PRECIOUS I let go of my dress frustratingly, wondering what I was going to wear back to the party when the door knob turned. From the window I saw the person walk in and my jaw dropped. It's the man with the sunglasses. Even with the sunglasses I could still make out the smirk which was crawling up his lips. A soft gasp left my mouth as I watched him come closer to me, with each step he took near sprinting forth danger bells. My back hit the tiled walls and my hands fisted on the area that I held on my dress. "Hello feisty princess." He clicked his tongue out, swiping it over his lower lip. I gushed at the gesture but I didn't say a word. I suddenly felt irritation creeping up my spine when I saw him tilt his head upwards, with arousals rubbing off his body. "Go away!" I whisper-yelled, not wanting to be here with him. My mind went blank as he continued striding toward me, ignoring my words. "I'm your Alpha, and I'd appreciate a little respect from you my feisty princess.
PRECIOUS His kissing soon became extremely fierce before he finally let go of my mouth, a happy smirk gracing his lips. My breathing became hitched and I opened my mouth so that I'd not faint because of lack of air. Tiger's breath fanned my skin and my body became very hot. I wanted to grab his head and wound my hands around his neck and cover my mouth with his. I want his tongue to play tug war with mine and make me full of heat under my legs. "If you needed someone to kiss you, you know you could have called either of us." He smirked, and it immediately wiped out of his face as his expression took a drastic change. He looked hurt and I swallowed as fear washed over me. I wondered what I could have done wrong before I saw him glaring hard at someone. Then it finally registered… I gobbled loudly and his gaze flickered back to me, his left brow raising questionably. "I… it's not…" I stuttered, not knowing what to say. He might have misinterpreted the situation and I helplessl
TIGER Immediately Precious chased after Richmond, I turned my attention to the other man who wasn't supposed to be here in the first place. My gaze slid over his handsome face that made women yearn for him and the thought that maybe Precious was one of them made my tummy churn with jealousy. If not that he was Alpha, I would have taken his life by now and I bet that's why he's looking so undisturbed. "What was that for Alpha Leo?" I asked loudly, not taking my eyes off him. I noticed the corners of his face turning into a smirk and I was tempted to wipe it off from him. "What were you doing with my mate? Is that the reason you were invited here tonight?" I flared, not caring to think whether he's a fellow Alpha or not. One thing that pisses me off is the audacity he had to follow my mate to the ladies convenience and still had the guts to attempt to kiss her. The picture is one proof and although we were informed that they kissed, my brothers and I didn't believe it. If anything a
PRECIOUS "Yes, this is exactly what you should be doing princess. Wanting and screaming for more from your mate and not thinking of kissing one pathetic Alpha." A grunt left his throat, followed by a low chuckle as he took his hand out of my pussy hole, leaving me unsatisfied and hot. But I guessed this would do for tonight and maybe, this is his way of punishing me. I tried smiling but it came out rather forced and I wrapped my hands around my chest, trying to cover my breast and probably stopping them from yearning for more touch from him. "I wasn't thinking of kissing him." That was the truth though, even though I thought about how cute he looked but I definitely didn't think of kissing him except for the time when he had to come closer to me, like he was actually going to do it and that explained the picture… I looked deep into his eyes and found his stare intense, as if he was trying to read deep into my soul and I didn't mind that. I had nothing to hide and those who got
Ruby giggled, watching me for a moment before biting down on her lower lip. I watched her pucker and play with her lip like a child and I almost laughed, remembering the thought I had about playing like a child a few seconds ago. "What's wrong dear?" I walked up to her, concerned flashing across my face. I brought my left index finger to her cheek, caressing her with it until I heard her sigh softly. I gave her a slight nudge at the shoulders to encourage her but it seemed like whatever she was thinking about was too heavy and difficult for her to say. I understood that part and it wasn't as though I was in a hurry. She could take her time and I'm willing to wait. "You don't have to say you know…." I was going to say but cut me off with her words. "I have a huge crush on your mate… Damon." She said in a low tone. I didn't even know what to say or do. It was as if the clock had stopped ticking as I watched her nervous movements. She immediately grabbed my hands and brought i
