Chapter 4

Chapter Four 

I woke up to find myself face to face with the most gorgeous man i’d ever seen. He had the most brilliant blue eyes, his hair was sandy brown and neatly styled. He had long nose and pretty strong jaw and his lips turning down in a frown were full. He was tall and all muscles bunched up beneath his white shirt. This strange man exuded power and had such a foreign aura around him even in my battered state I couldn't help but drool over him. He turned to the other man from before snapping angrily. “Isaac why did you bring her down here like she was some rogue prisoner?

Isaac cowered. I would have too if I wasn't so busy thinking how beautiful his voice sounded.

 “i’m sorry Alpha it was my mistake.”

His name is Alpha? How odd.

Alpha turned those piercing blue eyes on me and my heart did a little pitter-patter. I had only dated once, his name was Boyd and though we’d never gone far, the few make out sessions we had was enough to make me recognise the stirrings of desire and while Boyd had to actually touch me to get a response this man Alpha only needs to look at me and i would feel myself getting wet down there.

Get it together Kyra I chided myself, there's no way you want this stranger good looking as he may be to actually act on the purpose you’re here for in the first place. I have no intention of becoming his sex slave.

He spoke to me for the first time. “my name is Tristan O'Connor what’s yours?”

I blinked, Alpha wasn't his name? Was it some kind of weird titles people go around making up nowadays?

“Kyra.” I cleared the lump in my throat and said again, “Kyra Sinclair.” 

His gaze lingered a little too long on my chest where the swell of my breasts were quite visible from the low cut of the neckline of my blouse. They were quite a sight to behold if I may say so myself, every other parts of my body were average looking except for my big boobs.

After Tristan was done ogling my boobs his gaze travelled downwards then back up again. “turn around slowly so I can get a good look at you.”

I did, feeling like a prized mare at an auction. “what happened to you?” he asked noticing my bruises for the first time.

“I fell.” I lied. It won't make much of a difference if I told him Gary did it anyway.

“so he brought you here to feed me a sob story, and after warming my bed you can then elevate your status to the lady of this mansion.”

“for your information my step father brought me here against my will and I have no intention of becoming your sex slave.” I snapped. How dare he think I was in cohorts with that slimeball?

Tristan sniffed the air slightly and smiled wickedly while staring at me. “oh but I bet you do.” He said as if he knew something I didn't. “I bet you want me buried deep inside of you, fucking you raw until you can barely walk or think and the only word out of that pretty little mouth of yours will be my name.”

I gasped at his straightforwardness  and crass words, my core unintentionally clenching hard as I stepped back. He had no way of knowing how turned on I was for him right now so I squared my shoulders, tilting my head back in defiance. “I’d like to see you try, i’m not so easily broken.” I challenged. Swallowing hard, my heart dropped to the pit of my stomach when I saw the look in his eyes that suggested he was either going to make good on that challenge or strangle me to death.

“I can have you eating out the Palm of my hand in no time.” I shivered at the promise. 

Tristan closed the distance between us and I panicked. He froze with a frown on his handsome face.

“how old are you?” 

“seventeen.”

“do not lie to me.” 

“what will I gain by lying?” 

He studied me for a moment and after he seemed to be sure I wasn't lying he cussed out loud. “sweet mother goddess! I’m going to tear that bastard to shreds!”

Well it seemed Gary hadn’t been lying about the tearing to shreds bit.

“Isaac send her back and make sure to hunt down that bastard and bring him to me.” Tristan said turning in his heels.

What just happened? Did I hear right, he just said I could go? Tristan was gone before I could process what he just said.

“let's go.” Isaac ushered me out but I was still in a daze. I couldn't believe I was free to go wherever I want, that Gary's plans hadn’t succeeded.  I gazed up at the mansion longingly and then an idea struck me.