Villainess Marked For Her Alpha-Chapter 113: It’s Not Fair, Reyes!

I sat snug on Reyes’ lap in the sunlit studio, her strong arms wrapped tight around my waist—secure anchor against my limp legs dangling, pink-polished toes brushing the chair rung.

The worktable sprawled chaotic with around 100 fresh Helly Paws designs: roaring dinosaur graphic tees in neon greens, delicate butterfly hoodies with iridescent wings, creepy-cute spider and scorpion onesies for bold pet parents, plus paw-print joggers, starry cat collars, body-lighting t-shirts, and glow-in-dark bat bandanas—my sketchpad alive with defiant creativity.

"What are you doing, omega?" Reyes murmured low, her gray eyes soft under the cap, breath warm on my neck.

"Reyes, don’t act cheeky—you know what I’m doing," I shot back, pencil flying fierce over paper, raven hair loose post-bath shine.

"Emily, take a rest—you’ve been at this since morning, non-stop," she coaxed gentle, one hand rubbing my thigh soothingly.

"No, I can’t. I have to show everyone I didn’t steal a thing—prove it with better designs!" My emerald eyes blazed, erasing a scorpion tail quick. There was no way I would let them get away by saying that I stole ’their’ designs—they are mine, and mine alone. After I release the new designs into the market, let’s see how they can replicate my designs now.

"You haven’t stolen anything from anyone. Ignoring them is the best revenge—let karma bite," she reasoned firm, cap tilting as she nuzzled my shoulder.

"Reyes, I’m not some helpless damsel needing your support!" I huffed, shading a butterfly wing defiantly. "I am not a weak, helpless omega who cries for her alphas."

"Emily, we all know you’re strong—fiercer than any alpha," she praised warm, arms tightening protectively. "But you need to be thinking about your recovery path."

"Don’t indulge me! I see what you’re doing—babying!" I accused, but leaning back traitorous into her chest.

"It’s my duty to shield you from harmful people like Viktor," she growled low, gray eyes flashing steel.

I ignored her, pencil scratching furious—dinos roaring, spiders skittering to life. Two hours blurred—stack complete, 100 originals gleaming. Exhausted, I turned guilty to Reyes, cheeks flushing. "Aren’t you tired? I’ve sat on you for hours—crushing you."

"You’re like a feather, Emily—light as air," she grinned, flexing playful under me. I am really that light? Well, I am around 49 kg.

"Sorry I shouted... and thank you for helping. I know I’m heavily dependent on you all," I mumbled sheepish, pink nails twisting hem.

"What about payment?" Her voice turned husky tease, gray eyes darkening playful.

"Payment?" I echoed wary, heart skipping. Why do am I feeling a déjà vu? Her eyes looked similar to Hellen’s now.

"Give me two kisses, princess." Reyes’ lips quirked wicked.

I blushed crimson instant. "You!" I knew it! She wanted something from me!

"Come on, Emily—fair trade." She leaned closer, cap shadowing us intimate.

Heat scorched deeper; I pecked her left cheek quick, soft skin rubbing my lips. Leaning for the right—her head turned swift, mouth capturing mine full and firm. "Mphmm!" Did she just kiss me on my lips?

Shock froze me; her lips warm velvet, tasting faintly of mint and coffee—pressing insistent, tongue teasing the seam gentle coaxing.

One hand cupped my jaw tender, thumb stroking my flushed cheek; the other splayed possessive on my low back, pulling me flush.

Kiss deepened slow—her tongue slipping velvet past my parted lips, dancing lazy with mine, exploring every curve, breath mingling hot.

My hands fluttered to her shoulders, pounding light at first—breath, need air—fists tapping urgent as stars burst behind emerald eyes, body melting traitorous despite the surprise. She broke only when I shoved harder, gasping ragged, lips swollen tingling, cheeks nuclear red. "R-Reyes!"

