Tale As Old As Time: An After Hours FairyTale (Beauty and The Beast) (Gods Series Book 1)

by Elisabeth -

  “What surgery?” Alcide asked as he slowly perused her body. From what he could see from her ample breasts to her stomach which wasn’t completely flat, which he liked. He continued as he looked at where her hips rounded and thighs were so beautifully made even from her sitting position, he could see them.

  “My scar surgery.”

  This made Alcide look up at her, and he slowly sat, down. He realized that John was a coward who sold his daughter for his own freedom. If he were any other man, he’d care, but he didn’t.

  “I, see you’ve been duped. You are not here for any kind of surgery. The only thing you’re here for is for my pleasure.”

  Arabella stared at him and said nothing. She didn’t know what to say or think.

  “Your pleasure?”

  “Yes Arabella. You’re here to be mine and only mine.” Those simple words sent shivers up and down Arabella’s spine, this wasn’t what she signed up for.

  ~E~

  Arabella stood up knocking over her chair,

  “You must be out of your damn mind! The hell do you mean your pleasure? Do I look like a prostitute?”

  Alcide cocked his eyebrow,

  “Prostitutes get paid. My dear, you will not.”

  Arabella wanted to scream or throw something at him but instead, she walked off. She tried to find the door from where she came from.

  Her flats click-clacked faster as she sped up hearing Alcide’s expensive shoes right behind her. Her footing changed from fast walking to running. She ran not knowing where she was going displaying a serene sight. Her dark tresses flowed behind her as she ran. She skidded thinking she found the door but as soon as she opened it, she regretted it. The door shut behind her and clicked. Gasping for air, Arabella tried twisting the knob. Her sweaty palms met the coolness of the golden knob. She panicked as she heard something behind her come alive. She suddenly turned and watched as the lights illuminated the room broadcasting a king-sized bed that was wrapped in gold satin sheets completed with a nightstand.

  Arabella made the mistake of moving from the door and then she heard the swoosh sound of something closing behind her. She turned back around and was faced with a glass door. The other door that she had mistakenly opened was no longer there. She could see the hall from where she came from but she was now in her own prison. She tapped on the glass with a closed fist but no one came.

  “Please. Please let me out!” She begged. Hot tears kissed her face as she slid down the glass landing on her knees with a thud.

  *Two weeks later*

  “Are you ready Arabella?” She heard Alcide’s voice as it coaxed her to look up. She looked as he was once again impeccably dressed. He came every day at the same times; morning, noon, and dinner time. He came like clockwork not listening to her pleading or begging. Letting her know that she was to stay here whether she liked it or not. He watched as Arabella didn’t answer him and he did what he always did. He turned to walk away and stopped in his tracks at the sound of Arabella’s voice.

  Arabella watched and heard as Alcide began to walk away. She jumped up from the bed and ran across the cold floor. She slammed into the glass wall,

  “Wait! I’ll do it. I give in. Please, just let me out of here. I need to get back to my life. I promise I won’t leave.” She said.

  Her eyes grew as big as saucers as she watched him turn around and walk towards her in less than 3 strides. He planted his open palm on the glass and looked at her. He didn’t speak for a moment as he watched her. Alcide broke the silence as his eyes penetrated through the glass and landed on Arabella.

  “You will continue your life as is but you are not to leave this house. You return here. This is now your home. Go to your regular job and finish school.”

  Arabella looked down at the ground,

  “I probably don’t have a job anymore and I won’t be able to graduate.”

  “You will!” Was all he said as reassurance.

  Arabella was confused as to what he meant by that. She felt the glass door open letting her through. She wasn’t fast enough as she fell forward landing on Alcide. The moment her body made contact with his, she shivered. An electric jolt traveled from her head to her toes causing her eyes to flutter. This scared her and she jumped back. Even as she was no longer touching him, her palms tingled. Her palms felt alive as they reminded her that she, was alive. She looked up from her palms to Alcide. She watched as he took a step back from her as if he saw a ghost. The next words out of his mouth shocked her,

  “I will not touch you. You will come willingly to me.” His words thundered through her ears as he turned around and left her there, free to do as she pleased.

