Episode Four--Welcome to the jungle

Jay stared at her in the yellow dress, gulping at the sight of her hips swaying as she walked. He smirked and looked away. “She could have slayed other colors, but not yellow,” he thought to himself.

He entered his office and hit his fist against the wall. His eyes darkened as he transformed: his fur turned white and beautiful, while his grey eyes stood out. Slowly, he calmed down and returned to his usual form.

Adjusting his tie, he grabbed his phone and sped off in his black Bentley. He pulled to a halt in front of the club. "It's time to ride some hauls. They have to be filled anyway," he mused with a smile.

After stepping out of his car, he made his way to the bar. He sipped his glass of water, his body moving to the rhythm of the music as his eyes scanned the place.

Selene stopped in her tracks when she heard a familiar voice. “Wait, Ms. Selene!” She turned to see Lauren standing a few meters away in a grey dress.

Lauren's heels accentuated her figure, and her cleavage was prominent. “Guess who is currently unemployed?” she said, a smug smile on her face. Selene pressed her lips together, alarmed.

“So you did this on purpose?”

“Yeah,” Lauren replied, smiling as she touched Selene’s clavicle while swaying her figure. “You were such a fool. You think you can put asunder, right, Selene?”

“Why tell me to wear something you know hurts him so much? Lauren, you are such an ungrateful friend."

“OMG, you figured it out after all…” Lauren leaned in closer and whispered, “To keep the bugs away, he had to know what bugs are.”

“Watch out for my Second Coming. It’s going to be great,” Selene replied defiantly, and Lauren smirked.

“We shall see!” she said, blowing a bubble with her gum and letting it pop at her feet. As Lauren turned away, Selene spat on her and took off running.

She stamped her feet until her friends surrounded her. Selene ran until she could barely catch her breath, finally collapsing on a bench by the train station, exhaling heavily.

Reaching for her water bottle, she gulped down the contents and wiped her mouth with her hand. During her ride to her apartment, her eyes were fixed on the trees and tall buildings passing by.

When she walked in, Chloe rushed to her side, helping her sit down. “Bae, what the heck happened?” she asked, pushing a glass of water toward her.

“Hey! Just have this! Was it your boss?” Chloe continued, but Selene's smile was weak as she placed the empty glass on the table.

“Bae! Talk to me! You know how much I hate suspense— it kills me!” Chloe got up from her seat and hurried to catch up with Selene.

“I need to eat. I'm famished after everything that happened at work.”

“Selene, your face can't look this stressed just because of food!” Chloe said, following her into the kitchen. Selene placed a hot pan on the stove and turned the gas on.

“I’m fine,” Chloe insisted, but she held Selene’s hand and twisted it off the gas. She folded her arms across her chest. “It's okay if you don’t want to talk about it.” She hugged her, then tried to leave, but Selene pulled her back.

“Chloe, your best friend just lost the very job that was supposed to put food on our table.” Her voice cracked, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

Chloe hugged her tightly before letting go and throwing herself onto the bed. Selene stayed in the kitchen, quickly finishing her pancakes. She divided them onto two plates and made coffee in two cups, arranging everything on a tray before heading to the dining area.

“Hey! Momma, I’ve got something to keep you busy,” she said, and Chloe perked up at the mention of food.

“Even with the sad news, you still did this. Thank you so much, hun.”

“You’ve always welcomed them,” Selene replied as they sat down in silence, the weight of their circumstances hanging between them.

“This is delicious,” Chloe said, taking a bite of her food amidst munching.

“You know, a friend invited us to a party at the club, and I was thinking we should go to have some fun, you know?” Chloe suggested, rising to kiss Selene on the cheek.

Meanwhile, Jay sat and glared around as the door swung open, allowing a group of guys to enter. They moved to the DJ's side, and instantly the music shifted. One of the men took hold of the microphone.

“Hey everyone, you all know me as Spanky. I just want to let you know that today's my birthday, and I’ve got you all covered tonight if you agree to spend this birthday party with me.”

“Yesss!” the crowd cheered, their voices louder than the microphone.

“Alright then, share the masks because it’s going to be a mask party with some real men,” he said, handing the mic back to the DJ. The music kicked back in as the masks were handed out around the room.

Jay rubbed his eyes to shake off the dizziness he felt but took another sip of water. Just then, the door swung open again, and his jaw dropped.

Two ladies entered, holding masks that concealed their faces but not their bodies. One was dressed in a stunning red dress, and Jay's love for the color made him stare.

Their hips swayed as they danced closer. The lady in red walked up to him. “Excuse me, Mr. You’re standing in my way!” she said sternly.

Jay quickly shuffled to the side to give her room. She laid her purse on the bar. "Get me tequila," she mumbled. "I had so much fun in one day."

As she bent down to pull out a seat, her figure made his heart race, and he couldn't help but admire her beauty. Memories of crazy scenes danced through his mind, and he gulped his water to calm himself.

She smiled, "Do you mind if we take this deeper? Let all our worries fade away." She reached for his hand, and he stood up, following her into the room.

They removed their masks, and in a moment of passion, he tore her dress. Her beauty was captivating, making it hard for him to look away. "Hey, beautiful! What are you waiting for?" he asked.

"Just one favor," she replied, her voice low. He narrowed his eyes at her words. "Make me feel amazing," she said, pulling her dress off entirely. He stepped closer, taking hold of her hips.

He showered her with kisses and ran his fingers teasingly over her most sensitive areas. The sensation made her shiver, and soon he lifted her into his arms and laid her gently on the bed, planting kisses all over her until her skin was soft and warm.

As he reached her neck, she pulled him closer, running her fingers through his hair. He brushed his fingers against her through the fabric of her G-string before daring to enter her.

The pace quickened. Her hands roamed over his back and then trailed down until she slipped off his belt and tossed it to the floor. "If she can see what’s waiting for her, she might get even wetter," she said, sliding her hand beneath his trousers to feel his size. "Large! Just my type."

He turned her over, and her hair fell freely around her. He thrust into her while holding her buttocks, caressing them with a passion that matched his kisses, which were as loud as her moans.

He pulled out and lay her down; he kissed her softly, causing her to gasp. She let out a playful scream and instinctively pressed her body closer to him, playfully swatting his hand when he teased her with kisses on her skin.

She moaned, a perfect picture of ecstasy, but a hint of uncertainty flashed across her face. "Are you done? The prom is about to start," she said, as a camera captured the moment from outside the door...

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