Ella’s POVI turned to Kevin, apologizing to him with my eyes. He sighed as he ran his hand through his hair, shook his head and exhaled in frustration. Asides that, he didn't do anything else and I was relieved that he decided to trust me.He wasn't going to do anything rash regardless of what happened here. He had left control in my hands and I was immensely touched. The Kevin I knew wouldn't have done that easily. I knew it must have been a struggle for him to let go of control and cool off when he wanted to rip everyone to pieces and I appreciated that."You should understand him, my lord." I said, moving closer to him. "He feels annoyed that I'm here with you. I've been trying to tell him to move on ever since we were here. That is why I'm here.""You are?" The count asked, his voice ringing with disbelief."Of course. He had to stop clinging to the past and know that I now belonged to you."The count's chest puffed up with pride. "He should know that you are mine.""I guess it's
Ella's POVWe got back to the villa and the count insisted on walking me to my room.He pulled me against the door when we got in, his eyes simmering with annoyance."How close are you with that guy we saw earlier?""I'm not close to him." I lied. "We broke up six months ago.""Six months ago and he still looks at you that way? You broke up six months ago and he is still pursuing you? Why do I find that hard to believe? He was ready to fight me and my bodyguards for a lady he has broken up with six months ago?"He scoffed. "Do you think that is possible? Do you think I'm a fool?"I swallowed, my throat getting dry and licked my lips. "I'm telling you the truth, my lord. It's not my fault that my ex can't get over me."The Count was barely convinced. "Don't you ever meet that werewolf again. You have to behave well and not forget that you are my slave or I will have you punished."I gasped. "You know he is a werewolf?"A bitter laugh escaped his throat. "You must think that I'm a fool.
Kevin's POV "Who is the slave you want, Alpha Kevin?" I heard him the first time but decided not to reply then. I tore my eyes away from Liam and turned to him. I was in a rush to get Ella and get out of here but I wasn't going to show how desperate I was. The man seated before me showed enough desperation for the two of us. I knew he wanted the investment deal. I smiled, knowing what I had done. Of course, he would want it. It was a fat deal and I didn't think he would want to lose it. He would have to be a solid man of integrity to pass up on the deal. Shaking my head at the man before me, I doubted he had enough integrity to save himself from greed. "Ella." I said, crossing my legs over each other as I leaned back into the chair. "Ella Moore. It shouldn't be hard to find her. She is beautiful." He snorted. "All the slaves here are beautiful. That is what helps the market." I reigned in my temper, almost losing it at the way he talked, like my mate was some sort of cheap fish
Kevin's POV I checked the time as I jumped off the chair in the living room of the apartment I shared with Liam. It was three hours after I left the office of the bureau leader and he should call me by now. What was keeping him waiting? Was he working on it? I wondered if I needed to threaten him so he could work faster. Liam walked in, took a glance at me and shook his head as he settled in on the chair I had just left. "You should calm down and don't get yourself worked up." He said. I turned to him, controlling my urge to growl at him. I knew he meant well for me and was right. It wasn't his fault that Ella was abducted and that I was in a bad mood. "I hate this place." I said, going back to the chair I had left. "I want to leave as fast as I can. How can I stay here when I know my mate is somewhere here being treated as a slave?" Liam kept quiet, allowing me to vent the way I wanted. "A sex slave?" I growled. "I can't get that out of my head." The mere thought of the count
Ella's POV My bones ached. I was tired. The count had a party for his friends and I had helped all day in the kitchen, cooking with the chefs and serving with the other maids. I didn't know what he was celebrating and didn't bother to ask. It wasn't like he was going to tell me if I did. I was a slave who didn't have the right to think and ask questions. "You can all rest now." The butler said as he entered the kitchen and left. I sagged against the sink, finished with the dishes I was watching and ran to my bedroom. I needed a good scrub and then a long sleep. "Take your food, slave." The chef shouted at my retreating back. I rolled my eyes. Would it be so bad to be addressed as my name? "Yes." I said, turning back to the kitchen. "Oh! I almost forgot." She smiled at me. "Will you take the angel's food to the dungeon?" I nodded. It had been long that I saw her. "I don't mind." "You are back." She smiled as she saw me. I smiled back, glad that we had made progress. "I brough
Ella's POV "Who is that?" The count growled as he raised his head up from my neck. "It's Peter, my lord." The butler said. "The door man says you have a guest." "I'm busy." Ronald replied, looking at me with eyes shining with breath. I held my breath, hoping he would have to leave. "I told him but it seems the guest is important. He wouldn't have come up here to tell me of his presence if it wasn't important at this time of the night." Peter explained. Ronald growled, running his hand through his hair in exasperation. "Who the fuck has the wrong timing ever?" "It's the bureau leader." Peter said. I could hear the restrained chuckle in his voice. He must be amused at the count's frustration. "I will be right outside." Ronald sighed. "He is waiting for you in your study." "Leave." Ronald scowled, glaring at me like it was my fault that he had an unexpected guest. I guessed I could say it was my fault in a way. The moon goddess must have heard my prayers. "Yes, master." I said
Ella's POV Kevin was here. Kevin wanted to buy me back. Lucy, can you hear that? Yes, I can. Now answer the count before he flips out. He looks ready to kill the two of us this minute. I was too touched to respond—that must be one hell of money and he was willing to spend it to get me free—but Lucy was right. The count looked mad enough to snap my neck off in a second if I refuse to answer on time. His teeth was bared at me and he leaned forward on his chair, sucking his breath in in a hiss as he grabbed the arms of the chair so intensely that the veins on his hand flexed. They looked like they were going to pop. I shivered. A bit. I had never seen him look that way and I was afraid of him. I would have run out of the room if I wasn't a werewolf and could defend myself in a fight. He wasn't the only one who looked scary. The man with him looked amused as he stared at me and then back at the count. He didn't seem threatening but he barely put my mind at ease. "Are you fucking kid
Ella's POV"Ah!" I screamed as I felt shards of pain through my skull."How do you feel to be stabbed in the back, bitch? I guess you weren't expecting us. I thought I told you to watch your back. Did you think I was joking?"I rolled my eyes and pulled my hair from the grasp of the leader of the crazy cat ladies. It hurt like hell but I wasn't going to rub my scalp in their presence.The six of them stood, sneering at me. Their eyes had always been filled with hatred when they looked at me but now it was intense and I had no idea of what I had done to deserve the upgrade.I snorted. As if I deserved their hatred at all.I could feel my body healing itself and was grateful for that. The pain was enough to knock one out. She had a satisfied smirk on her face and I knew she had intentionally done that. She knew how strong she was and had hardened her grip."What are you doing?" I hissed at them."Oh! She talks back." Cat lady number three laughed and they all laughed among themselves.W