  She whimpered and looked around, where would she go when she agreed to stay here now...

  Chapter 1

  *Present day*

  Arabella dreaded the long shift she was enduring and wondered why she decided to pick up a shift for her co-worker. She was exhausted from her night with pleasing Alcide to having to wake up early to go to her 8 am class then straight to work right after. She knew how she was living wasn’t ideal, but it was better than nothing. After meeting Alcide the first time, it took her awhile for everything to sink in but soon enough, she gave in, and he had given her the most, explosive nights of her life. She thought about the first time she had given in.

  Alcide came back home from work feeling overly exhausted. Usually, he could keep up with his days and not having to sleep for days but he was having sleepless nights and even getting tricked by his mind of what happened when he went mad resulting in his killing of his family. He had to get them out of his mind and there was one person who could help with that.

  Alcide was not one to rape anyone so he shook that idea out of his head. He opted for taking a long shower and trying to sleep. He had fallen asleep for a bit but woke when he felt someone slip into his bed. He turned and locked eyes with Arabella. He looked at her and didn’t understand what she was doing here,

  “What are you doing in here Arabella?” his voice came out rougher than it was supposed to.

  “I need you.” was all she said before she took her long t shirt off and was left naked in front of him.

  Alcide groaned knowing that she thought he couldn’t see her in the darkness of his room but he could see her just as if the lights were on.

  He watched as she came to him as if she was being drawn in by him and he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her body. She was much more than he thought she was. She was beautifully scarred. Arabella’s body had cuts and surgery bruises all over, they all left marks of badly done surgeries and something in him, roared to life. The sprouting of anger and vengeance had begun. He swore to himself that whoever did this to her would pay. He didn’t know where this was coming from but from the moment; she exposed her body to him, she became his.

  Alcide’s thoughts were sidetracked as she climbed on his California size king bed and straddled him. He gazed into her eyes, she was aware of what she was doing and he wanted to know why. He wanted to know why she came to him now. He hadn’t expected her to come to him but she had. He didn’t doubt the attraction between the two of them yet he wasn’t sure if this was right. Yet, the moment Arabella grinded on him, his body came alive and all thoughts of anything else flew out the window.

  Alcide grabbed her face in his big hands and looked into her eyes,

  “If this happens, you cannot go back. You will become mine.”

  Arabella didn’t even think about anything else as she wanted to forget and feel for once. She needed this more than anything else.

  “Please.” She begged him and grinded on him again coaxing him.

  Alcide flipped them and he was now on top. The red satin sheets slipped from his body and his naked glory shown. He always slept in the nude because he always felt free and now this was the one of the few nights he was happy it happened.

  Alcide hovered over Arabella and stared at her. He was so close to her that she wasn’t sure if he was breathing or she was. H
e widened her legs as he positioned himself at her entrance. He hissed as he felt the heat pulsating from her body calling him in. He looked at her one more time seeking proper approval,

  “Tell me.” He demanded.

  “Please.”

  “No Bella, tell me what you want.”

  “I want you. I want you to fill me with every inch of you until I don’t know whether it’s me or you that’s released. I want you to breathe life into my body because it’s dead. I want to feel your skin as I claw my nails into your back. I want--.”

  Arabella couldn’t finish her sentence as Alcide entered her slowly. He breached her barriers slowly knowing that he was more than she could handle. It was both a gift and a curse since he was a god. He felt her air suck into her body as she gasped while he filled her. Alcide paused and buried his nose into the crook of her neck.

  “Your smell is intoxicating.” He groaned loudly.

  “Alcide…” was all she said that coaxed him to thrust once more and fill her to the brink.

