Angel
Abigail has been trying to plan this anniversary event for four long months now. Despite her pregnant condition, she was still putting in so much exhausting effort every single day.
The Ms. and Ms. Morningstar are out there somewhere in the world having the absolute time of their lives, but they never seem to make it on time for their own anniversary.
But Madam recently assured Abigail that they would definitely arrive this month. She also dropped a major change of plans on her.... the entire wedding venue had been officially changed.
So Abigail went out to find Angel and give her the exact information Madam requested from her.
She was told that Angel was currently down at the local bathhouse, so she walked straight over there.
When she stepped inside the private room, she found only Angel inside a steamy private tub.
The Alpha was resting her head back against the smooth rim, her eyes completely closed and a satisfied smile on her face as if she was lost in high fantasy.
Only Angel appeared to be in the bathhouse.
"Angel, I have something important to tell you," Abigail said the moment she got close enough to the tub.
Angel opened one lazy eye and looked up at the person standing above her. Abigail was standing tall, holding her usual stack of event notes against her chest.
"What is it?" Angel said, her eyes slipping shut again as her smile remained. "Don’t you have an entire wedding to plan?"
"It’s an anniversary, not a wedding," Abigail corrected her flatly.
"Don’t care. Not my business."
"They are your parents, you know," Abigail said, watching the steam rise off the water.
"Parent," Angel snapped back, opening both eyes this time. "One of them is my mom, and the other is just a whore. My other real parent is dead, and absolutely no one in this world can ever replace her."
Abigail let out a soft sigh. She knows the exact reasons why Angel acts the way she does. She actually happens to be one of Angel’s very few close friends who knows the Alpha’s past far too well.
Despite knowing everything Angel went through, she just couldn’t heal the broken Alpha.
Nobody could.
"Madam is changing the venue," Abigail explained, moving on to the main point. "The entire preparation has been completely flipped around. It is now a 14-day luxury cruise. Madam specifically wants to know if you want to be part of the guest list."
"Just like the last four years, erase me entirely from any activities relating to those two," Angel grumbled, sinking a little lower into the water. "I much prefer to be left completely alone in my mom’s mansion."
"Is April going to be part of the guest list then?" Abigail asked, looking around the quiet room.
"Why don’t you just ask her yourself?" Angel smirked slightly.
Abigail rolled her eyes hard and looked directly down into the milky-colored water in the center of the tub.
"April, do you want to be on the guest list?" Abigail voiced out directly to the tub.
From deep inside the milky water, right in between Angel’s legs, April suddenly raised her head up into the open air. Her breath was heavy and ragged as she wiped the water from her face and looked up at the pregnant lady standing over them.
April smiled brightly, despite having been under the surface for God knows how long, giving the Alpha a whole self-service session.
She really was having her time down there.
"I want to go on a luxury cruise," April said, her voice slurred as she giggled like a little baby. "I have never done that before in my whole life. I know it is probably not going to be what I want, but I really want to know the feeling of being inside a big ship."
Abigail stared down at her in total shock, genuinely wondering what on earth had happened to her.
"Have you been drinking... again?" Abigail asked, raising an eyebrow.
April pinched her thumb and index finger close together in the air. "Just a tiny little drop. No."
"She drank more than half a bottle of Wayne champagne," Angel chimed in from behind her, resting her arms along the edge of the tub.
"And you are completely drunk," Abigail said, looking at April’s flushed cheeks. "You can take heavy shots without a problem, but when it comes to lesser percentages of alcohol, you easily get high."
April just continued to giggle softly, wiping her dripping hair away from her eyes.
"I noticed that exact same thing too," Angel said calmly, her hand reaching out to play with April’s wet shoulder. "She gets drunk extremely easily whenever her emotions are heightened." Angel turned her gaze back up to the visitor. "Abby, since you have successfully passed along your useless-information, you can leave now. We are right in the middle of something, very important."
"Of course," Abigail sighed, shaking her head in total disgust. "Keep it up. Doing this in public. Shameless as always."
"There’s no one else in here," Angel barked back smoothly.
"By the way, Madam needs your presence up at the main office later," Abigail added, turning her body to leave.
"Tell her to go fuck off."
"You are really, really unbelievable," Abigail said, stopping in her tracks to look down at her. "I don’t even know what to say to you anymore. First of all, you are taking complete advantage of a drunk girl."
"She wants it," Angel smirked evilly up at the pregnant Omega. "Are you jealous? You used to choke on this exact same thing back then, and now it belongs to her only."
"Ewww," Abigail gagged slightly, making a disgusted face. "Now that I’m actually thinking about it, I feel completely disgusted."
"Obviously you are not," Angel teased, her smirk widening. "The only thing your current husband can do is put a baby inside you. He can never make you feel the way I did back then. I will always be the absolute best sex you ever had in your entire life. Remember that when having a boring sex..."
Abigail didn’t yell. Instead, she slowly bent down right next to the Alpha’s ear, her voice dropping into a low, dangerous whisper.
"You might actually be right about that, I will freely give you that much," Abigail whispered smoothly. "But has it ever once crossed your devilish mind that I had sex with you just one week before my wedding night? I really wonder whose bread I have baking in this oven right now."
Hearing those exact words come out of Abigail’s mouth, Angel’s arrogant face instantly twisted into pure, unadulterated horror.
Abigail stood up straight, immensely pleased with herself now that she had secured the absolute last laugh, and calmly walked right out of the bathhouse room.
While Angel was still frozen in absolute horror, her wide eyes slowly darted down to the Omega sitting in the water, who was currently staring up at her with a terrifyingly crazy look in her eyes.
"What?" Angel squeaked out, her voice suddenly trembling.
"You sat there and flirted with another Omega right in front of my face?" April snorted out, her breath smelling heavily of champagne.
"No, I was just teasing her," Angel defended herself fast, holding her hands up in the water. "I swear!"
"You call that teasing?" April snapped, her eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. "I’m completely done here."
April angrily stood up out of the warm water. Despite being completely drunk, she managed to locate her towel near the dry bench and jumped right out of the tub.
"Wait, wait, don’t go!" Angel panicked immediately. "I still haven’t done my eating yet!"
Angel scrambled up out of the water. Even though she was completely naked, she sprinted right after the Omega, but her wet feet hit the smooth tiles too fast. She slipped violently on the slick floor and slammed flat onto her back with a loud, painful smack.
"Ouch!" Angel groaned out, clutching her lower back as her breath was completely knocked out of her.
April stopped in her tracks, hesitating for a quick second. She turned her head around to look at the Alpha lying completely flat on the hard floor, but her heart was far more angry than it was soft at the moment.
"Serves you right, Puta pendeja!."
April turned back around and walked straight out of the bathhouse, leaving Angel groaning helplessly on the cold floor.
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