"What?" Reyes smirked at me. She is just as shameless as Hellen!

"You’re shameless!" I gasped out, still breathless from the kiss, lips tingling swollen, emerald eyes wide as I shoved at Reyes’ chest weak—heart hammering wild, cheeks blazing crimson nuclear.

"Am I?" she drawled low, gray eyes smoldering under her cap, lips quirked unrepentant, thumb still tracing my jaw slow possessively.

"Yes, you are! Just like Hellen—total hooligans, both of you!" I accused flustered, squirming in her lap, limp legs shifting restless, pink nails digging light into her shirt. She was a hooligan too, who likes to attack my virtue!

"Is Hellen doing these things with you too, Emily" Reyes leaned closer, breath hot on my neck, voice dropping husky curious, one arm steel around my waist.

"I can’t say that," I mumbled evasive, ducking my gaze shy to the dinosaur sketches scattered, raven hair curtaining my flush.

"Is that so?" Her free hand tilted my chin up firm, gray eyes narrowing with jealously, cap shadowing intimate. "Keeping secrets now?"

"Jealous much?" I teased breathy, daring a peek up, heart fluttering at her intensity.

"Yes, I am jealous," she admitted raw, no hesitation—gray eyes flashing possessive fire. "Ivory too? Don’t like sharing my princess."

Before I could retort, her mouth claimed mine again—fiercer this time, lips crashing warm insistent, mint-coffee taste flooding deeper. One hand tangled in my loose raven strands, tugging gentle to angle my head perfect; the other splayed hot across my low back, pulling me flush against her muscled chest. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Tongue swept velvet past my parted lips, stroking mine slow deliberate—teasing, claiming every gasp, breath mingling ragged hot.

My fists balled in her shirt, pounding token protest melting fast to cling; stars sparked as she nipped my lower lip playful, drawing a muffled whimper. She pulled back only at my shaky push, lips glistening, grinning triumphant.

"You’re mine, Emily—say it," Reyes murmured husky against my swollen lips, gray eyes burning possessive under her cap, arms steel-trapping me flush in her lap—dinosaur sketches forgotten on the table.

"No," I whispered stubborn, emerald eyes defiant despite the flutter, pink nails pushing weak at her chest, cheeks still nuclear crimson.

Her mouth crashed back instant—lips hot velvet claiming mine deeper, tongue sweeping possessive past parted lips, mint-coffee tang exploding as she stroked slow deliberate, one hand cupping my jaw firm, the other splaying low-back fire.

Kiss turned molten, nipping my lower lip teasing whimper from me; breath mingled ragged, stars bursting when she tugged my loose raven hair gentle, angling perfect control. Pulled back gasping, she grinned wicked. "Say it, princess."

"It’s not fair," I panted flustered, fists balled in her shirt, body traitorous-melting despite protest—I don’t like women... okay, I am not sure anymore.

"Fair?" She chuckled dark, diving in again unyielding—lips softer this time but insistent, tongue dancing lazy circles with mine, exploring every curve, hand sliding up to thread my strands possessive.

Heat built dizzying, her cap brushing my forehead intimate; I whimpered muffled into her, pounding token at her shoulders before clinging helpless. She broke slow, foreheads pressed, breath shared hot.

"Yours..." I whispered finally, voice breathy surrender, emerald eyes fluttering half-shut, cheeks blazing crimson—heart pounding wild admission.

But Reyes didn’t claim victory with words. Instead, she dipped swift, lips brushing hot velvet against the flushed swell of my chest—right over my racing heart through thin fabric, a teasing open-mouthed kiss that pebbled skin instant, drawing a sharp gasp from my throat.

"R-Reyes!" Heat jolted core-deep, pink nails digging her shoulders helplessly.

"I knew that you would yield, princess."

"Shut up, you big-bad hooligan!"

"Am I bad person?"

"Yes, you are!" Why does everyone likes to attack my virtue?!