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All Chapters of The Alpha's Omega Mistress: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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Twenty one

Anthony  The moment I realized that the money that had just been sent into my account was being debited in bits, fifty thousand naira per transaction, I almost lost my mind.  Panic seized my heart, and all the fears I had tried to push away came rushing back with a vengeance.  My hands trembled as I stared at my phone screen, watching the balance decrease in real-time. It was slipping through my fingers. I was powerless to stop it because I knew the people behind it.  Vivian and the loan sharks must have had access to my accounts all along. I cursed myself for not thinking about this sooner.  They forced me to sign a document, allowing them to set up a direct debit from my account. I had been too desperate for money to think straight. Zina must be thinking the worst about me and explaining everything, but how coul
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Twenty-Two

ZinaLike a fox chasing a turkey, Gwen rushed into my room after overheard me on the phone with D’Angelo.The shock was written all over her face. Her eyes doubled in size, and I feared they'd pop. Despite everything happening and knowing that I was an adult and all Gwen would do was shout and curse at me, I was afraid. “What did you just say?" My heart thudded so hard that I was sure she could hear it, too. I opened my mouth to respond, but no words came out. How could I speak when the frown on her face was feral? Her gaze narrowed as though I was something disgusting she couldn’t bear to look at. I tried to explain but ended up stuttering."It's... it's not what you think."“Don’t play games with me! I may be old, but I’m not deaf. I heard what you said. You claimed that Anthony is your second chance mate. Either confirm it or deny it right now.”Her voice was cold and sharp, cutting through my weak attempt to deflect. D’Angelo was still on the phone. "Zina, what’s going on? Who
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Twenty-Three

ZinaMy gut feeling told me that Gwen was stuck inside. She wasn't psychotic enough to have to burn down her own house. This was the house she had lived in all her life and raised her sons, where she kept a shrine for her dead son. The very thought of her setting it on fire seemed absurd. She might have been bitter and unkind, but I couldn’t see her doing this kind of destruction.Immediately, I called the fire service, and they assured me they were on their way, but waiting around wasn’t an option. I needed to be sure Gwen wasn’t trapped inside, even though she had been nothing but an ass to me.The fire was spreading quickly, consuming everything in its path. "Gwen!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, hoping she could hear me. The fire roared louder, burning one side of the house. I ran through the backyard and pushed open the kitchen door, and though that side wasn’t engulfed in flames yet, it was hot as hell and thick with smoke.I kept screaming for Gwen until my voice grew h
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Twenty-Four

Anthony At first glance, Easy Money Ventures looked like a random, harmless structure. It looked like the headquarters of a legitimate enterprise, except that it wasn't.  Only victims like me knew the cruel bastards that ran this place.  I stood before the building, staring at the slanted walls and windows tinted and reinforced with bulletproof glass.  Easy Money indeed, I thought bitterly. The bastards hid behind their glossy front, pretending to help people with loans. In reality, they preyed on the desperate, sucking them dry with ridiculous interest rates and contracts designed to trap them. Standing there, I contemplated my next move. Should I go in calmly and try to reason with them? Explain that while they had taken the money I owed them, the rest wasn’t mine and needed to be returned.  Or should I demand my money
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Twenty-Five

Zina I jerked awake from an alarming dream, drenched in sweat. My breath was heavy and uneven as I sat up. The dream had been almost too absolute, with Anthony in some danger. It bothered me in ways I didn’t want to admit. Why the hell did I keep dreaming about him, especially since he was probably somewhere out there squandering the money my late husband had worked so hard to earn?  “Don't think about it,” I said out loud. “It's just your mind playing tricks on you.” Or maybe it was a sign, but even if it were, what could I do about it? How likely was it that his problems began just when the money was transferred to him? For my own sake, I needed to stop thinking about him. What we shared was just a bond that could be broken, nothing more. Dragging myself out of bed, I went to the kitchen and poured mys
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Twenty-Six

