Prologue

She scurried under her bed, trying her possible best to still her laboured breathing. The door opened and she felt a pit in the depth of her tummy. She wanted to sink into that pit and never come out.

"We've gone over this a thousand times, don't you think?" His voice was a terror to her and she tried not to tremble.

"Bai.....ley".

She hated when he called her name like that. He knelt and looked under the bed. Their eyes locked and she froze.

"Found ya". His eyes glimmered with excitement.

"No". She shook her head slowly and fearfully as he dragged her out.

"Please let me go". She begged tearfully.

"Ahn ahn. Not until you've satisfied me Bailey. It's your job. You can't be fed and housed by my parents and you do nothing in return. Don't you think one good turn deserves another?" He threw her on the bed and was on her the next minute.

"Please". He was thrusting into her, fast, painfully and without remorse.

***

"Hi Bailey doll".

"Casey. Can you ever have a better intro or are you addicted to being dramatic?"

She applied finishing touches to her make up while Casey held her by the shoulder, peeking her face from her kneck.

"It's your big night". Bailey smirked.

"All nights are the same Casey. I've become used to it. The men will be trooping in in their numbers and I'm spending the night with the highest bidder". She shrugged and got off the high stool.

"You make it sound like it's such a bad thing". Casey said, sticking her tongue out at the side of her mouth while watching Bailey prepare.

"What did you really come in here for Casey. Cause you obviously didn't come to help me get prepared. As you can see, I'm done with my makeup and I'm definitely not a child that needs to be worn her clothes". Bailey smirked, swinging her waist in a seductive way in front of the mirror.

She had gotten used to this life. She had embraced it. Her past had been a stepping stone.

"Well I came because I heard a gossip that's trending all over the house".

"I don't listen to gossips Casey. You know it".

"Well then you gotta listen to this one. A lot of things that'll interest you". She rolled her gum, cat walking to the mirror and spraying some of Bailey's body spray on her neck.

"Drop my body spray Casey. I should ban you from coming inside my room. If you wanna share a gossip, share it and go. Leave my body spray. Thank you".

Casey chuckled.

"You're doing all these because you're the only one with special privileges and a special room". Casey wasn't jealous. In fact she had never been happier. Bailey was always her escape route from the other bitches.

"Some bad things could be a blessing though".

Ever since one of the other dolls had tried to kill Bailey in her sleep just because Bailey was every man's favorite, Maggie, the owner of the doll house, had decided to give Bailey her own special room.

"So what's this gossip I need to hear".

"Oooh ooh. Finally!"

Bailey rolled her eyes at Casey's dramatic attitude.

"Well. I heard that the great, feared, mighty, Mafia Alpha will be here tonight". Bailey raised an eyebrow. She didn't even know who that was.

"Alpha Ales........"

"Casey. It's time to get on stage with the others. Bailey you're up next". Maggie barged in before Casey could finish.

"Just a minute ma'am". Casey was looking for just a second to finish the gist she had started. Gossiping was highly prohibited and she couldn't do it in front of the owner of the house.

"Now Casey". Casey walked out dejectedly while Bailey was left to wonder who Casey wanted to talk to her about.

"Bailey. You're up soon. Very soon. So stop sulking and finish dressing. You have men to dazzle and money to fetch me".

Bailey sighed the minute Maggie was gone and she finished dressing up.

She picked up her locket on the dressing table and caressed the place her name was engraved. She placed it inside her drawer and walked out. It was nearly time for her to be on stage and she was feeling really anxious about it.

No matter how much she tried hard to fight it, deep down in her heart, she knew tonight was not like every other night. Tonight was different. Something would happen and it'll change her life forever!

***

Alpha Alessandro

He was gonna have her tonight. The much talked about doll. After his return from America on business, he had heard whispers amongst his thugs about a specific doll who had every man in the city begging to sleep with her.

"Let's see. When I'm done with her, she'll be the one begging to sleep with me". He had informed his personal assistant.

He parked his Lambo and stepped down. The first thing that hit him was a smell like that of rose petals and moonlight. He hadn't perceived a scent like this one before but he knew that whenever scents stood out like this, it meant just one thing.

M........

He refused to believe it. She couldn't be in a place like this. Well who was he to judge when he wasn't good? Even if she was one of them, he didn't even deserve her. He didn't deserve a m........

A man such like him. Cold with a heart void and emotionless. He didn't deserve such a person. He was a demon with a past as hideous as a masquerade. Who was he kidding? His present was worse than his past cause he hadn't change, he only upgraded to a worse person. Bad people like him didn't deserve a sweet experience as having a m.........

He had been raised with the mind set that only he mattered. Trained to believe he was alone. He didn't need anybody or anything in the world. He was fine all on his own. The only one he wanted had somehow slipped out of his grasp and now he was alone. Alone he will be. He didn't need a m.......

So as he approached the door and he heard the excited shouts of men get louder, he knew what he had come for had been brought to the stage. What he didn't know was that he was going to be getting something different from his expectations. A m........

As he drew closer to the door, the scent got harder and so was his resolve that he didn't need a m........

It was though the door opened on its own. He stood transfixed, watching the perfect work of creation on the stage. She was worth the hype. There was something else about her. She began sniffing the air as she stopped dancing.

No. No. He didn't deserve. He didn't need a m......

Her head turned slowly.

He could do it all on his own. He didn't need a m........

Their eyes met.

MATE.