Enough!" I shook my hands violently, breathing trembled, and closed my eyes in terror as his booming voice reverberated across the room. "I have not spent two million dollars on her just for some of your fucking pedicure and stupid stuff that you can do on your own," he said. Because you are aware of the potential implications, stay in your lane. Clara's expression was hidden by shock, and she recoiled a few paces. "She is mine to use; I purchased her." With a death gaze on her face, he said, "Go to your fucking room now. In this present moment!" He gave an order.
Henna
Except for a few sniffles I could no longer contain, the whole ride to his estate was silent. Even though all he did was sip from the pocket alcohol bottle the entire time, he didn't appear intoxicated, and even from a distance, I could smell the alcohol on him.
There was something very...scary about him. And as the seconds ticked by, an odd terror began to rise within me.
I was ignorant of him. I had no idea who he was or what he did. I had never been here before. It was scary for me to be in such a vulnerable situation, especially as a girl who was never allowed to leave her group.
The vehicle came to a stop in front of a massive mansion that was well furnished and encircled by a considerable number of trees, giving the impression that a gloomy shadow had shrouded this lovely location.
Raul took hold of my wrist and yanked me violently out of the vehicle. Keeping up with his pace was challenging, made more so by the fact that I was wearing bare feet covered in cuts and blisters.
He pulled me inside the mansion with force after the guards unlocked the main entrance.
When they noticed Raul's approach, a large group of maids and laborers gathered around us. They were terrified, as evidenced by the way their trembling breaths stayed visible and the way all of their unwavering eyes were fixed on the ground.
However, my gaze suddenly shifted to see the woman descending the stairs. Her red gown fitted her glowing skin like a second layer, even though it exposed a lot of skin, and her blonde hair reached her shoulders. Her eyes first met mine with curiosity, but they quickly darkened when they saw Raul's hand grasping mine.
She approached us, sipping from the wine glass she carried with casualness as she strolled down.
"I did not know you went to purchase some slave," she said.
"Because it's none of your fucking business, Clara." With a scowl in his blue eyes, Raul spat, and Clara immediately cowered away.
"I apologize, Alpha. "I apologize; I didn't mean for it to sound like this," she said, her voice suddenly seeming honey-sweet.
Raul shoved me to the maid's side, ignoring her.
"Here, get her all cleaned up and escort her to the room beside mine." "I want her clean, with every trace of other wolves eliminated from her body," he commanded. You get it?"
"Yes, Alpha." The maid observed my weakness and struggled to stay still on my feet, so she bowed nicely and gently held me to keep me standing.
"What's your name?" Clara raised an eyebrow at me and questioned.
"Henna."
"Is she a new slave?" Clara's tone softened once more when she asked Raul the question this time.
Raul's hands balled into fists, and his jaw tightened, "Yes, she is." It was evident that he disliked having too many questions posed to him.
"So that means she can serve me as well; I needed a maid anyway," she said, stepping closer to him and sliding her hand around his arm while sensually dragging her nails up towards his bicep. To conduct my routine pedicure and other things, you know, so..."
Raul interrupted Clara before she could finish her statement and threw the pocket alcohol bottle against the closest wall mirror.
"Enough!" I shook my hands violently, breathing trembled, and closed my eyes in terror as his booming voice reverberated across the room. "I have not spent two million dollars on her just for some of your fucking pedicure and stupid stuff that you can do on your own," he said. Because you are aware of the potential implications, stay in your lane.
Clara's expression was hidden by shock, and she recoiled a few paces.
"She is mine to use; I purchased her." With a death gaze on her face, he said, "Go to your fucking room now. In this present moment!" He gave an order.
She sped up the stairs without even waiting for a second, and before she could leave our sight, she gave me an odd glance that betrayed a deeper, more profound, unfathomable hatred.
Raul took a deep breath, the anger still visible on his face, and the blue veins next to his neck stood like one more piece of evidence. His quietness unnerved me.
The maid appeared to realize it was not the best idea to watch him get angry while standing there.
"Let's go," She helped me head up the stairs and out of the hall while whispering to me.
But there were blazing holes in the set of eyes that belonged to my companion.
Did not disappear in any way behind my head.
While the maid scrubbed and cleansed my body, I sat in the hot tub, unmoving and lost in a jumble of thoughts.
I realized this new mood would not continue, even though it was somewhat serene after spending so many days in that inferno. Tears welled up in my eyes again at the memory of Raul's hateful eyes for me.
"How is Clara related to the Alpha?" The only thing I had spoken up to at that point was the question. Therefore, I found myself asking it.
"Oh...she's his mistress." She responded.
He's got a mistress.
My chest was assailed by a sharp pain that knotted up in the middle and made breathing difficult.
It hurt to think that he was seeing someone else. After only a few hours of meeting my partner, he had already demonstrated uninterested in seeing my face. Therefore, I didn't even have the right to protest.
What had I done wrong for this world to be so cruel? If I had not been born with a wolf, my life would have been so much better. Perhaps Raul would not have hated me but instead adored me.
Was it my fault that the goddess made me a burden for everyone rather than making me powerful and attractive?
"Your name's Henna, right?" The maid's inquiry dispelled my fog.
I nodded and wiped away my tears swiftly. But her compassionate and understanding stare said it all-she had already recognized that I was crying.
