Chapter 6 Emily's POV

Emily's POV

Just as I hesitated on how to respond to Blake, Owen kissed me very hard on the cheek.

For some reason, my body didn't resist his overbearing kiss.

Then, he leaned into my ear and whispered, "I'll help you only if you promise me."

I raised an eyebrow. "Are you threatening me?"

"If you see it that way," Owen admitted.

He was such a playboy. His figure was flawless enough to charm any woman…

He would be a good choice just as a lover.

I hugged him and my arms went deeper into his clothes.

"This is my answer!" I said.

I turned to look at Owen. A smirk crept up on his face.

The man outside the door was becoming increasingly irritable.

He nearly smashed through the door with his fists. "Damn it, open the door right now! Why are you hiding inside? Emily, you have five seconds to come out or I'll tear down this door and teach you a lesson with my fists!"

"Whom are you teaching a lesson with your fists?" Owen asked.

In contrast to Blake, there was no hint of irritation in Owen's voice, but there was a strong hint of oppression amidst his calm demeanor.

Blake suddenly softened his tone. "I didn't know you were inside, Uncle Owen. I'm very sorry about that."

"I need to discuss something very important with my fiancée. One of the maids said she was here. Did you see her?"

"I didn't," Owen said bluntly, his fingers still fondling my bottom.

The pressure he applied on my body was just right and I had to stifle a moan.

I nudged him in hopes that he would stop.

But he refused to let go. Instead, he doubled down on the pressure.

As soon as I heard myself moan out of reflex, he covered my mouth with my hand.

How sick of Owen! He was like a child playing a prank I fell for.

"Uncle Owen, is someone else inside?" Blake asked.

His question made me nervous, yet it was a huge adrenaline rush for my brain.

My body seemed to have become increasingly frantic.

Owen exhaled and let his fingers into my body. I bit my lip, not daring to make a sound.

He replied bluntly, "A woman! Do you want to stay outside and listen to us?"

Owen slapped me so hard on my bottom with his other hand that it sounded like a thunderclap.

This exciting sensation was making me giddy.

Blake said, "Don't worry about it. I won't tell anyone what happens in your private life. After all, blood is thicker than water. I believe you'll entrust me with some important matters of the pack soon. I assure you I'll deal with them seriously. "

Owen struck me hard with his body and said, "Are you threatening me? Do you think I really care about your sweet talk? Heh. If you want anything from me, there are proper ways to get it! Don't be a shameless bastard!"

His tone was just like any other cold and overbearing alpha, when in reality he was doing it for me. He would stoop so low as to sound like a hooligan.

"I'm sorry for interrupting this wonderful moment of yours, Uncle Owen. I'm leaving right away…" And just like that, Blake quickly left the bathroom.

It was a slight relief to hear the sound of Blake's footsteps diminishing. But that relief was overcome by a certain man working his way across my body swiftly. His hot and humid tongue was even teasing the sensitive part of my bosom.

In an instant, my mind went blank as my body was constantly contorting against Owen's.

What a satisfying and joyful experience!

However, this wasn't the end of it. The next second, he made me turn my back towards him and pinned my hands down towards the sink. He was penetrating my body from behind…

He then let me into his embrace and asked, "What horrible things have Blake ever done? What important matters does he want to deal with?"

"What's with you?" I asked in return. "Are you using me against Blake?"

He planted a kiss on my earlobe.

After a pause, Owen said, "You can always break up with Blake and choose me to get your revenge. Why don't you think about it?"