ASHANTI'S POV.“Feed me.” Says Alpha Reagan as he sits on the sofa across from me. My eyes widen in shock as I glare at him in disbelief.“I should feed you?”“I believe that's what I said.” He dares to look at me. I rub my hands together and clear my throat. My eyes are hovering over the many bowls
I slide down my nightdress and I'm left with just pants and a bra. I've never done a strip dance before, but I believe I know how to twist my body seductively to turn on a man.“Ashanti…” He slurs as I move my body to the rhythm of the music, deliberately grazing my palms and fingers over my breasts
ASHANTI'S POV.My eyes flutter open and I expect to see a pile of masculine flesh and muscles lying by myside, but there isn't. I listen carefully for the sound of a running shower from the nearby bathroom, but the entire room is as quiet as a grave yard. I step down from the bed to go check for mys
“Do you know for how long I've been sitting here waiting for you?” Her gaze is glued to my face and her eyes searching for what I do not know feel like razors, giving tiny, stinging cuts on every inch on my face. I wish she would look away. “It's almost twelve noon and I've been here since eight am.
ASHANTI'S POV. After the night of my deprived orgasm, I spent the next night with Alpha Reagan again, but the following night, he called in another girl and only the Moon knew how upset I was. I almost marched to his chambers to ask him what the hell he thought he was doing. He invites me over and
I love her company and I'm happy she's here with me again. “Here.” She hands me a bottle of orange juice. “I managed to sneak two of these out of the cafeteria after dinner. I already drank mine. You can have this one.” “Thank you.” I take the juice from her smiling. “That was very brave of you. I
ASHANTI'S POV. The slow and relaxing feeling is gone. The euphoria has returned with a lot of intensity. My head feels very light. I am floating on clouds. I don't even feel it when I am pushed into a soft object in a room whose dim colors I can't make out. Green, pink, blue… everything looks the
REAGAN'S POV. I am running like a madman through the hallway, in the direction of the private room Kyle directed me to. Everyone makes way for me as I run past them, probably wondering what's going on with me. Kyle's words are on replay in my mind. “There's a situation here. Ashanti is high and al