PRECIOUS His dick dangled in my hand, telling me how much he wanted me as well. I started to pump him, closing the distance between us so that no one could notice what we were up to. "I think we should stop right now dear, before anyone gets an idea of what we are doing and that's if they don't already." He turned his head after his utterance, and I did as well, seeing as Duke had his gaze concentrated on us. He seemed to have a good idea of what was going on by the way his pupils darkened, showing little or no light in them. "Good thing we are. Duke seems greatly entertained." I grinned, then blew Duke a kiss. Damon was right. We needed to stop. If Duke had his eyes on us, there's no doubt that one or two others did as well. "He's our mate. Who has the right to him if not us?" Michelle rebelled. I rolled my eyes at hand, and I gave Damon's dick a final stroke before pulling my hand out. I heard him groan in dissatisfaction but I paid him no mind. He wanted me to leave him and
TIGER I noticed the sudden change that took place on her face. She looked flushed and suddenly I watched it happen. Her hands flew to her tummy with her other hand sliding to her tummy. Every other thing that was happening seemed like it was nothing. I wasn't paying Ruby attention anymore and I mouthed something that I didn't know to her, silently hoping that it would mean the right thing. Not thinking of anything, I ran after her and after a second flew by, I thought I had other footsteps after me. It could be Duke or Tiger or maybe they both. Only one thing came to mind. Pregnant. The day we had sex and I forgot to pour my sperm on the ground. She could have taken in that day and I don't know why I didn't encourage her to take some pills to wash her system. Now she could be pregnant with our child and as much as that could be good news, I knew she didn't want it. I respected her decision. Sigh, and if eventually she's pregnant for real then I'd know that it's something that
PRECIOUS I walked back into the bathroom with a heavy heart as I held onto the pregnancy test slip I had bought sometime. I wished it would be like the other time. Negative. I grabbed my hair tight in my hands as I shook my head from side to side, whispering words to myself that it wouldn't turn out to be positive. If only I knew that day that it happened, the day that Tiger and I had made love and he had spilled his sperm inside my pussy accidentally, I would have taken a pill then all these could easily have been prevented. Raising the pregnancy test slip up in front of me, that now seemed to define my fate, I wondered what it was going to result in. Red or blue. I placed the test slip on the sink and watched the reflection of myself in the mirror, seeing a black color rising to my eyes. I already looked pale and I wished I'd wake up and realize that all of these had only been but a dream. I took in some mouthful of air into my already weak lungs, before I felt like some a
"Spill," he said, sitting up on the ground as he tried to regain his strength by filling up oxygen into his already depleted body."You will promise to return every penny you and your family owe Beatrice."Lionel stared at him in a flabbergasted manner for a while. He would never have thought that he would ask him something like this. He knew refusing was going to cost him a lot, and he was no fool to bet properties to that of his sister's life or probably his too.But there’s no way he was going to fulfill that part of his promise. Even Francis was aware of this fact as well, which was why he had a backup plan."Deal," he said, getting up from the ground and extending a hand for a handshake. But Francis looked at it as though it was infected by leprosy.Biting back his words, Lionel lowered his hand to his side."Take me to where you hid my girl." Lionel heard the possessiveness in his tone and he couldn't help but wonder what sort of relationship he had with his stepsister. The thou
Lionel's body stiffened at the coldness in the voice of the stranger with his sister's phone. His hold on the phone suddenly became strong, as though he was going to smash it into little chalk flakes.He swore under his breath to deal with whoever was toying with his family. That person was causing his mom and sister to be afraid of him, and he did not like that. He was the son of a very prominent man, and he wouldn't let someone bully him just like that."Where do I find you?" He grounded out the words in anger. Anger consumed him, but he knew he needed to stay calm if he wanted to see his precious little sister again.Francis, on the other side, chuckled slightly but remained quiet for a moment. He was considering playing a little game with the family, but at the same time, he was weighing whether or not they were worth his time.He had wasted his precious little time trying to save the princess in distress, but he had not found her yet."You are wasting my time!" Lionel fired angri
Francis dragged the unconscious body of Violet out of his room and led her towards his car. He unlocked his car and laid her on the back seat before cleaning his bloodied hands on the space on her dress that was without blood.He sat behind the wheel before driving towards her residence.Flashback,After her blunt refusal to tell him where she kept Beatrice, he sliced the knife on her neck, and her blood spilled out of her, staining both herself and him before dripping on the floor.A loud yelp left her mouth when the pain shot through her spine. Her eyes trained on the floor, they widened in disbelief as she stared at her own blood flowing into a puddle on the floor.She raised her elbow and hit him, and the knife in his hand fell down, but he didn't let her take it as his hold on her body tightened. Francis pushed a finger into the hole he created on her body, and she cried out in pain.Using his left hand, he grabbed her two hands and wrung them together as his teeth clanged togeth
