Isabella’s POV.
Disapproval quickly flushed out the smile from his face when he heard that. I could see vividly that he wasn't happy at the statement and unlike him he didn't try to argue or aggressively shut them off, it was almost like he was afraid of them. Throughout my stay with him I've never seen him submit to a client before, but I wouldn't blame him though, these three men didn't look like they were giving him any option or room to divulge how he felt at all. “She is indebted to me at the moment, I can't let her go just like that..my lords, if you so desire I'll give you another better than her,” Alpha Cyrus replied with a pinch of helplessness in his tone as he tried to reason with them. “Let's not prolong this discussion any further. How much is the debt… we'll pay and because we're generous we will double the price” Hickel spoke out with irritation lingering in his tongue. That was already enough to satisfy his avarice and as I thought he agreed without further questions. He smiled and looked at me like he could hug the life out of me, I quickly took my eyes off him and stared at the backs of the three hot men that made my wolf scream in excitement. “Hey..get ready, you heard them right? you belong to them so dress up, fix yourself up and hurry up you'll leave with them.” Alpha Cyrus said as he interrupted my thoughts, glad he did because thinking about the foursome already had me wet. I've never truly been so happy since I was born. Only the thought of finally leaving that hellhole was already exciting and I couldn't wait to leave. With overflowing excitement, I searched through my closet for a nice dress and packed up a few nice clothes with the intention of not looking ugly or suffered in front of my mates. I sincerely considered saying a few words to that scumbag Vera but I would rather leave there on a clean slate. Walking out of the building felt like a walk into a new beginning. “But what if I'm just entering into another hellhole and I'm going to suffer even more” sudden negativity creeped in my head, I decided not to over think and just see where all these takes me. It was finally time to leave and for some reason we rode in different cars. I was ushered into one of the cars and I saw Hendrick, how could I forget his name. He seemed rather grumpy and didn't speak to me or even look at me, he seemed rather interested in whatever it was he was on his phone. I had a ton of questions that needed wondering in my head and I needed answers. Hendrick didn't seem too interested in a conversation so I just stayed quiet and stared at the window, hoping that when we finally reach our destination I'll get all the answers I'm looking for. In a journey that seemed like forever to complete we finally reached a really big mansion, the most magnificent mansion I've ever seen. The car came to a stop at the garage and as soon as I came out I could smell luxury and comfort. “Are you just going to stand there or you'll come inside ?” Hendrick said and walked into the house. I wanted to give him a piece of my mind because he didn't talk to me or look at me throughout the ride and now he's being rude? …But then shut my mouth and followed him. Hikel and Hans followed and came behind us as they also entered the house. They both disappeared into different rooms and Hendrick that was apparently supposed to lead the way left me in the hallway without any instruction, I stood there like a looking lost then I heard a very sweet voice, “Hi Isabella, please come with me I'll show you to your room” I turned back to see an old woman smiling at me. I walked gently with her and I was brought to a very big room. When she opened the door I almost let out a gasp because the room was so big. I genuinely thought I would be sharing the room with ten others because it was so big. When the lady told me I'll be staying there alone I was surprised and happy. She asked if I wanted anything, but to be very honest I just needed to be alone to absorb this new experience. So she left, immediately after that a doctor arrived I could tell because he carried a stethoscope around his neck. “How are you feeling today?” He asked.. “Great I guess” I replied smiling. “Good, I'll run some tests and give you some supplements.” as he writes down a prescription and leaves. I laid on my bed thinking of the next course of action because those three Alpha's haven't returned ever since I got here. I heard a knock at the door, I thought it was one of them at least but I was disappointed when I saw a maid coming in with a food tray and brand new clothes. “Thank you” I said to her as she laid them on my bed. She nodded and headed for the door. “Excuse me…” I halted to her as she turned around to face me “how can I help you ma'am?” She said with a smile . “I'm good..thank you, but ermm.. do you perhaps know when they'll visit me ?” I asked, hoping for a positive reply. “Oh, I'm sorry I don't know anything about that..but we've been instructed to take care of you ma'am” she assured me . “Oh thank you”. I ate my food and freshened up. Sitting there on my bed hoping for the best. I wasn't depressed, I was indeed grateful at least I'm not a sex worker and I'm no longer at the mercy of my wicked aunt. It was my third day in this house and I still haven't seen or spoken to any of my mates. “why would they bring me here and avoid me it's not making sense” I thought to myself as I laid on my bed. It's been three days and I've been living in the same circle. I wake up, eat, sleep, eat, and watch tv. I decided to leave the room to get some fresh air of possibly find someone to talk to.Isabella’s povShe grabbed me by the hair, her eyes filled with resentments before she spat into my face and shoved my head down the wooden cabin floor.My face was bruised and bleeding and I could hear her mumbling before she flung a piece of rag at me. Looking up to meet her gaze, two consecutive slaps landed on my cheeks, dulling my sight for a few minutes.