All Chapters of One Night With My Alpha Daddy: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Ellie's POV Hell yeah.It has to be. No one moves me like Austin does. And the sexual experience with that stranger in the hotel was only a mistake. Ran into a room while running from another stranger. Could have entered into another room that was empty, but no. Maybe my wolf had a hand in that.There is this intimacy that builds when you're with someone you have strong feelings for. And if you were to put it into action, then the sex would be prime and extreme.In short, it would be one memorable event.And it is what I always look forward to with Austin."For what it is worth, Ellie," Anna zooms into my thoughts like a ferris wheel. "I think you should take what you see and leave the obscure be.""I'm the one in the shoes here, Anna. Surely, I know where it pinches.""And some people do wear shoes the wrong way," she states.I look at her and she smirks. Yeah, detective protocol or whatever she is getting at. We only believe what we know. And this includes the facts. Laid down on t

Third POVAnd suddenly, Ellie is the center of attraction. All eyes turn to her like a beacon, glazing over her like she's ice.Ellie notices the states of concentration and curiosity, and wonders what would be going on in their minds right now. At the least, a lot of questions enough to make an Artificial Intelligence bot overwork.Slowly, Sofia backs away with her twin barracudas, and she stands at a safe distance. If she thinks he cannot get to her easily there, she should have a second thought coming."Nice and easy now, are you?" Austin challenges, and Sofia just regards him like a Freaked-Out Scooby Doo. And, of course, she's buried in Anna's drink.Austin turns to Ellie and puts his hands on her shoulders and gently rubs, like he's trying to get some life into them. "Sorry about that, Ellie. You okay?"Ellie sighs, trying to show off some Impervious Rex. "She was just smarting off, is all.""She won't do it again," he affirms, and smiles thickly.Someone comes over and taps him

Third POVProfessor Bernie Halstead rubs his fat palms together in excitement. He has played this game for too long to be labeled an amateurish. She will pay, for what she and her friends have done to humiliate him. There's the other girl. But this one will do. For now.He had been very patient, like an unusual dog. For one whole month. Bidding his time. Her guard had been up like an agitated scorpion. You could even see it on a radar, if she were some goddamn airplane. Then slowly, she let it down and he had noticed. That's when he started to prepare.Now the plan was to make sure that no one would be in the house on the day he would put something in the beverage. And this part, wasn't even difficult, as the Alpha King and his butler were always busy with one thing or the other.Today, Austin is not in the palace and the butler is out for shopping.How wonderful. He quickly finished his drink, and politely asked Ellie to get more for him. The moment she left was the one he had been w

Austin's POVI turn to the man on the hospital bed, and when he sees the look on my face, his smile dissolves immediately like ice under the sun. Now that I look at him in a different light, not the one of complete reverence and respect for a man of his worth, but one with suspicion; like he might be guilty after all.I pick up the reporter's chair and carry it close to Bernie's bed. His eyes follow me every moment and I'm concerned that they might just fall out of their sockets if he keeps up with that.I don't sit on the chair. I put one leg on it and rest my arms on my knee."Tell me something, Professor Bernie Halstead. How has it been ever since you lost your wife?"Those eyes of his stop darting around like a rat and seem to focus. But not on my face. They are on my arms."Losing Elizabeth was... a tragedy.""I guess so, after I lost my parents at an unusual age."He says nothing to that. I check my phone."And how have you been coping without her, Bernie?"He shrugs. Delays. "C

Unknown POVWhoever said aristocratic banquets are a bore, must have a melancholic temperament. I know all about the black and white suits and ties and the dinners and the need to look the taste for the bigwigs. But that's how you would feel if you just sit on the sidelines and watch. Me, I get involved.I turn off the engine of my red Maserati, and kill the lights. This banquet has been better than the last one I attended at the Chevron Hotel. That one was a pure waste of time, considering our unannounced visitors.I alight and unlock the door to my house. It's a duplex and it's all mine. The loneliness is a good advantage. I get to turn myself on however I want.I turn on the lights as I go. Stop by the kitchen to grab a lighter and a pack of Malboros from a wall cabinet. Then I move upstairs and help myself into my room. The design is animalistic. Of the woods. Not just any, but a special one. One I have been to. I'm the wolf and this is my jungle.I let my handbag drop onto a couc