Se connecter~Elena~By the time my last class ended, I had approximately seventeen new questions about Sarah, three completely different theories about why Adrian had never mentioned her, and one very strong desire to shake that man until every secret he had ever kept fell out of his ridiculously handsome head.I walked out of the building with my bag hanging from my shoulder and immediately spotted Adrian’s car waiting across the street.Of course I did.There was absolutely no missing it. His car looked exactly like him: black, expensive, intimidating, unnecessarily attractive for something that was supposed to get a person from one place to another, and probably worth more money than I wanted to think about.I stopped on the sidewalk and pulled out my phone.Are you stalking me now?His reply came almost immediately.Get in the car, princess.I rolled my eyes so hard I almost gave myself a headache.That wasn’t my question.Three dots appeared before another message came through.You have thir
“You know your ex-wife is fucking crazy, Adrian.” I stopped smiling. Daniel continued before I could answer. “I am not saying that as your lawyer right now. I am saying it as someone who was there during that divorce and saw exactly what Sarah was capable of whenever she felt like she was losing control of you. If she finds out who Elena is, trust me, she is going to do some crazy shit, and that girl is the easiest person for her to hurt.” My fingers tightened around the phone. “She will not touch Elena.” “You cannot guarantee that.” “I just did.” “Adrian, listen to yourself. You cannot control Sarah simply because you growl into a phone and decide she is forbidden from going near someone. That might work with half the pack because everyone is terrified of pissing you off, but Sarah was married to you. She knows exactly how you operate, she knows what gets under your skin, and more importantly, she knows how to make you react.” I pushed away from the desk and stood, irritation
~Adrian ~I should have been preparing for my meeting.Instead, I was sitting behind my desk thinking about Elena.Again.More specifically, I was thinking about what she had looked like on this desk less than an hour ago, with her hair completely ruined, her cheeks burning red, and that smart little mouth of hers finally too overwhelmed to argue with me properly.Fuck.I leaned back in my chair and loosened my tie.The office still smelled faintly like her perfume, which was doing absolutely nothing to help me forget what had happened in here.Not that I particularly wanted to forget.My eyes dropped to the edge of the desk, and I could almost see her there again, turning that pretty face toward me when my phone started ringing.She had looked so offended when I answered it.Even more offended when I refused to stop what I was doing.The memory pulled a slow smile from me.My princess could glare all she wanted.I knew her.I knew exactly how quickly that attitude disappeared when I
Elena’s POV “Adrian has an ex-wife.” Zia’s mouth fell open so quickly that I almost laughed. Almost. Raina, who had been calmly eating her fries like this was supposed to be another normal afternoon with her two normal friends, slowly lowered the fry in her hand and stared at me. “He has a what?” “An ex-wife,” I repeated, leaning across the table and lowering my voice. “As in somebody actually married that man before me knowing him. There was a wedding, there were probably rings, there were vows, there might even be embarrassing wedding pictures somewhere, and not once did this man think that was information I needed to know.” Zia blinked several times. “Okay, wait. Before you continue, how did you find this out?” I looked away. That was apparently all it took. Zia’s eyes narrowed. “No.” “What?” “I know that face.” “You don’t know any face.” “Elena, I have been your friend long enough to know exactly what that face means. You are about to tell us something absolutely di
Elena’s POV Oh my God, guys… I didn’t know he had an ex-wife. Honestly. Like, what the actual fuck? I’m literally lying here on his desk, face down, ass up, getting absolutely wrecked by this man while his ex is screaming through the phone like she wants to murder both of us. And instead of feeling guilty or horrified or anything normal… my stupid omega pussy is clenching around his thick cock like it’s the only thing keeping me alive right now. I want to stop. But I can’t. “Daddy— fuck, Daddy please!” I know she can hear. I know she hates me. But Adrian’s cock is hitting that spot so deep I swear I can feel him in my soul and my brain is melting. His big hand wraps around my throat from behind, pulling me up until my back is arched against his sweaty chest. “Louder, princess,” he growls right in my ear. “Let my bitter ex hear how a real omega sounds when she’s getting properly bred and claimed.” Sarah explodes on the phone — screaming, crying, calling me a whore, saying
~Adrian~“What the fuck do you want now, Sarah?” “Adrian, you worthless piece of shit! The alimony check was due two days ago! I’ve texted you three times and you’re ghosting me like some immature asshole! Where the hell is my money?” I chuckled low as I gave Elena a deep, grinding roll of my hips that pushed more of my thick load out around my shaft. It dripped down her ass onto the desk in sticky strands. “Jesus Christ, Sarah, calm the fuck down,” I said as I reached down and rubbed Elena’s swollen clit in slow, firm circles. “I’m at work. I’ll send it when I send it. Stop blowing up my phone like a crazy ex.” “At work? Bullshit! You’re probably fucking some random office slut again, aren’t you? That’s all you’ve ever been good for — sticking your dick in anything with a pulse while ignoring your responsibilities!” Elena’s eyes widened in panic, her pussy clenching hard around my cock at the words. She bit her lip bloody trying to stay quiet, but her thighs were already shaking







