27. A Wish From The Pervert

Chapter Twenty Seven

Alpha Aiden

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”

My bare bruised hands kept punching hard at the black 100lb punch bag till it tore into pieces releasing a mass grain of sands and rags before I moved to punching the fifth bag this morning.

“Get me more bottles!” I shouted at one of the soldiers smashing the empty bottle in my hands before cleaning off the sweat on my forehead.

Right after I dealth with Nina and her brother, went over to the masquerade ball to give the closing remark before sending everyone parking out too early, even before the food and the best wine from my finery got served.

I didn’t sleep or had any time for myself for the past 48 hours straight. I had to present the head of the soldier who dared to lay my hands to the President and his cabinet according to thier demands before we could carry on with the state security meeting.

Wouldn’t say it was a successful meeting with the President because it was rushed , every soul on the private Island was tensed ,