  Alcide started to slowly move inside of her and then he couldn’t control himself as he continued to lavishly devour her body. He licked her neck and bit her causing her to moan from the sensation. That enticed him to plant kisses on her shoulders and then he moved, hovering over her lips. He loved that she bit her lip as she enjoyed how he picked up speed and thrusted harder. He bit her chin causing her to release her lip. In that moment, he kissed her. Their kiss was explosive as Arabella saw stars from behind her closed eyelids.

  Alcide picked up one of her legs and hiked it over his shoulder as he continued to kiss her. He never broke the kiss as he drove deeper and deeper inside of her. He didn’t even think, he couldn’t even think while he was inside of her. It felt like being on Mt. Olympus and basking in all its glory. If he wasn’t a god, then he would have believed and worshipped a god for letting him be connected in such a way.

  He broke the kiss and looked at her,

  “Open your eyes!” he roughly commanded.

  Arabella opened her eyes and looked at Alcide as he kissed her chin and then looked at her as he spoke with each thrust becoming more powerful,

  “This.is.mine!”

  When he spoke the last word, Arabella and Alcide both released at the same moment. Arabella had never felt something so powerful, she screamed out her release and sobbed until she passed out from the intensity that drained her entire body.

  ~E~

  “Earth to Ari.” Her friend Bernice snapped her fingers in front of her face and broke the trance that Arabella was in.

  “Huh?” Arabella spoke up not realizing she had floated off into her mind for a moment.

  “Where did your mind go off to?”

  “Oh! Just thinking about my research paper.” Arabella lied through her teeth.

  “Mmhmm.” Bernice answered, “Think I don’t know when you’re lying but I’ll let it pass for now. Go on your last break. One more hour until we’re off.”

  “Ugh I know.” Arabella said and was relieved that Bernice didn’t probe.

  ~E~

  Arabella should’ve known that Bernice wasn’t simply reminding her of when they were off but was making her remember something she had forgotten.

  “You ready for tonight?” Bernice asked.

  “What?”

  “Our gig. Really Ari? You forgot, didn’t you?”

  Arabella smacked her forehead as they were locking up.

  “Oh God! Bernice, I’m sorry. I don’t even have my outfit ready.”

  Bernice chuckled at this,

  “Remember, we agreed to let me style you, and I’ve got just the outfit for you. Now let’s go and get you ready.” Bernice grabbed her arm and led Arabella to her car.

  Chapter 2

  Arabella quickly texted Alcide letting him know that she was going to be late. She looked in the mirror and couldn’t recognize herself which is what she liked. Bernice made sure that her dress hugged the right parts of her body. Arabella stared at the dress she had on; it was an elegant 1930’s boudoir inspired floor length gown with voluminous sleeves. The dress was made to look like she stepped out of old Hollywood. She sighed as she put on the gold Columbian Venetian mask to hide half of her face.

  Although a part of her scar could be seen, it looked like an illusion that was part of her mask. The half mask was adorned with various jewels and feathers. The only thing that the audience had to really focus on were her eyes that had thick eyelash extensions to bring focus on and the Rouge Bordeaux lipstick on her full, plump heart shaped lips. Her black curls were out of their usual braiding style and cascaded down her back stopping at the curve of her butt.

  Her phone ringing took her out of her moment, and she picked up, without really paying attention to who was calling.

  “Hello?”

  “Where are you!” Alcide barked through the phone.

  Arabella pulled the phone away from her ear. She knew he liked to yell but this was louder than usual.

  “I…I’m working.”

  “I’m at your job and I don’t see you here.”

  “I’m working late tonight. I’ll be there when I’m done.”

  “Arabella, you don’t go anywhere without my knowledge, am I understood?”

  Before she could answer, Bernice signaled that they had to get on stage. Arabella nodded and quickly told Alcide that she had to go. Arabella hung up before she could hear Alcide yelling like he’d lost his mind.

  On the other end of the line, Alcide was fuming. He’d search for her after he dealt with his late business meeting.

