All Chapters of Tempted by the Rogue Alpha: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Dexter It’s like someone has stabbed me with a fucking knife over and over again, right in my fucking chest. What the fuck?I keep my eyes glued to the window. When I first parked the car out here, I never thought that I’d have such a perfect view of the house Lara grew up in. I’ve been here only once before, years ago, when I first joined the authorities and started working for them in Victor’s investigation. When Lara came to the window, I couldn’t believe my luck. What were the chances that she’d be in the room that would give me a view of her? She’s been standing there for a few minutes, and although I can’t see her face properly at all, I could see her red hair. But now, someone’s in the room with her—a man—and he’s pushed her against the window and they’re kissing. They’re not anymore, but I haven’t quite gotten over the shock of watching that happen right before my eyes. Who is that guy?I blink and they’re both away from the window now. I look away, my eyes on the steerin

DexterAfter switching the car with Damson, I head to Lara’s place. That’s where I’ll be meeting her. This matter is too serious for us to have a conversation about it out on the streets. I’ll have to break in. From what I’ve seen, it doesn’t seem so complicated to do so. There’s a part of the back of the house that will allow me to get inside. It’s typically monitored like the whole house, but I’ll just have to watch until my patience thins and someone makes a mistake. That’s the only way people get in. I leave my car up front and start my walk around, making sure I stick to the trees so I’m not seen. This is trickier to do during the day but I can’t delay any of this. I want to hear it from her lips that she wants me to walk away. And also, this will give me a chance to say goodbye to my son, even if it’s only for a little while. I want to get to know him; I’ve made my mind up about that. I know I’m someone with a shit ton of flaws and I’m probably not the best influence for

LaraJensen and I are in the car, driving toward the café he claims to be around the corner. I’m paranoid now. What if he’s taking me someplace else? Ambrose didn’t have enough time to tell me everything. Jensen didn’t even take long. Someone must have intercepted him a few seconds after he left the room and told him about there being no food in the cafeteria. I keep staring out the window while I think about what to do. I’ve already sent Finch a text. In it, I told him not to call me because Jensen can’t be suspicious of a single thing, not of me or of Ambrose. “How far is this café?” I ask, trying to keep my tone light. He chuckles. “We’re almost there.”When we approach a large building that seems to be a restaurant with a café right next to it, I’m honestly relieved. At least he wasn’t lying about this, and I’m not about to be lured someplace to be killed. Even so, I have to find a way to get away while he’s distracted. My question is this: why would Ambrose try to warn me a

Lara I feel emotional after having sex with him. I want to turn away but at the same time, I want to stay under him with my arms wrapped around him while I inhale his scent. It's such a confusing moment because every time we're together, it feels right and everything's so perfect. But then the feelings of guilt rise inside of me, and I feel terrible for wanting the man who ruined me and caused me so much pain. But I want to forgive him. I want to with all my heart. Maybe a part of me already has. But the memories won't leave me alone. Every time he's near me, my mind will force me to remember what he's done and I'll want to put some distance between us even though in actuality, I don't want that to be the case. I want him to be around Ander. Around us. But my mind doesn't trust him even though my heart has forgiven him. I don't know why that is or how to even make it go away. Dexter shifts and lies on his side. His eyes are on my face while his hand strokes my belly and I once a

Lara There’s no way that Jensen has Dexter. This has to be another bluff. That’s what I tell to myself to calm down. My heart is slamming against the base of my throat and I find it hard to breathe. “You’re a damn fucking liar, Jensen.”“Am I?” he asks quizzically. “The plan was always to use capture Dexter. Only, we figured it would be hard to get him to talk, considering he’s tough as nails and would rather die than tell us where the money was. I suppose you know about that by now, don’t you? That I’m the one who was your employer? If not, now you do. This filthy fucking rogue took my money and I want it back. I’m prepared to take this to hell if necessary. What the fuck do I have to lose?”I say nothing for a good few seconds as I try to figure out what I have established so far. Jensen is my employer. Earlier, he told me he had someone I cared about and that he wanted to negotiate. I thought it was Ambrose, but it’s actually Dexter. Suddenly, someone comes to mind. I was talkin