Chapter 4

Alpha Alessandro's POV

I thought hard and swirled from side to side on my executive chair. No one, I mean no one could know I had found my mate. They could think of her as my mistress but just not my mate. I couldn't even be caught showing the slightest emotion for her. The minute anyone knew, they would use her against me. That was exactly how the Mafia world was.

I smelled her before I could even see her so I didn't hesitate to approve her come in the minute the knock sounded.

She walked in and the minute I saw her, my mind burst into flames. In the middle of my dark room, she stood wearing a blazing red. This girl was looking for danger and she was going to find it!

I let my eyes rake all over her as she examined the room before looking back at me. My groins were already tightening. I wanted to strip her of the little clothing she wore and take her in every position but I had to maintain my steeze and composure. I couldn't let her know how badly I wanted her right now.

"Strip!" 

My voice came out cold and not husky like it should have. Perfect!

"What?" She was dumbfounded and for some reason, her confused look made her more beautiful.

"You heard me doll. I said strip".

At the word 'doll', I saw her inhale sharply. She was hurt. Good. I would do everything possible to make sure she doesn't love me.

"I'm not a d....." She paused.

"You're not a doll you mean to say? But I do believe I bought you from a dollhouse and when I saw you, you were shaking your ass and waist, half naked in front of hundreds of men. So do what you are meant to do". My voice was icy, freezing even me. Her face held a shocked expression.

"When are you going to cut the attitude and admit the fact that we're mates cause I know too damn well that you felt the mate bond like I did?"

She was angry. Well fine! I was angrier. The word 'mate' just seemed to tick me off. I didn't want to hear it cause I knew I could never have her. You can't eat your cake and have it. That was the problem here. My life posed a danger to her and I'd rather keep her distant and save her life than claim her as mine and risk her life in the process.

"When would you wake up from your imagination and accept the reality that you're nothing but a doll to me! That's what I bought you for! I bought you, I own you! So you might as well shove your stubbornness up your ass and adhere to my instructions!" I slammed my fist on the table and she flinched.

Her face was a whirlwind of emotions and then out of the blues, she smiled. It was so sudden that I almost freaked out.

"What?" I asked, confused.

She cat walked slowly towards my desk. The smile never for once leaving her face. She got rid of the scarf around her waist on her slow torturous walk towards my desk. She hopped on my desk and leaned towards me, giving me a perfect view of the moulds of inked flesh held firm by the bra she wore. I wondered why she had so many tattoos on her body. It covered a huge part of her face as well as other parts of her body but that shouldn't concern me right? The deal is to not feel anything for her.

"What are you doing?" I half whispered. She had knocked the air out of my lungs.

"Being your doll". She slurred and grabbed me by my collar, pulling me close to her and slamming her lips on mine.

For someone that wasn't a cake or lollipop, she tasted really sweet. Her fingers professionally did away with my buttons and soon, my shirt was gone. From the look of it, she liked being in charge. Well so do I. But I was curious to know what she planned on doing so I gave her all the time in the world.

She broke the kiss. Still staring at me with a smile, she unhooked her bra and threw it to the side of the room. Somehow, she skillfully maneuvered her way from the top of my desk to my lap.

"Bailey". I tried to put as much strength into my voice as I could muster.

"Yes Alpha". She was twirling her nipples and giving out soft moans.

Damn this girl!

"Bailey get off me". She pouted.

"But you said I should be your doll Alpha". Her voice was alluring, seductive.

"Get off me Bailey. I only said to strip".

She hung her head low and climbed off. I took that second to catch my breath and compose myself to avoid showing too much emotions. But before I knew it, she was on her knees and unbuckling my belt.

"You love being in control? Well I do too". She pulled out my belt and I stared at her wordlessly.

"Precious. Oh precious!" She was rubbing her nose on my crotch that was already hard underneath my trouser.

"I see how bad you want me Alpha". She stared at me with those doll eyes. I scoffed.

"Don't flatter yourself". I looked away.

Before I knew it, her teeth was on me, pulling down my zipper and skillfully, she pulled out my cock.

"Damn! I know you're big but I could suck big guys like a lollipop". My chest constricted.

Did she have to mention her past escapades? For some reason this got me upset. I should have known better. She's a doll after all.

Then she took me in her mouth and all my composure reduced to nothing. This girl had the grace of a goddess. Damn!

Then she stood up, backed me, shifted her panties to the side with her left hand and with her right, she grabbed my cock and rubbed it on her cunt.

Fuck! I would give anything to be inside her right now.

Then she took me in. Tips first. It took a lot of willpower in me to stop myself from thrusting into her. She wanted control, I'll give it to her.

Then she pulled me out. Wait! What?

And she pushed back in, making the sexiest moan I've ever heard. She glided, right down to the middle. For a doll, she was tight. Or maybe, I was large.

Then she did the unexpected. She got off me, rounded the table and picked her bra up, putting it back on.

"What are you doing?" I was forced to ask. My voice came out husky. Fuck!

"Leaving. You said you don't want me". She shrugged and picked up her scarf from the ground.

Oh fuck!

I was behind her before she could grab the door handle. I swept her off her feet and dumped her on the huge bed. I was on top of her in a second.

"I bought you for my pleasure. Not yours. And you're gonna do as I say". I warned sternly.

Hooking my elongated canines on the waistband of her thongs, I ripped it apart.