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Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Thirty-Two (Tagon’s POV) The moonlight made her skin glow brighter and the flimsy silky gown she wore accentuated her body shape leaving nothing to the imagination as her hard big nipples could be seen miles afar. Her hair bounced in a short bob and her back pressed to the door as her eyes glimmered with passion- and lust in the dimly lit room. “Rosalia,” She swayed her lips sexily, playing with the ropes of her gown while rolling her hips to a non playing rhythm. She flipped her hair and ran a finger into her strands making it a sexy mess. Her fingers moved to the ropes of her garments and in slow progression pulled them off her naked body and stepped out of it catching my gaze in hers with a smile as my eyes traveled the ridges of her chest, her round puckered tips the valley between her thighs, and the smell of her arousal. Her fingers drew a long line from her chest down to her womanl
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Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Thirty Three (Brief Rosalia’s Pov) He has no idea what my level of love can do. He thinks I don’t know what his mind is running off to tell me. He assumes my loyalty to him can’t also be an arsenal to me. He feels his burning desire for her isn’t setting me on fire. He’s keeping up an act, so I’ll do the same. I’ll act so good and vulnerable and he’ll least suspect it when my arrows come flying. I’ll do whatever it means to keep him, play the low card and definitely get my only obstacle to my future, and dreams out of the way. Sheila is living on borrowed time. I can’t wait till she breathes her last and is gone for good. Forever! All my life no man has ever made me feel weak, strong and happy like the way Tagon makes me. My body, soul and spirit is his to take and we are moulded for each other if only he can realize and see for himself. I don’t know what she must have done in
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Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Thirty-Five (Sheila’s POV) “Mother, why is our life so hard?” “Because we are at the bottom but you see my child the greatest people aren’t those who find life easy the greatest are those who overcome challenges and step to the top. So you see we may not be at the bottom forever.” She smiled, comforting my little heart. And those words stuck. Those were the words I asked my mother as a young six year old child new to the world I was born into and the reply of my mother's response. For the coming days I’ve been watched like a hawk, my tasks multiplied and my food meagerly portioned. Santiago has made it his mission to make me crumble at any point he gets the chance if he doesn’t scream down the roof on me wasting time, he knocks off my food and makes sure I get nothing to eat after working so hard on an empty stomach but so I retire for the nights with a growling stomach. Few times I’ve been smart
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Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Thirty-Six Tagon’s POV The tears burned her vision. The little trepidation switch her body rocked to. Her surprise. “You remember? How did you find it?” Her lips quivering as a pool of tears settled in her vision. Tears rolled down her eyes flowing to her cheeks. “Like the years never happened. I thought about you everyday keeping sane with the shawl. The testament you weren’t a figment of my imagination. That I wasn’t crazy in looking for you, that you were real- that what we shared was real. It fueled the desire to find you and even if it means finding you till I breathed my last.” Shocked. “You could have anyone, why me? What is it about a lowly slave girl?” Her eyes mirrored pain, confusion and shiny glint of light. The first time since her re-emergence I have seen the sparkle in them. What is it that she doesn’t understand or fail to realize? Has it ever occurred to her that there was competi
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Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Thirty-Nine Unknown POV The chirping of the beds permeated the deep forest air, slow burbs of insects followed by the deep darkness the night resembles. The cabin is hidden by the thick canopy of gigantic trees and thick fogs and vast green vegetation. A bulky form laid on a wooden dark bed made of straws the body covered in thick woolen blanket covering the legs and hands except for the head which the darkness of the night hid possessively dipped to the side by the cotton pillow. An unusual feeling creeped into the tiny fabric of my skin, a cold jotting feeling. My hands wiped at the sleep at the corners of my eyes drawing me into bed, but the obscure feeling had my eyes ready, and vigilant on who the intruder might be? An eerie silence fell, followed by a squished sound of something melting meters away from the cabin. “What is happening?” Is she here? My Sheila, My child of light. A t
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