Observe...Accepting the truth can be brutal, but I'm stating this for your benefit; the sooner you take it, the less damage it will cause." "Please be careful of him. He's lethal," she said quietly. You could be killed by a single mistake. Remember that he has no concept of mercy, so avoid doing anything that could put your life in danger."
Even though I witnessed it, it was difficult to accept that my partner was callous and savage. There was not a shred of feeling in his eyes.
"H-how many people have he killed till now?" My speech faltered.
"Countless." "But the first person he killed was his," the maid sighed.
father, eleven years old."
After hearing what she had just stated, my heart stopped.
Did he murder his father?
"Do you...do you know why he killed his father?"
No, I'm not. It seems that no one is aware of it. Most people are ignorant of Alpha Raul's history, and those aware of it avoid discussing it out of fear." She responded, "It's just like one of those secrets that have been buried in the dark, just like his curse that one knows about."
"Yeah, he is cursed." She said.
"And there's no one who knows what it is?"
"Kinda. Most people assume it's his brutal and cruel deeds that have made the goddess bestow the curse upon him, and it could be the case, but if anyone who can know about it is...Zara ."
"Who's Zara ?"
Before she could respond to my query, a maid entered the restroom in a hurry.
"Nadia, hurry up and get her ready. Alpha will arrive here at any moment." Taking one look at me, she said.
I knew Raul's coming would be nothing more than torment for me as Nadia's gaze shifted to stare at me sadly...
BLURB : He did not only loose his wife but also buried his feelings along with her. He lived his whole life in guilt for what happened and loving his daughter, the only thing left behind by his late wife. Falling in love was ruled out of his entire life but not untill he met the petite nanny, Ashley who ended up crushing down his hard walls. She became his addictions and he swore never to let her go even if it involves using his daughter as a bait. Ashley is a common girl who wants nothing more than surviving and living her ordinary life however fate had another plan for her. She found herself entangled in the lives of a rude and arrogant billionaire and his innocent daughter. It was indeed an entanglement because she had no way out.
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
Rena, forced to flee to escape a marriage to a man as old as her father, made a spontaneous decision to marry Kellan, a stranger whose skills in homemaking were only matched by his financial acumen and his gentle demeanor. As their marriage unfolded, it took on a comforting predictability, with Kellan consistently showing himself to be reliable in every emergency. This sense of security crumbled when Rena uncovered Kellan’s true identity and the hidden motives behind their union. Enraged, she initiated a divorce and disappeared. Yet, it was not long before Kellan found her once again...
This book contains hot mature scenes and languages. Read at your own risk! "Ahhh...". She threw her head back and gasped at the sudden vibrating sensation from her underwear. "What..what..what was that?" "A little toy and a bigger one playing with each other". Antonio replied and pressed the button again. Angela arched her back at the sweet torment,her fingers digging into the sheets tightly. "Stop..stop..please,this is bad,my head is spinning..i ...can't..take...it". Her mouth moved convulsively. "The setting is still low, you are already so twitchy,your body is just so ready". He replied dry, watching her face closely. "Please....". "Those faces you make...you better stop or I will get hard enough to not hold back". He replied and increased the speed. "Haaa...ahhhh..wait...stop ...please". Angela cried, her eyes bulging,as she fought with herself..her thighs vibrating too. "Seeing you cry to it is actually more interesting,I should use it often on you..,this is pretty fun". He pressed the next button. "Stop please...it keeps grinding on my..clit. so hard.I..think something's coming out...my body...ahhh..I am gonna pee..stop". "If you do that...well you will explain to the doctor and nurses, how you wetted the sheets, you can do better,just hold it in". He smirked. She rubbed her thighs together and bit hard on her lower lip,trying to hold back. "Let's take it to the next level,shall we?" She opened her eyes widely,her tongue out salivating. "No..no..please..no..more...." Suddenly she felt herself shaking convulsively. I am at my limits..this is bad..I can't let this pee out...but it's extremely hard,she thought and burst into tears. "Freckles,I will advise you to save the tears we are just warming up". He breaks into her thoughts. "I.. can't..I can't...ahh nghh!" Her eyes rolled back... Anthonio watched her intently, a cigar clamped in his teeth,a hand in his pocket and the other with the remote. He could feel himself hardened. She had that insane effect on him. "Fuck! I am hard". He cursed under his breath. Suddenly the door opened. "Grandma?" Angela gasped, tears clouded her eyes as she tried to keep her face straight and voice steady. *****ADULT CONTENT HERE* read at your own risk! "No matter the time or place,you will spread your legs for me when I say so,that's my condition,can you do that?" Angela met his eyes and swallowed convulsively. "Yes". Her voice trembled. Angela, a 24 yrs old and breadwinner of her poor class family was left with no other choice other than to say yes to Mr Antonio inorder to save her nieces. Antonio Montero of the famous Montero family! The incredibly handsome, famous idol and young billionaire also known as the sexiest man of his generation. A toxic playboy with many sex scandals. Nevertheless, Angela wasn't a fan of his looks or movie roles as most girls including her very own sister, not even in the least in love with him nor he with her. He got a death wish to grant and she, emotionally blackmailed. Most girls would die to find themselves in this situation but not Angela... One year Angela will have her simple life back. But what will she do if it becomes a life time imprisonment? There are far many secrets about the Monteros that got her entrapped.