“How dare you spill water on the floor?!” She yelled while I fought back tears from the stinging slap.Her hands shook beside her and I could tell she had much to say. She never really liked me to begin with, my aunt never liked me.Aunt Linda, as I used to call her, was my mother’s sister. She was yet to be married and while she loved my mother, she always despised me as she accused me of being the death of her.My mother had died, giving birth to me, and after being out in the care of my aunt, my father left and never returned. I never knew or will ever know what he looks like. There was not a single photograph of him, to reme
With the sheets modestly covering my chest, I gazed at my discarded lacy underwear strewn across the floor. Clutching the sheets tightly, I absorbed the early morning sunlight filtering through the curtain blinds.“Here,” a masculine voice shattered the silence, compelling me to look at a man dressing in shorts, a selfsatisfied smile on his face. He gestured toward a wad of cash on the bed. In his late thirties, his lustful gaze left me silently cursing.“That’s your tip,” he added. Approaching, I reached out to take it, but he halted my hand just an inch away. “What’s your name?” he inquired, and I swallowed nervously.“I’m not permitted to say,” I replied. His grip on my hand tightened, a frown settling on his face. Despite my wince of pain, he paid no heed, his hold growing even tighter.“Now, that’s not how to treat a regular customer.” He replied while forcing a smile. “Do you want me to tell the Alpha how rude you are?” he asked and I swallowed as I shook my head.“No, please.”
The blaring music from the speakers resonated through the air, each passing minute causing my heart to ache. My palms grew sweaty, and the daunting stare from Vera intensified my apprehension. She chewed gum, her eyes fixated on me through the slits of the black mask she wore. The gaze lingered only briefly before she looked away.Clad in red G-strings, revealing body suits, stockings, and heels, we awaited the arrival of the guests. The distant sounds of whistling and cheers indicated their presence. A feeling in the pit of my stomach hinted that tonight might be different from the rest. Nevertheless, I took a deep breath, reassuring myself that everything would be alright.But how could anything be more different than this? There were moments when I wished for rescue, but in the end, they remained mere delusions. The harsh reality persisted—I was destined to be the Alpha’s whore, with no escape in sight.From the corner of my eyes, I spotted Vera approaching, and my heart raced even
The room seemed to spin and close in on me as I stood rooted to the spot, my eyes locked with theirs. Up close, they were even more handsome than they appeared at the club. My breath hitched, and I felt my knees buckle. The sensation of attraction returned, and I gulped while maintaining eye contact.“Take off your mask, Isabelle,” the dark-haired one spoke, his eyes squinting at me, triggering a peculiar feeling in my stomach. Yet, I was surprised—surprised that he knew my name. I wondered if they all did because Alpha Cyrus had given us instructions not to reveal our names to his clients.“How did you…”“You are our mate… We had to find out about you,” another replied, cutting me off guard. Then it clicked. Everything fell into place, and suddenly it all made sense.The feelings I experienced when we first locked gazes back at the club, the sexual urge and attraction that pulled me towards them—now it all made sense. These handsome men were my mates!For a while, I remained silent,
Isabella’s POV. Disapproval quickly flushed out the smile from his face when he heard that. I could see vividly that he wasn't happy at the statement and unlike him he didn't try to argue or aggressively shut them off, it was almost like he was afraid of them.Throughout my stay with him I've never seen him submit to a client before, but I wouldn't blame him though, these three men didn't look like they were giving him any option or room to divulge how he felt at all.“She is indebted to me at the moment, I can't let her go just like that..my lords, if you so desire I'll give you another better than her,” Alpha Cyrus replied with a pinch of helplessness in his tone as he tried to reason with them.“Let's not prolong this discussion any further. How much is the debt… we'll pay and because we're generous we will double the price” Hickel spoke out with irritation lingering in his tongue.That was already enough to satisfy his avarice and as I thought he agreed without further questions.