  ~E~

  When Alcide arrived to meet the other 3 men, they were already seated with drinks in hand. He greeted each of them and took his seat, signaling the waitress he ordered his drink and dismissed her.

  “Alcide… It’s been awhile.” Sean Morrissey spoke first, “heard you got a new play toy.” He lightly chuckled.

  “Hmph.” was all Alcide responded with.

  His drink finally came, and he ordered another as he drank his first. He was still fuming inside because of Arabella, and he was thinking of how to punish her. Suddenly, Sean whistled and got his attention. He looked in the direction that Sean’s eyes were focused on and his reduced to slits as he eyed the object of Sean’s fascination. He knew that body, but as he was about to investigate, her mouth opened.

  The voice that came out of that woman froze everything inside of Alcide. He heard the song before, it was Pillow talk by Zayn. She sang it so sensually as she stared at the guy who sang the next verse. They looked like they wanted to tear each other’s clothes off. When she turned to the crowd, he almost choked on his drink. He watched those lips that he kissed every night sing the words,

  “Pillow talk. My enemy, my ally. Prisoners, then we’re free, it’s a thin line.”

  Alcide felt the instant her voice went beyond his ears and entered his veins seeping through all the way down causing him to become painfully rock hard.

  He groaned loudly getting the attention of the guys, but he didn’t care. He continued to look at Arabella. He started his perusing from her hips that stuck out calling him in and begging him to touch them. Then his eyes traveled up admiring every part of her body that he had already kissed and he lingered on her neck. He temporarily shut his eyes as he thought about the way she smelled. She was intoxicating, and when, he opened his eyes, they were glued on her lips as she drove him insane with her voice.

  The song changed and he didn’t notice at first while he stared at her tuning every sound out but then he heard it when she sang after the male counterpart. He hadn’t heard the song in a long time. The male’s part was acapella but when the musicians accompanied them, Arabella joined in. The song wasn’t meant to be sexy or sultry but nevertheless, when it came out of her mouth, everything changed. Arabella performed in the air tonight by Phil Collins but following Cyrus’s version.

  “I could feel it coming in the air tonight, O lord. I’ve been waiting for this moment for all my life.
”

  That was the moment Arabella chose to look in Alcide’s direction. At first, she didn’t realize it was him but after a moment she did. No one noticed her shocked expression but Alcide saw everything. He smirked as her hands shook a bit. He watched as the next song began and the male led the song. As the male, Jared, began to sing Stay with me sung by Romain Virgo, she grabbed a glass that he didn’t notice was there and she gulped it down. He frowned wondering how many glasses she had, had already. He noticed the moment the male grabbed her hand making her focus on him instead of Alcide.

  Alcide had never wanted to kill someone as much as this guy who touched what was his. He saw as the guy winked at Arabella causing her to genuinely smile at him something she never did in front of Alcide.

  “Why do I even care?” He said to no one.

  As soon as one of the guys closest to him chuckled, he rolled his eyes. He didn’t know why he listened and came out to see his brother. His brother Apollo who decided to keep his name threw his head back and laughed even harder as Alcide stood up and began to walk outside.

  Chapter 3

  “Herakles.” Apollo had followed him outside and he shook his head knowing that his brother wouldn’t leave him be even if he wanted it.

  “I told you not to call me that name.” Alcide said as he turned around and looked at his brother.

  Apollo chuckled,

  “Okay brother. Now tell me what is eating at you? It’s her, isn’t it?”

  Alcide stared at his brother, Apollo looked so much like him that others thought they were twins with the difference being that Apollo was slightly shorter than him, had green eyes to his gray and Apollo seemed to glow like the sun.

  Every female he knew out there stared at him as though they couldn’t look away. They literally tripped just to get a glimpse of him. Not that it wasn’t the same for Alcide but he knew why they couldn’t tear their eyes away from his brother. He was the god of the sun and so much more. He was about to speak but he stopped as he knew the face his brother made when he knew something.