All Chapters of Rejected by the Beta, Craved by the Alpha: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

I don't think I've had as many headaches in the past compared to now. Even with my eyes sealed shut, the pain was excruciating, circling around my head and spreading down my neck which was weird, my neck wasn't supposed to hurt. My eyes flew open immediately and I regretted it. Bright lights filled my vision and shut my eyes again, shielding my eyes temporarily from whatever wanted to blind me. It took a while before I peeled them open again, blinking a couple of times just to test the waters. A bare wall stared back at me. That particular spot didn't look painted, in fact, the entire room wasn't coated with a single streak of paint. A shiver ran down my spine and I shuddered. I didn't like this place, not one bit. It was nowhere near….Something wasn't right. This wasn't the room I was in previously. Flashbacks raided my mind as I tried to put the scattered pieces of my mind together again. I felt the cozy feel of the duvet on my skin, the cold glass being pushed into my grip, the

I could feel the air thrum with excitement at the scene in front of me. Or perhaps it was just me. I was slightly and at the same time, overly excited. Why? I was holding a gun. I hadn't been allowed to touch a gun, and in a long time too. I was reckless and I had anger issues too. You could ask Lenard.Who was Lenard? No one knows, because I shot him in the face for stepping on my toes. I'd only started holding a gun again when I got here and trust me when I said it was pure Bliss. Nothing could compare to it and I was definitely looking forward to that feeling right now. "They're your men, huh?" I asked. I knew who the question was for, but if he was wise, he wouldn't dare answer it. And he didn't. I walked around the men that were just brought in. Two scrawny men with nothing but fear in their eyes, and a little rage too."I must say tio Carlo." I stole a glance at my whimpering uncle. " I'm disappointed. Very disappointed. Are these the kind of men you entrusted the safety of

The stench of alcohol wafted into my nostrils and I scrunched up my nose, fighting the urge to barf for the umpteenth time. It'd barely been an hour since we were here and I couldn't count the number of times I'd almost retched and puked out my guts. Oh, what I would give to be anywhere but here. Neon lights swirled around, the lights focusing on one thing before darting to another in a matter of seconds. If I was being honest, all the eye movement was making my head hurt. Red hue adormed the walls, giving the entire place a red room kind of vibe. My gaze flicked to my right and my pulse quickened immediately, sending my heart into overdrive. After a couple of moments, it went back to it's slpw and steady pace but that didn't stop me from staring. Alessandro sat just right next to me, his entire body shrouded in black. Blank pants hugged from his torso down, while the black material clung tightly to his chest and biceps, almost like a second skin. Two buttons left some exposed a

A cool breeze rushed at me the moment I swung the door at the top of the stairwell open. Like a door leading to somewhere unknown, I stepped into the fresh air. The space in front of me was empty, with nothing but a glass railing that bordered off the edges. It was basically a flat surface with a good view. I sighed as I walked to the railing and the sight of people strolling along the walkway and a couple of cars twinkling underneath the night sky cane to view. Nostalgia washed over me as I gazed down below. It looked exactly like one of the streets back at home. Or if I was being specific, it looked just like the street where I was kidnapped.Alessandro. My mind went back to him immediately and my heart leapt in fear. I had no idea what the time was but I was sure of one thing, time was ticking and fast. I still wasn't sure what I was doing and if I was going to pull through with Alessandro's ridiculous command. Kill him, or risk the chance of seeing your father. Something

“I'll do it.” The words tasted like bile as I spat it out. I'd been on my knees for only God knew how long and they were starting to ache, but not as bad as the ache that spread through my chest at my very own words. “I'll do it. I'll kill Federico Bianchi.” Silence. Silence was all that could be heard, except the occasional hoots and cackles that came from the group at the front. The more I waited for the verdict of my answer, the more I became aware of my surroundings. The dim music was close to non-existent now, with nothing but hollow neon lights flashing now and then. At first they were pretty and we're a nice distraction from everything else going on, but now, the only thing it seemed to do was lit up my face when it wasn't necessary. It felt like the club had been divided into two equal halves. Ours full of gloom while theirs (Federico Bianchis ) was brimming with excitement. If you counted smacking strippers and asking them for obnoxious favors, that Is. “You've made