All Chapters of The Alpha’s Rogue Mate: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I have no qualms about my character; I have always been an outlaw.But there are some days when I have some clarity and I realize that whatever I am about to do is wrong on so many fucking levels, but I still end up fucking doing it and have no fucking regrets.Today was one of those days as I saw Natalya Martinez running freely in my vast garden, enjoying the sunshine on her skin, laughing uncontrollably as my vicious hounds ran with her.My hounds were trained to kill, they could rip off a man's jaw with a single strike of their paw but somehow this girl has turned them into little puppies.Her dark long hair was flowing behind her and she wore a pink dress that hugged her every curve. It was a really tight fucking dress, Sabrina is a fucking bitch for that.There was something so fucking forbidden about her. As if I touched her, it would be fucking over for me.She was eighteen, too damn innocent and pure for me. She has never been with a man, never been touched, never had a cock i

It was nine o'clock in the morning, I had brushed my teeth, showered, and dressed up in a blue dress. I descended the stairs to go to the kitchen. Alessandro's cooks were busy preparing breakfast probably for Scott.A shot of frustration ran through me, he will be staying here as long as Alessandro is in England.He spent the entire day with me yesterday, and I came to the conclusion that I do not like him. He is annoying and he constantly belittles me for the things that I do not know.I sighed and wandered into the kitchen. "Hey, everyone" I smiled.They all stilled like I have told them that someone had died. And then without replying to me or acknowledging me they went back to work. Then the head cook turned to me and smiled politely."What would you like to have for breakfast?""Um, do you have Cheerios?"They all gave each other another look, the same look they gave each other when I asked for a bag of potato chips."I'll send someone to get it"I nodded and went to the living r

I pushed the blade further into his skin as blood poured out. He screamed, he fucking screamed in agony and fucking hell, it was the most beautiful sound I have ever heard.Other than that little fucking whimper of hers.I hate it, I fucking hate babysitting her. Do I fucking look like a man that would babysit an nineteen year-old girl? She was not a fucking child. She was a fucking woman.You could only find tits and ass like that on a fucking woman.It took a lot of self-restraint to not fuck her on that fucking couch. To tell her what the fuck sex is. Fucking demonstrates that shit for her. I fucking wanted to wreck the purity that surrounded her all the fucking time.She has a face of an angel and the body of a devil. If she wasn't Alessandro's I would have taken her for myself. Shit! I should have taken her when I first saw her standing watching her father's dead body being lowered in the grave. That shit was arousing as hell.My attention snapped back to the man that has just bl

My head...I woke up with a monster headache, I don't know what happened last night or why I was feeling this way. My eyelids had a ton of weight on them making it difficult for me to even open my eyes.I yawned and stretched my body. My lips were chapped, and my mouth had dried up. I groaned with the blinding headache before retreating under the covers.Why was the room so bright? Didn't I draw the curtains last night? I don't remember... I don't even remember how I got to my room and my bed."Natalya..." a deep voice resounded throughout my room.Someone said my name with such venom that I flinched in my sleep. It wasn't Scott, I knew that much. I prayed that it wasn't Alessandro. Please, don't be Alessandro. I don't think I can talk to him with so much weight over my head.Pushing aside everything I was feeling, I forced a droopy eyelid open.I propped up on my elbows and leaned my head against the soft headboard. I opened both of my eyes with such difficulty that it was so painful

I didn't step out of my room yesterday, I stayed inside even though I was extremely hungry but still I didn't step outside of this bedroom door. There were no locks or bolts over it but the fear that has been engraved in my mind was too raw. I couldn't shake it off, even if I tried.It was still early in the morning, and Alexander or Scott hadn't come to my room. I brushed my teeth, showered, and dressed up in clean clothes. My stomach growled with hunger but I wrapped my arms around it, suppressing the sounds.The door opened slightly and I got off my bed in a flash, my eyes tearing up again. I needed a list of rules, I needed to know what I can or can not do. Alessandro can't just expect me to know the rules of his house. He needs to tell me first, he needs to explain them to me.If he had told me not to get out of my room, I would have never done it. I wasn't a brat, I would have listened to him.I dropped my gaze to my feet, I didn't care if it angers him that I didn't look him in