” he continued to joke, but she was in no mood for it.

“Alright, how about we call a truce?” he offered. Sage shot him a “are you fucking serious?” kind of look.

“Yes bitch I'm serious,” he said rolling his eyes. “I need you to be on your best behavior at this party, meaning no glaring, bitching, or threatening to light any of my body parts on fire.”

“And why would I do that?” she asked dryly.

“Because you're a crazy bitch.”

“No you ass, I mean why would I agree to playing nice after everything you've done to torment me?” she asked livid that he would even ask such a thing.

“Because if you agree to play nice with me, I'll play nice with you for the rest of the night,” he added.

“You're gonna be nice?” she asked arching a brow. “Are you even capable of such a thing?”

“Here's your chance to find out. All I need you to do is pretend of be my bitch.”

“What?! Fuck no, you didn't say anything about that,” Sage exclaimed.

“I just did,” he continued keeping his eyes on the road. “Me and Kel have a certain role to maintain for our cover. We need these guys to think we're normal, and I need you to help me do that.”

“Why can't you compel some random girl to do it?” Sage asked although deep down the idea didn't sit well with her.

“Because they tend to come off robotic as you've seen. It might lead to suspicion, which is why we need to make it look real.” Chase explained. Sage sighed, thinking it over.

“Fine, I'll do it…under one condition,” she replied her smile widening. “Instead of being nice for the rest of the night, you have to do it for the rest of the week.”

Chase growled. “What exactly is your definition of “nice”, witch?”

“I'm sure you'll learn it along the way, take it or leave it.”

Chase's grip tightened on the steering wheel before giving in with a sigh. “Fine witch, have it your way, but for the rest of the week your ass is mine.”

“As long as you're nice I have no complaints…baby,” she said smiling sweetly at him. She was gonna make him regret this.