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The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 34: Nice maid
Alora’s POVI curl up tightly on the armchair, my hands clenched into fists as I seethe with anger. The second the door closes behind Rune, my body trembles, not just from rage but from the unbearable frustration he's left me with. My core is tight, wound up with tension that has nowhere to go, aching with a desperate need that I can't ignore no matter how hard I try.Every nerve in my body feels like it's on fire, pulsing with the lingering traces of the pleasure Rune cruelly denied me. I can’t believe how desperate I am. I’ve never been like this before, never felt this insatiable craving that now courses through my veins. It’s like the pregnancy has taken over my body, heightening every sensation, making me want what I shouldn’t, what I refuse to want.I think back to something I read once, how pregnancy hormones can make you want sex more, can turn your body into a ticking bomb of desire. I never thought much of it, never believed it could be true, but now? Now I’m stuck in this
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 35: Basic instincts
Rune’s POVOne of my favorite things in the world, apart from being in the same room as Alora, is watching her through the CCTV cameras. It's become an obsession, one I can’t break free from, and honestly, I don’t want to. It’s been days already since I started this twisted game with her. Every day, I go to her room, pushing her to the edge of pleasure before pulling back, leaving her unsatisfied. Every single time, it’s the same, watching her shudder, writhe, and then curse me as I walk away. This pattern, this routine we’ve fallen into, it’s become almost second nature. Sometimes we talk—if you could call it that—argue, or even outright fight before I leave her. Other times, it’s a quiet dance of lust and frustration. My hands rove over her skin, coaxing moans from her lips as I whisper filthy things in her ear. Her body responds to me, betraying the hatred she swears she feels, and every time I can tell, she’s teetering on the brink of release, I stop. It never fails to amuse m
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 36: Falling short
Alora’s POV I stared at the door, my heart pounding in my chest as I waited for it to open. Every night now, I spent countless hours just lying there, anticipating. Fantasizing. Desperate to bring myself to the edge, to find relief, but that bastard Rune had forbidden it. His cruel, twisted games left me teetering on the brink of madness. I could feel it in my bones, the way my body ached, yearning for release. My body had adapted to this routine, this agonizing cycle of being edged to the point of insanity only to be left hanging. But tonight... was he really going to break the pattern? I bit my lip, cursing under my breath. Pregnancy was supposed to make you glow or something like that, not turn you into a trembling, needy mess. But here I was, a prisoner to my own body and my insufferable lust for a man I couldn’t stand. I hated these hormones, hated that they made me feel this way. And then, just as I was about to lose all hope, the door creaked open. Relief flood
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 37: New plot
Rune’s POV As I made my way down the dimly lit corridor toward my room, exhaustion weighed heavily on me. My thoughts were a chaotic whirl of anger, frustration, and undeniable desire. The long day had left me drained, yet my mind couldn’t shake the relentless torment I endured in my interactions with Alora. I don’t even know why I didn’t touch her today. I just felt like withholding it more. It was in this state that I bumped into Cielle, my younger sister. Her presence was a stark contrast to my weariness, her blonde hair bouncing with each step as she approached me. “Rune!” she exclaimed, her face lit up with a genuine smile. “You won’t believe my date with Dylan. He was such a gentleman, a real breath of fresh air. He even complimented me on my dress. I’m so happy.” Her excitement was palpable, but my mood was far from celebratory. I forced a smile, not wanting to dampen her spirits. “That’s great to hear, Cielle,” I said, trying to mask the fatigue in my voice. Sh
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 38: Frantic captive
Alora’s POV Two days. Two whole days had passed since I last saw Rune, and the silence gnawed at me from the inside out. Anxiety twisted in my stomach. I was frustrated with myself for even caring. I shouldn't care that he hadn't come. Or is he fucking Sienna like she said? The thought made something ugly twist in my guts but I pushed it away. No, I don't care. I should be grateful for the space, right? But that wasn't how it worked. Not when I had gotten so used to seeing him, feeling his presence, whether I wanted to admit it or not. The longer the hours stretched, the more my emotions bubbled over. What was he doing? Why was he staying away? Was this another one of his twisted games? I tried to shake off the thoughts as the sound of the door creaking open caught my attention. Aria, the maid, stepped into the room with my dinner tray in her hands. Her presence had become a routine now. She had a warm smile, and though she wasn’t talkative, there was a quiet kindne
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 39: Slow descent
Rune’s POV That night, I couldn’t resist. I had to watch her again. It wasn’t just curiosity anymore; it had become something far deeper than that. An obsession. Obsession that is more than just physically having her in my bed. I NEED to watch her. It didn’t matter how much I fought it or tried to pretend otherwise. Every time I turned away, every time I thought I could take a break from her, the pull only grew stronger. As I brought up the feed and watched her through the small screen, a strange sensation twisted in my chest. It was as if I were missing something, something essential that I couldn't quite define. An itch beneath my skin that refused to be scratched, no matter what I did. I’d spent the last two days trying to ignore it, trying to focus on the work at hand, the alliances that needed to be forged, the meetings that had been piled on top of one another. But no matter how hard I tried to bury myself in work, the feeling lingered. The constant pull to see her, to g
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 40: Queen or pawn
Rune’s POVThe morning had barely begun when I found myself pacing in my office, my mind already racing with the endless responsibilities that weighed on my shoulders. But there was one task, in particular, that needed immediate attention, ensuring that the ball I would be hosting in a week went off without a hitch. It’s been a while and we deserve to celebrate our alliances. I glanced at the clock, frustrated by the time ticking away. No more delays. I needed to start the preparations, and I needed the best to handle them. I summoned Jacob and Ethan into my office, watching as they stepped inside with their usual ease, both of them already aware that I was in one of my moods.Jacob stood tall with his usual stoic expression, his arms crossed as he waited for me to speak. Ethan, on the other hand, wore that casual smirk of his, as if he already had some witty remark waiting in the back of his mind. Despite their differences, they were two of the most reliable men I had at my side.
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 41: New pulse
Alora’s POV The moment the private door creaked open, my body reacted like a live wire. I shot up from the bed so fast that it felt like the mattress was burning beneath me. My heart pounded erratically in my chest, each thud a hammer of anticipation. A strange pulse –no, a flutter– started deep inside me, down where I hadn't dared to touch myself in days. The ache that had been steadily building over Rune's absence surged through me, stronger than before, threatening to break my last remaining threads of self-control. I stood there, frozen yet trembling, desperately trying to maintain a calm facade while every inch of my skin burned for him. My muscles tensed, and it took everything in me not to fling myself into his arms and demand he claim me right there. But I couldn’t let him know how badly I was unraveling. I couldn’t let him see that all his teasing and tormenting had whittled me down to a raw, desperate mess. The chaos raging inside me, chaos that had kept me up for
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