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I expect all eyes would be on us, but not for this reason. I want everyone to look at me with respect and pride as the future Main Alpha’s bride. Instead, everyone stares at me with either mockery or pity as the future Main Alpha’s rejected mate. As the term ‘rejected mate’ roars in my head, a rage of anger continues to boil in my chest. It’s so strong that I’m unable to stop it from exploding. “What’s wrong with you?!” My voice rumbles off the entire garden. It silences all except the dangerously irregular beats of my heart. Humiliation, amplified by anger, suffocates me. I gasp, trying my best to mitigate the undesirable heat in my body. Thankfully, the more I glare at Alpha Allen, the more I realize one thing that I didn’t earlier - lingering behind his brown eyes is regret. My glare loosens up and so do my clenched fists. I can’t be wrong about that. But,... what is he regretting about? For making me believe that he loves me? Or for waiting today just to reject me in front
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 3: Refusing To Backdown
I shift my weight as fear flails through me. Die? What does he mean? Is he gonna kill me if I fail or is the mission so dangerous that I could just die if I fail? Which is it? My confusion probably fidgets all over my tight face that turning it into words is needless. “Mind sitting with me coz the details of your mission are quite long,” Alpha Primo says, jerking his head towards the front bench beside us. I hesitate, considering that my life is on the line for whatever this mission is, and I’m not ready to die. I’m too young. I have so much more to do and to experience. I wanna tell him that he doesn’t need to make an effort explaining everything to me coz I won’t accept his ultimatum. However, when he takes a seat, an unknown force pushes me to also sit at a few inches beside him. A small voice inside me says to give his ultimatum a chance. So, with sagged shoulders and eyelids, I listen. “About two months ago, there were humans who managed to get a hold of some pieces o
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 4: Submission
My clothes and other needed things are packed and ready. I swing my bag to my back, sidle my way through the hallway, then stop at my parents’ bedroom door. I wanna see their faces before I go, but my hand twitches before it can even nudge the doorknob. If I enter their room, they will question why I’m wearing a coat and a pair of boots with a bag on my back in the middle of the night. And if they’re asleep, I may wake them up. I don’t have the heart to tell them what Alpha Allen and I are planning to do. It’ll hurt them and I don’t wanna witness that pain. I’m sure they’ll understand why. And I’m sure they’ll forgive me. They’ll support me, like they always do. My desire to see my parents for probably the last time surrenders against my wimpiness. I move away from their shut bedroom door and head down the stairs. Then, I tread out of our house with both the guilt of not saying goodbye to my parents and the determination to start a better life with Alpha Allen hovering all over me.
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 5: The Time Has Come
Sleepless hours pass and I’m still wearing the same coat, the same boots and the same bag. Though my eyes don't depart from the sky through my bedroom’s window, they fail to quickly notice the transition of the sinking moon to the rising sun. I’m only able to realize it when the roaring silence is soon grazed off by knocks on my bedroom door. Can I do it? Can I survive this deadly mission? I lift myself out of the chair without coming up with a clear answer. As soon as I thrust my legs forward, the heaviness I feel inside hampers me from moving any faster. Not only that, when I’m already standing next to the door, I stare at it while mustering all of my courage to take another move. It takes several seconds, a minute or two maybe, before my hand reluctantly reaches and twists the doorknob. Mama, whose eyes are probably more swollen than mine, forces a fake smile. I try to do the same, but fail. Her voice quavers as she whispers, “They’re here.” The majority of my strength ha
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My brow knits as confusion pelts me. Entertainer? What kind of entertainment does this guy want? For a few seconds, he’s quiet. He's only giving me nothing but his widening cocky smirk. “We’re not on the same boat here. I don’t have any talent to entertain you. I’m here to apply as Mr. Alessandro Ocampo’s maid.” “Dad isn’t here. I am. He wouldn’t mind if I’ll hire you in his stead.” My knitted brow deepens and I don’t make any effort to conceal my bafflement. It works. This time, he doesn’t give silence a chance to unfurl. He says, “You look great. You’re my type.” My eyes widen and my chest thuds when bafflement is shoved aside by panic. Now I get it. An ‘entertainer’ to him is a s.ex slave. “Mr. Davide,” I say, trying my best to lull my growing undesirable emotion. “I don’t want the job you’re offering me. If your father isn’t available to speak with, I’ll come back some other day.” “I don’t think you understand our family culture here,” he says. “We can turn our employe
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DAVIDE’S POV: The taste of Mackenzie’s skin dries my throat, provoking me to quaff her more. Her soft moans fill my senses, urging me to bang her right here, right now. I lay the upper half of her body down on my desk while dangle her lower half on my hips. Then, I start unbuttoning her coat. She doesn’t protest - exactly how every woman reacts under my touch. Once her coat is tossed to the carpet, I take off her tight-fit shirt, almost ripping it off her body. And when she has nothing, but her u.derwear, my c.ock throbs in excitement. I smirk at her astonishingly provocative sight. My triumphant eyes wander around her well-carved figure, then at her beautiful face. I really am great at choosing my entertainer. This new one will surely satisfy me. My fingers start working on her bra. In just a second, her rosy, swollen n.ipples got exposed, making my c.ock grow even harder. My skillful hands savagely massage her b.reasts, earning pleasure-filled moans from her. I tease her n.ipples
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