It'll Come Naturally

"You're violating the law. You know that?" Michelle said, gritting her teeth and managing to fight against the warm stream running inside her. Her face was wet but no one could tell the thing rolling on her face was sweat or water. Her clothes were torn, exposing her bra,

making her look even more wild and enchanting. All the girls standing around her whipped out their cellphones and began snapping pics.

"Don't you know? Everything is decided by the rich, and you're just a poor girl. You think that you could enter their world, just by being a mistress to one of them? Every inch of you screams poverty. I can't believe that you are able to sacrifice your body to have a rich life, but I have to admit at least you're working hard at something." Every word came out of Erin's mouth was harsh and sarcastic. It seemed like that she would do anything to crush Michelle under her feet for letting her anger out.

"What makes you think I'm poor? Or a mistress?" Michelle said. She would have slapped Erin except that she felt like she was being eaten by ants. The drug was having its intended effect. 'Bitch! I shouldn't have let you go last time, otherwise we wouldn't be doing this now, 'Michelle thought.

"Don't BS me. You were picked up by a guy in an expensive car. So if you aren't his mistress, do you really think you could be his girlfriend? Just look at yourself. You think a girl like you could nab a man like that?" Erin said, winking at the other girls to bring some boy there.

"She has more of a chance than you," Luke said breathlessly. His tone was cold enough to freeze the air around them.

"Who are you? How did you get in here?" Erin asked angrily, looking in the direction of the doorway. The two girls who were supposed to be lookouts hung their heads in shame.

"I'm Mr. Right. You know, the guy with the car? I'm Michelle's husband," Luke said. For the first time, he volunteered that information. He sounded bold and decisive.

"What? Husband? Are you kidding? How? When?" Erin was bold, with so many people to back her up. Still, she was frightened by this man before her, like he was some devil spawned from Hell.

"She doesn't have anything to prove, and neither do I. The only thing that I know is I'm about to knock that crown off your head, princess," Luke said, walking over to Michelle and folding her into his arms. Fortunately, he grabbed the coat out of his car. That was perfect for him to wrap it around her wet body.

"Who the hell do you think you are? You're threatening me?" Erin said, stepping backwards in fear. She had no idea if Luke was able to back up his threats.

"Luke." Michelle said, looking at Luke's handsome face and gripping his clothes tightly. It was obvious she liked what she saw. The closer to Luke, the hotter she felt.

"Don't be scared. We're outta here," Luke said with his fist clenched, glancing at the other girls with his cold eyes. If they weren't girls, Luke would have taught all of them a lesson they'd never forget.

"No. They took pictures of me," Michelle said shyly. It was getting harder and harder to breathe. She was anxious. Although she wasn't totally naked, her cleavage was showing. She wouldn't allow them to disgrace her like this. With Photoshop, they could strap her head onto a nude body, or show her in the midst of a lewd act, or even sell the pics to someone despicable. There was no limit to their mischief.

Luke understood exactly what she meant. He advanced on them. "You're going to delete every pic you took -- now. You have two choices: you do it, or I do it. If I do it, I'm smashing your phones," Luke warned, his handsome face a mask of sinister intent. The other girls looked at each other and then began to delete the pictures by themselves. They thought this man was too cold. They felt like they were at the North Pole even at a distance.

"Of course you can choose not to delete them all. In that case, I don't mind taking legal action. You're probably smart enough to know which laws you've violated already!" Luke said. The most important thing he learned from Daisy since she came back was solving problems by using the law, instead of by violence. Prisons were no joke here.

The girls hurried to delete the remaining pictures in their cellphones after hearing what Luke said. Obviously, they didn't delete all the pictures the first time around, thumbing their nose at him.

"Tell me. What drug did you feed her?" Luke asked. He intended to walk away, but he stopped for one more question.

Every girl turned their eyes to Erin in a flash. Only Erin could give the answer because she offered the drug.

"What are you looking at me for? I didn't drug her," Erin said. She wasn't stupid. Under Luke's cutting gaze, only an idiot would cop to it.

"But you gave me the drug," one girl murmured. 'Does she want to pass the buck?' she thought.

"Exactly. I gave you the drug. But you were too obedient. Why did you do as you were told?" Erin asked outrageously. In her eyes, money could solve anything. Only Bradley was an exception. So she had to take Michelle, whom Bradley liked, as her target. "Erin, you......" one girl said, who was the person who actually secreted the drug into Michelle's drinks. At that moment, she was too angry to defend herself.

"Great. No one answer me? I suppose the drug fairy came by and made her take it. I bet you would like to pay a nice visit to a police station and talk about what went down there," Luke said and frowned, because he felt a little uncomfortable with Michelle's body close to his. Then he caught hold of Michelle's hands which were running along his chest.

"Ecstasy derivative. The cheap kind. Gives you fever, hallucinations. It'll wear off in an hour, which is why it is so cheap," Erin said, biting her lip. Everyone was staring at her. She had to go to school, and she needed allies to survive there.

"You better be right, or I'll be back. You're lucky you're a girl, otherwise I would have beaten you to a pulp. Oh, don't be too happy, because I'm going to take my time crafting the perfect punishment. Just you wait!" Luke said to Erin, eyes burning in a darkened gaze. Then he walked out supporting Michelle and bumped into Bradley and his classmates. Michelle hadn't been back for awhile, and they wanted to know why.

"What's wrong with her?" Bradley got in Luke's face. When their gazes locked, the eyes of both men blazed with hatred. It wasn't a good time for fighting, but Bradley didn't care.

"None of your business." Luke sniffed. 'You're just a kid. Who do you think you are? Don't get in my way,' he thought to himself.

"Michelle! What happened to her?" Hilda asked in amazement. Before rushing out, Michelle just told her that she went to the washroom. She didn't think this could happen in thirty minutes.

"Sorry. I need to get her back home," Luke said. He knew Hilda because he'd met her before. Knowing she was Michelle's friend, he talked to her politely.

"Wait. Looks like she's high as a kite. Wouldn't a hospital be better?" Bradley said, gritting his teeth. He really didn't want to see Michelle taken away by Luke like this. Moreover, he didn't want to see her loved by someone else.

"This is between me and my wife. Don't worry. Tell Erin she'll be punished. She has my word on that," Luke said. He figured he'd have a leg up if he let people know they were married. He was right.

"What? Your wife? So you and Michelle are --" Bradley asked. He was too devastated to finish his question or step back.

"Yeah. Got a problem with that?" Luke asked. He was jealous of this young boy who had the guts to love and hate. Luke couldn't do that.

"No," Bradley replied, stepping aside. He knew he had no chance with Michelle, especially since she was married.

Michelle had no interest in anything but Luke. She let her guard down and totally counted on him to take care of her since Luke got there. While she was nestling closely with Luke, her hands were moving constantly over him. Luke sneered and then hurried away with his hands holding Michelle. If he stayed there too long, she would have his shirt off.00000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