All Chapters of The Alpha's Sex Slave: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 2BRIANNA’S POV“You’re so pretty,” he said as he clutched my chin, forcing me to look at him. “Of all the girls I have been with so far, you seem to be the… prettiest."He turned my face from side to side as I shivered, studying it. With that look on his face, I knew where it was all heading. And it wasn’t good.“My lord please, not again,” I whimpered. "It hadn't been long I returned from the hospital...I'm not strong enough...maybe next time. Please..."He turned deaf to my pleas. Before I could beg some more, he jacked me up and balanced me on his right shoulder, spanking my bare butt as he marched to his bed. He landed me roughly and my head throbbed, a wince escaping me.“My lord, please stop.”I wobbled back toward the headboard of the bed, supported by my elbow, shivering with fear. He already stripped, his hard-on ready to defile me, dangling with each movement he made. The bed dipped as he mounted but I flinched back, curling myself away from him like a scared kitten.

CHAPTER 4 SEBASTIAN’S POV I never participated in the Omega slave auction. I was more of a observer than a bidder. I never even fancied the idea of coming to begin with, but it was compulsory for all Alpha kings, so I had to drag myself to this underground hall every year to sit and observe beautiful but battered, naked female omegas get sold. When I saw her cower into the stage like a frightened kitten, I was restless and immediately drawn to her. I couldn’t help but place the opening bid, sending the crowd gasping in shock. They found it hard to believe I was finally participating after all these years of dormancy. Although her body was strewn with bruises and scars, I still found her beauty undeniable with her misty blonde hair, delicate features, and her slim, curvy figure. Her undeniable beauty wasn’t all that drew me to her. When the auctioneer raised her chin, I looked right into her swollen red eyes and noticed a damsel in distress. They smouldered with pain too heavy for a

Chapter 6 BRIANNA’S POV His fork fell and he lowered to pick it up. At that moment, I stole a glance around the room tastefully decorated with a sense of timeless beauty as evident in the ivory-coloured walls, beautiful paintings and artworks that adorned it, hoping and at the same time knowing I won’t see any recorder I suspected him to be hiding somewhere. Sitting up, his lips spread to a warm, awkward smile as a cover-up for his clumsiness and I faked back a smile. There was something rather…different about him. The thickness of his beard gave him an intimidating aura. Yet he appeared warm, clean, gentle, almost unlike his fellows but it’s been just a few hours knowing him. I couldn’t be so sure. And I promised never to let my guard down. Not now and perhaps not ever, after replaying all I went through with Hermes in his hellhole of a castle. He dug his fork into the dessert and swallowed a chunk. He was eating twice as fast as me, but I didn’t mind. I didn’t care. I was okay w

CHAPTER 8 SEBASTIAN’S POV When I saw her stumble into the room in that exquisite gown I had sent for her, my breath sucked itself in. She was even looking more beautiful than I expected. The gown clung so perfectly to her body like it was specially made for her, revealing her jutting breasts, and those slender yet curvy hips that tapered perfectly to her supple thighs and long legs. I could have sworn she looked like a mermaid. An enchanting mermaid with legs. I had kept that gown for Catherine to surprise her on our wedding anniversary which was a few months away. But damn!! After seeing it on Brianna's body, seeing the way it fitted her better than it would have on Catherine, seeing the way the shiny metal discs on the dress danced with joy on her body, I decided to leave it all for her. She seemed reserved and nervous throughout the dinner but I found it rather amusing. We got talking. She wouldn’t reveal much but the little I learnt was her name which was Brianna. I loved the

Chapter 10 BRIANNA’S POV My nerves got the best of me as I paced to and fro like a pendulum in my chamber. I looked out the window now and then, wishing for bad weather. But the more I looked, the nicer the weather got and the faster afternoon was drifting to evening. Walking away from the window to my bed, I let out an inward groan. I just wished there was a way I could escape the dinner party. Escape everything but sadly, there wasn’t. There was a knock on the door. I made sure to double-lock it after the scenario with Sebastian earlier this morning. Drawing out a long breath, I gathered myself up and went to open the door only to meet the expressionless face of the maid who had brought the blue sequin dress I used yesterday. She was carrying yet another box to my surprise. “The king has ordered me to get you ready for the cocktail party,” she walked in without my consent and I was a bit annoyed. I closed the door and turned, only for her to toss a dress over to me. “Put that o