Anthony It had been two long, grueling weeks since I arrived here—two weeks without daylight. The cell was suffocating. The air was heavy with sweat, filth, and despair. I hated it.  There was no escape, not even the chance of bail. Zina had done everything she could, and even my mom had tried. But the court refused, claiming the case was too severe and that Vivian was supposedly afraid for her life because I was a “threat.” The irony of it all. The real criminal was out there, living her life, while I rotted in this hellhole. Zina had mentioned that D'Angelo was hunting for Vivian, but there wasn’t a single trace of her. Wasn't that enough to show everyone that she was a manipulative bastard? Yet here I was, gripping the cold iron bars, feeling every ounce of rage flood me.  The cell was filled with men awaiting trial, some hardened criminals. Every day was a battle
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Twenty-Seven

Anthony  My eyelids felt heavier than lead, and my eyes struggled to peel open. When they did,  my vision blurred and became unfocused.  The cold, hard floor pressed against my body, and the first emotion that gripped me was fear when I realized that I couldn't move my legs. It felt lifeless and foreign as if they belonged to someone else.  I panicked, attempting to call for help, but even my tongue refused to cooperate. Everything felt wrong. I couldn't lift my arm or stand. I attempted to shift, but even that was impossible as my wolf wouldn't cooperate. Something was wrong, and as I searched for an explanation, I realized that they must have weakened me with something. My belly was knotted with regret, wishing that I hadn't been stupid enough to come here without backup. Marcus had warned me to be careful because I could be overpowered.
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Twenty-Eight

Zina Unable to sit still, I paced around the apartment. D'Angelo had told me about two hours ago that his men had found Anthony battered and lying helpless on the floor.My heart dropped when he told me, and my mind raced with a thousand questions. It had to be Vivian. That wicked, conniving bitch had ruined his life.Now that I was sure that Anthony was under duress to have fucked Vivian, my resolve to help him grew stronger. Gwen was sitting in the corner with deep worry lines on her face. Now and then, she’d glance at me and ask why they had not arrived. I even saw her wipe a tear from her cheek.My paranoia grew by the minute. My trembling hands wouldn't settle, and I felt so much tension. I kept calling D'Angelo, asking him where the guards were. He sounded calm and said they were coming, but I could sense the annoyed undertone. He was busy at the secretariat, handling important matters.Unable to stand it any longer, I headed downstairs, hoping that moving would shorten the wa
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Twenty-Nine

ZinaAnthony and I lay side by side, wrapped in the warmth of each other’s presence. Having no desire to be anywhere else, I felt so relaxed and calm, enjoying lying beside him. His eyes were lidded with a look of satisfaction as he enjoyed the moment The room was silent, a comforting one that neither of us wanted to break. I loved how we fit together, and I felt at peace for the first time since Grey's death. In a way, I felt compensated for my husband’s death. The ache in my heart was easing. But as I sank deeper into that peaceful thought, Anthony broke the silence. “I’ve got this sinking feeling that Vivian isn’t done yet. She’s going to try and destroy our lives.”I raised my head, frowning slightly as I turned to face him. He was staring at the ceiling. My irritation burned out of control. “Why the hell are you giving Vivian so much power? She's just a thief and a murderer. She has no real power over you.”His gaze bounced from place to place. “You don’t understand. She’s go
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Thirty

D'Angelo povIt was still surreal to me that I had a daughter. She was beautiful and perfect. Now I understood why most girls and their fathers had an unbreakable bond. My baby, Angel, was a chubby little thing with soft, rosy cheeks and bright eyes that seemed to sparkle every time I looked at her. She had this way of sucking on her feeding bottle as though it was the most important thing in the world. Every time I saw her, it filled me with awe. I could hardly believe that she was mine.I visited her mom's house often because I always needed to see my baby. Kira didn't like me going there alone. She had a lingering suspicion that Alexis might still have feelings for me or want to take advantage of the situation. But Alexis wasn’t a threat, and it’s not like I could even look at another woman. I was madly in love with Kira and was loyal to her. I only wanted to be part of my child's life. So, I stopped telling Kira every single time I was going to see my daughter and just went af
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