Silent but hot tears flowed down her face as the echo resounded in her ears. She was not ready to meet her mother any time soon, and she couldn't think of ways to get out of the dungeon she was in.Her head started hurting, and she knew it was due to the numerous times she had hit her head on the floor. Placing her hands on her head, Beatrice massaged it.There was no hope left in her. The only hope she had was taken away from her when the message she sent to Mr. Francis was deleted.Tears of sorrow poured down her face continuously, her heartbeat increasing by the minute, fear clutching her heart, and her mind flying in so many places."What do I do now? How do I get out of here?" she asked no one in particular. The only thing that met her was silence and the eeriness she felt in the godforsaken place.No one had come to see her since she was left here. She had planned on begging them again when they came to check on her, and it's been hours already since she heard that sound.The on
“Who are you and what the hell do you want from me?” she said through gritted teeth, her tone cold, which made her appear dangerous for her age. Francis tipped his head backward, his eyes appraising her from head to toe. He found her demeanor amusing, and a chuckle escaped his mouth. His continued silence in response to her questions infuriated her, and she clenched her fists as her chest heaved up and down. “Why are you laughing? Do I look funny to you?” Violet snapped. She walked up to him, standing just a few feet away, her eyes boring into his, and she stomped her foot impatiently. “I demand answers!” Francis's chuckle intensified. “You really are a funny, dumb girl. I can see that.” His expression changed abruptly from a smile to a hardened glare, his jaw grinding. He reached out and grabbed her by the hair, causing her face to contort in pain, a hurt whimper escaping her lips. Violet winced as he continued to yank her hair as if pulling out a weed from the soil. “What the
It was then that she heard hushed voices that she instantly recognized as belonging to her stepmother and two sisters. Sweat poured down her body, sticking her to the light material she was wearing when something caught her ears. “So you are saying that you killed that witch mom?” A hushed, happy voice of a girl rang out, and Beatrice, who recognized it as Chloe's, shuddered again. Her heart was beating wildly, and she covered her mouth with her hand to stop herself from screaming, thereby alerting them that someone was around. Tears poured out of her eyes, but she blinked them away and walked closer to the door, her body shaking uncontrollably. Beatrice took out her mobile phone from her bag, immediately put it on record, and held it closer to the door. “Yes, I killed the bitch, and I'm happy that I took the initiative to do that,” Beatrice's stepmother said in a proud tone, making Beatrice feel like slapping her from where she stood. “I would have loved it more if you had killed
Beatrice parked her car in front of the mansion she had always seen as a home before her stepmother and her three children changed things for her. She took a deep breath and moved a finger to her forehead before massaging it with a frown on her face. This was the first time she was returning home after being kicked out, and it was all due to Duke, the guy she met some time ago at the Wild Night club when she had gone there to distract herself from her problems, and she was glad she did. Taking her cellphone out of the miniature bag she carried, she dialed the number of the man who was helping her regain her parents' properties. "Good morning, sir. I'm at the residence right now. I just wanted to let you know I will be inside the building in a few minutes." Her voice sounded crisp, yet she tried hard to collect herself. "Alright, but please record every conversation for me. It will be required in court," Mr. Francis, the man Duke introduced to her to help her get back all her rights
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PRECIOUS Duke covered my eyes with his hands, gently leading me to god knows where. Inhaling and exhaling divine air, I swallowed back my question, which I had asked for the hundredth times already. He was hell bent on not telling me or giving me as much of a hint of where he was taking me to. I could hear Richmond's chuckles behind us, but I said nothing and let Duke take me where he wanted. After all, I trusted him well enough to know this wasn't a small surprise. “Be careful of my old feet, honey.” I whispered, pulling my lower lip in between my mouth. “Not too old for my hands not to be able to massage them, prishy baby.” A tint of color made its way to my face, and I thanked the goddess that they were behind me, or else I would be teased until tomorrow. I still don't understand how I can still blush around them. It's been fifteen years already, yet I have not outgrown this attraction between us. Sparks still fly whenever we touch, and not a day passes without me thanking t