Hello! This chapter has nothing to do with the main story; consider it a parallel universe; it is an extra, hence free. (If you have read ‘Bound to…’, you know the drill.) This is my appreciation for the support you have shown the work thus far; like before, this is a test run. Let me know if this is something you would like to read more of occasionally, perhaps during some holidays or if the bonus is negatively affecting your relationship with the main plot. (Again, think of this as a parallel universe; it is not part of the plot.)—If it is, I’ll scrap them, don’t worry. Quick disclaimer: Most bonus chapters will contain CNC (Consent-non-consent) content. Note: Bonuses will always be free, and the regular chapters resume tomorrow As always, thank you for reading! P.S. There is a limit to how many words I can give in the author’s note, so most bonuses will be split if they exceed the limit. Undercover_Ostritch (Ostrich Ostrich) ** The club is full, and the dim lighting only se
Three years ago, I had everything. I was in an elite university on a scholarship; of course, the poor don’t really catch such breaks, and I was on my way to a cushy job after graduation, then…it all slipped from my fingers. "Beautiful." Wanda utters as she puffs the curls of my reddish-brown hair over my shoulders to cover the excess of my breasts that the flimsy gemstone bra does not. I am a dancer in the strip club, but on auction night, I avoid the stage and opt to waitress instead. The auction is simple: a dancer dances on the stage, and at the end of their performance, they are ‘auctioned off’ for a private lap dance in one of the VIP rooms. I hate VIP rooms. Yes, there is security, but they still work under the sleaze Dominic, so of course, there have been cases of the dancers overdosing on drugs they were forced to take. "Do you have to use the black eye contacts? Your ruby eyes are gorgeous?” Wanda asks as she packs up. “Plus, customers pay more for exotic messes." Exo
Ruby M. Clive."Alpha..."I call as I push him off me; his scent makes me want to cling to him or to whatever promises he might offer."Adrian."He repeats, his hold on my body tighter than before.“Call me Adrian, please.”That name is not mine, just as ‘Muaas’ isn’t."No. You are and always will be ‘alpha’ to me."I clarify, and this time, he permits my pull away from him; then again, it could be the surprise on his face that loosens his hold."And the child? We will be having a child together, Ruby. What if they grow up feeling removed from me.""I don't want to discuss this; as long as you hold power and authority over me, you remain Alpha.""And if I make you my Luna?"Christ...this is...this isn't what I want.I don’t want to be Luna out of pity or situational advantage, plus I can’t run from him as Luna because, let’s be honest, despite his desire to have this…child, he still has his mate out there.Oh god, is it even ‘out there’ if she will be having her birthday in this mano
Adrian M. Knox"Is there any reason the Luna is not in attendance on matters that concern her…for the third session?"Elder Boris asked with a bored expression. He was not moved at Amilie's antics, just bored because the case had been ongoing for three days with the same back and forth.Had he brought Ruby, the case would be over...but she might leave with her mother, and that was not a risk he was willing to-Loud murmurs filled the hall at the sound of the door flying open."Your majesty.""Your majesty!"The elders uttered as they stood one by one and bowed.On the door stood her majesty and Ruby, her expression slightly stern even as her gaze landed on him.The only way she would be allowed to enter a council this late was if she had…. Alba! Christ...that nosey...Adrian could feel his lips lift in a sneer at the sight of the queen.How…how could she single-handedly ruin everything he worked so hard to orchestrate."Mallory...my baby!"Ruby froze and stared at her mother, who utte
Adrian M. KnoxThere was something he was missing. Adrian couldn't place his finger on it, but there was definitely something missing.Ruby’s mother, who hated her, wanted her. The same woman who valued perfectionism wanted her desperately enough to tarnish her own name in high society with a court trial.See, a mother who could care less about the daughter they insisted was better off not being born, would have simply taken the payoffs given by the Clive families and vanished to minimise more scandals and avail a possible comeback, but...she didn’t.Something was off, and simply getting him divorced to be vindictive was not it.So then what? What about his wife made the great Amélie Clive desperate for her Mallory?Surely, it couldn’t be the same thing keeping him glued to her; that would be sick.His hand reached the door’s knob, holding it open for her, and for a second, his mind flashed to the last time they walked through the same door together—she was unconscious, bloody, and sh
AdrianThe feel of her flesh, as he pried the flimsy shirt off, was cool. Again, she moaned against his mouth, and again, he swallowed and pressed her sex harder until the fight left her arms, and she no longer pushed him away.Her apple scent faded as that of her watermelon grew stronger and more delicious.His pull from her was quick and only aimed at tugging her shirt from her flesh before his mouth captured hers again, and this time, she returned his kiss.His hand found her waist. The buttons were easy to undo, but for some reason, his fingers did not cooperate on the zipper, not until she pulled her waist back so he could access it more quickly.Footsteps sounded from the hall's end."Fuck...go back!"He commanded with ease as he pulled his lips from her to turn in the direction the footsteps sounded from."My apologies, Alpha."The voice of his head maid responded before the footsteps receded, but the damage had been done; the spell was broken."You would force a pregnant woman
Adrian M. Knox "Elaine!" His stand from his desk caused the ice pack that was nestled on his crotch to fall to the ground with a rattle courtesy of the still-crispy frozen cubes. "I'm serious, Muaas, dead serious." "For God’s sake! Is this your idea of throwing a tantrum? Opening yourself to a stranger whose risk factor is uncertain because God forbid you put in much thought to your first time with a man? Elaine, my wife is pregnant. I have to stay with her. I don't have time for this, okay?" His fingers slid the red button on time before she uttered another word that would shake his resolve. Yes, she was his weakness and good God, did she know it because even now, he wished to call her back and beg her to behave in a way that did not stir him. His hand reached his hair, but nothing he could do could still the fast beat of his heart. How? How could he feel this possessive over...no? He wasn't feeling possessive; it was protective. Her first time should be special and... His.
Ruby M. CliveMy nod is quick but not quick enough to beat the Alpha’s rise to his knees.His hands find his belt buckle before he hesitates.He…doesn’t have his gloves, come to think of it…I did not see them on him earlier, either. When did he stop wearing them in my presence?Perhaps after mother?Hah...a new form of pity?Grand.My eyes seal; I do not want to notice any more about him."A condom-""The worst has already happened."I answer quickly."I mean unless you have engaged with others, in which case-"His hands hold my thighs apart before I can seal them."No...just you, always you."Always?I almost laugh, but I cannot seem to get the sound out.I want to believe it, to believe him, but…I will not get hurt again.My hand gestures to him, and like a good boy, he lowers himself, and without much thought, I press my lips to his.The feel of his hand guiding his length inside me permits my legs to widen.The fullness that envelopes me forces me to break the kiss so I can grit m