MasukCHAPTER 54MADDY'S POINT OF VIEW.My cheeks burned, and I narrowed my gaze out the window, pretending not to hear him.I stood back, my eyes now fixed on him while he leaned against the kitchen counter, the coffee mug still warm between his palms.Moments later, he was done and walked over to where he had dropped his suitcase. He picked it up, stretching it over to me. I raised an eyebrow, my first instinct to grab it from him.“What are you doing?”“You're following me to work,” he said, already heading outside, and I trailed immediately.“I’m not supposed to go to work with you. I'm not your PA or your worker; the deal doesn't entail going to work with you,” I protested, my legs moving fast just to catch up with him.“Well…” he suddenly paused, turning to face me, “take that as your first punishment for leaving your client unattended all night.”“When we get to work, I will think of what other punishment suits you in that dress…” His eyes shifted down to my body, and I instinctivel
CHAPTER 54.MADDY'S POINT OF VIEW.My cheeks burned, and I narrowed my gaze out the window, pretending not to hear him.I stood back, my eyes now fixed on him while he leaned against the kitchen counter, the coffee mug still warm between his palms.Moments later, he was done and walked over to where he had dropped his suitcase. He picked it up, stretching it over to me. I raised an eyebrow, my first instinct to grab it from him.“What are you doing?”“You're following me to work,” he said, already heading outside, and I trailed immediately.“I’m not supposed to go to work with you. I'm not your PA or your worker; the deal doesn't entail going to work with you,” I protested, my legs moving fast just to catch up with him.“Well…” he suddenly paused, turning to face me, “take that as your first punishment for leaving your client unattended all night.”“When we get to work, I will think of what other punishment suits you in that dress…” His eyes shifted down to my body, and I instinctive
CHAPTER 53MADDY'S POINT OF VIEW.I tried to pretend that I hadn't seen him, but his eyes bore holes into my body.“So Maddy, how is your friend?” Sloane asked, a hint of interest in her tone. “Dad said you went to see your friend.”I blinked a few times, confusion marring my features. But before I could respond, DeShawn's voice cut through.“Babe…” he called, and Sloane tilted her head, turning to him. “Come see this. I think you'd love it for our wedding.”Sloane flashed me a smile and hastened across the room to see what he had to show her on the phone about their wedding.I tried to look away and not look at them, but I just couldn’t help looking. The way he wrapped his hand around her shoulder while showing her what he wanted to show on the phone made my stomach twist—not just in pain but in exhaustion mixed with confusion. How is he planning his wedding with the Alpha's daughter and still frequents my house and calls my dad his father-in-law?I'm just tired of it all. I am also
CHAPTER 52.MADDY'S POINT OF VIEW.It's been more than twenty-four hours since De-shawn suggested that I go back to the rehabilitation center just so my dad's business could be restored. For the last twenty hours the house has been awkwardly silent. Dad didn't talk to me; well, I also didn't make it out of my room to talk to any of them.They choose to believe a man they had never seen rather than their own daughter.Dad and Clara made a choice, and now I’d be making mine. I will choose myself over and over again.I don't care whose business is collapsing; I'm not going back to that rehabilitation center.I'd rather die than let them take me back there when we both know I'm okay and nothing is wrong with me.I sat up on the bed, thinking of what De-shawn is playing at.It's beyond just trying to put me back in the human rehabilitation center. I am sure it's beyond that.Inside the Alpha's restroom we had agreed to mind the business that pays us both.I wouldn't talk about him or tell
CHAPTER 51.ROWAN'S POINT OF VIEW The morning sun streamed through the windows, its rays slipping across the floor.I stood in front of the window, my gaze narrowed outside, but the only person occupying my mind was Maddy.I slid my hand into my pocket and took out my phone. I checked it—no calls. It was past eleven in the morning, and there was still no sign of her.For a moment the idea that she might have escaped crossed my mind, but I pushed it away.She doesn’t seem to hate how I had stretched her pussy in the office, she wanted more, so I don’t think she has run away.I wanted to ask Adams to make a search and find her, but that would only spark more reactions and draw attention that I don’t want.Dominic, my childhood friend and also the Beta of the pack, already suspects that I have a liking for Maddy.Dominic has always been a case for my private and sexual life. He has always wanted me to get another partner since my wife died.We don’t need a lonely leader; get a woman, he
CHAPTER 50THIRD POINT OF VIEW.The atmosphere turned tense at once, the slow clink of cutlery against chipped ceramic plates the only sound. Maddy fixed her gaze on De-Shawn, her mouth still as wide as her eyes. She wanted to hear what he had to say and how it connected to her. “It has everything to do with her,” De-Shawn swallowed, shifting his gaze to Norman. “Remember what I showed you about her abuse of drugs?” Norman nodded slowly. Clara’s eyes snapped toward Maddy at once, shocked. Maddy’s heart sank deep into her stomach at the mention of drugs. What the hell did he tell her family? she wondered. She had nothing to do with drugs—he planted all of that, and now he was… “I told you I tried to put her in a human rehabilitation centre, but she escaped from it and came back to the pack.” “Actually, the big investor that pulled out of your company months ago was her.” Gasps rippled through the dining room. Clara’s fork finally slipped from her hand, clattering to her plate.







