MasukEstelleâs P.O.VRiordan plunged two thick fingers inside my already wet sore pussy, before I could fully process what was happening and most importantly, why my ex-fiancĂ©e had to join us for breakfast. A moan slipped out of my mouthâjust in time as Eden walked in, the smile wiped from his face as his eyes latched on mine. Looking at his face, I couldnât help the scowl that twisted my face as Riordan left his finger inside of me, waiting, patiently waiting for the perfect time to torture me and bleed out the orgasm from me. My heart pounded fast in my chest in anticipation as Eden looked from me to Riordan.Brittany came back inside with a chair and placed it at the other end of the table. âPlease, take your seat. Alpha Eden,â She said, lowered her head and scurried out. âK-King RiordanâŠGood morning,â Eden stuttered, not able to tear his gaze from me as he lowered himself onto the chair, a tiny flicker of anger in his eyes.âMorning. Alpha Eden,â his voice was devoid of emotion. âW
Estelle I believed working in the sanctum would be the perfect excuse to avoid crossing paths with Riordan. However, I was wrong. Damn wrong. That was when it hit me, that no matter how much I tried, I could never escape him. And he would invade my space whenever he wanted to. I had asked for my breakfast to be served in my room but Brittany had returned, saying Riordan said that I either come downstairs to eat or he would drag me all the way there himself. I lingered at the doorway, breath hitching as our eyes clashed. The thin white shirt stretched taut on his broad shoulders, his brown hair a mess as he slanted his head, revealing that devilish grin. âAre you going to keep standing there or do you miss being in my armsâŠlike last night?â He said with a wink.My thigh clenched together, as I tried to soothe the ache below, my face heating from the image that was plastered in my brain. Me in his arms, water dripping to the floor and my legs hooked around his waist as he plowed my
Ruby Chris was driving me crazy!The gates to the mansion were always closed by 11 P.M. because this house followed a strict set of rules. Rules that had to be kept aside for certain exceptions. This was 12:56 A.M and he wasn't back from wherever he went. He didn't return my calls or texts, and this was mind-boggling because Chris was exactly the type to text back. Even if he was stranded at sea, in a storm, he would always find a way to reach back to me.I tossed my head back, pacing outside of the gate, worry gnawing at me with every second that passed as I dialed his number for the umpteenth time.Straight to voicemail. A groan slipped past my lips and just when exasperation almost made me hurl the phone to the ground, a pair of headlights appeared. The truckâs engine rumbled as it pulled up at the gate and for a second, confusion swirled in my mind because no one drove a truck here. Then I turned my phoneâs flashlight on, directly to the driverâs seat only to lock eyes with Ch
Riordan My vision blurred with rage, the sound of her whimpering behind me twisted my heart in my chest and right now, all I could see was Estelle in Chrisâs arms. I returned home a while ago, after rushing off to Barbados when my cousin went into sudden labor. Her husband, Zico, was murdered on a secret mission that I had sent him on, and since then, I had catered to Sloaneâs expensesâpromising that I would always be there. Of course, I should have informed Estelle before I left. Days of no contact with her, killed me and were proof that I couldnât live without her. However, that morning. That vulnerable morning where I had crushed my phone in my bare handsâbeyond repairâas I fought to contain the beast almost clawing its way out of me ruined things for me. Every attempt to reach Estelle after that was useless. She had a habit of blocking any unfamiliar number without hesitation. And she blocked me on the first ring. Even before I could send a text. I had to use another number
Estelleâs P.O.VI had the most stressful day ever. Ranging from Edenâs meaningless confrontation, coupled with Chrisâs truck that broke down in the middle of nowhere, and to top it all, the weird number that ran my phoneâs battery downâWhere the fuck are you at, Estelle!â âWhy the fuck are you even with ChrisâJudging by the tone of the message, I was one hundred percent sure that it was from Ruby. Night had already fallen by the time we arrived at the palace. A yawn took over my face as I climbed off the truck with the need to soak into a bath, crash into my bed, and sleep the stress off of me. I bent, bowing deeply. âThank you for your help, your royal highness. I had the most fun today,â Chris threw his head back, laughing at the sarcasm dripping from my voice as he hopped into the truck bedâhis eyes meeting mine.âI apologize, I am the reason you had a long day. I didn't expect Big Boy to break down,â âBig boy?â I straightened, arching a brow.âThat's what I call him. I hav
Estelle I crashed into Merida just as I finished lunch. She looked worn, tired, and overwhelmed. When I asked if she was okay, her voice came out in a rush. Something about being choked up with chores and how she had to pick up dairy products from a farm before it closed for the day. I volunteered to help and Chris offered to take me in his truck. The expression in Meridaâs eyes couldnât be mistaken when she looked from me to him. In that pressing moment, it seemed like she had a lot of things to sayâto me. But Chrisâs presence was the stumbling block in her way. In the end, her face finally broke into a forced smile but I didnât miss the look of warning in her eyes as she handed the farmerâs card to me. Chris sang along to the country music blaring from the speakers as my thoughts spiraled around Riordan and the man in my background pictures. Was it a coincidence? That man had appeared countless times in most of the pictures for it to be one. The only photos where he wasnât
Estelle We arrived at the Rogue Kingdom and all through the journey, my mind refused to move on from the fact that my daughterâMaeveâhad spoken. And the way the words rolled out of her mouth easilyâŠlike someone who had been talking for a very long time. It didn't make sense to me. It didn't ma
Riordan Rage flamed to life deep in my stomach. How dare they treat her like this? I suddenly wanted to break and ruin everyone who put her in this state. I watched as she hid her face from me, her shoulders trembling before I fixed my eyes back to Eden with anger slowly spreading through my c
Estelle I had barely stepped foot out of Kalebâs car when the pack warriors surrounded me and covered my head with a black cloth. Panic clawed up my throat as I screamed to know what I had done. Actually, I didn't do anything. The ones who were supposed to be treated this way were Lara and Eden.
Estelle I had cried my eyes out in Kalebâs car until not a single drop of tear remained. When Kaleb told me that he was taking me somewhere to take my mind off Lara and Edenâs betrayal, Iâd expected him to drive me to some high fancy restaurant, the arcade or inside the woods where he would flaun