The room seemed to spin and close in on me as I stood rooted to the spot, my eyes locked with theirs. Up close, they were even more handsome than they appeared at the club. My breath hitched, and I felt my knees buckle. The sensation of attraction returned, and I gulped while maintaining eye contact.“Take off your mask, Isabelle,” the dark-haired one spoke, his eyes squinting at me, triggering a peculiar feeling in my stomach. Yet, I was surprised—surprised that he knew my name. I wondered if they all did because Alpha Cyrus had given us instructions not to reveal our names to his clients.“How did you…”“You are our mate… We had to find out about you,” another replied, cutting me off guard. Then it clicked. Everything fell into place, and suddenly it all made sense.The feelings I experienced when we first locked gazes back at the club, the sexual urge and attraction that pulled me towards them—now it all made sense. These handsome men were my mates!For a while, I remained silent,
The blaring music from the speakers resonated through the air, each passing minute causing my heart to ache. My palms grew sweaty, and the daunting stare from Vera intensified my apprehension. She chewed gum, her eyes fixated on me through the slits of the black mask she wore. The gaze lingered only briefly before she looked away.Clad in red G-strings, revealing body suits, stockings, and heels, we awaited the arrival of the guests. The distant sounds of whistling and cheers indicated their presence. A feeling in the pit of my stomach hinted that tonight might be different from the rest. Nevertheless, I took a deep breath, reassuring myself that everything would be alright.But how could anything be more different than this? There were moments when I wished for rescue, but in the end, they remained mere delusions. The harsh reality persisted—I was destined to be the Alpha’s whore, with no escape in sight.From the corner of my eyes, I spotted Vera approaching, and my heart raced even
With the sheets modestly covering my chest, I gazed at my discarded lacy underwear strewn across the floor. Clutching the sheets tightly, I absorbed the early morning sunlight filtering through the curtain blinds.“Here,” a masculine voice shattered the silence, compelling me to look at a man dressing in shorts, a selfsatisfied smile on his face. He gestured toward a wad of cash on the bed. In his late thirties, his lustful gaze left me silently cursing.“That’s your tip,” he added. Approaching, I reached out to take it, but he halted my hand just an inch away. “What’s your name?” he inquired, and I swallowed nervously.“I’m not permitted to say,” I replied. His grip on my hand tightened, a frown settling on his face. Despite my wince of pain, he paid no heed, his hold growing even tighter.“Now, that’s not how to treat a regular customer.” He replied while forcing a smile. “Do you want me to tell the Alpha how rude you are?” he asked and I swallowed as I shook my head.“No, please.”
Isabella’s povShe grabbed me by the hair, her eyes filled with resentments before she spat into my face and shoved my head down the wooden cabin floor.My face was bruised and bleeding and I could hear her mumbling before she flung a piece of rag at me. Looking up to meet her gaze, two consecutive slaps landed on my cheeks, dulling my sight for a few minutes.“How dare you spill water on the floor?!” She yelled while I fought back tears from the stinging slap.Her hands shook beside her and I could tell she had much to say. She never really liked me to begin with, my aunt never liked me.Aunt Linda, as I used to call her, was my mother’s sister. She was yet to be married and while she loved my mother, she always despised me as she accused me of being the death of her.My mother had died, giving birth to me, and after being out in the care of my aunt, my father left and never returned. I never knew or will ever know what he looks like. There was not a single photograph of him, to reme