Confessions of the Alphas

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ar Manhattan, I make it a point to go, check the artw

nter uses, the use of colors and how they blend in wi

and women wearing weird clothing, oh yes. I collect them all. They always reach out to a part of my soul th

stes after all. But deep inside me, I knew there was always something

closed by the bank for bankruptcy. The different antique displays were sprea

tain range with its slopes covered in autumn trees. In the center of this mountain range, just nestled on top the hill, was a silver castle. The details were e

count considering the painting had smudges on the edges due to its aged state. I was kind enough to re

ou always, " she said wi

ers never really thinking

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es: behemoths in the sky, beautiful mermaids swimming in the ocean, and f

beckoning me, wanting me to go there. I woke up in the middle of

n eye, I was sent to a bed chamber. The sheets were covered with an embroidery of an insignia: a profile of what looked li

It was a man and from the looks of it, the king of the castle

't the only thing th

saying hi to me. It was located down south. Really, really d

ist, wrapping securely that body part

when he decided to start pumping his hand and groane

, two, three. But I knew I was fooling myself. I felt wet, hot and bothered

me inside my bed, lying like a log, unmoving, yet inside my head, I heard an ethere

ew, I was waking up inside that castle's maje