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2026-07-01 23:31:55
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Claimed By My Alpha Rival Forty seven
Winston's pov I sniffed the room, I smelled like Orson.F**k.It's not the type from sleeping in his room or wearing his clothes, it's the type that he intentionally made his scent get on me.Envelope me like he was claiming me.“I smell like you” I lamented, Orson turned grinning, his eyes scanned me “We just had sex” He shrugged, “You look good in my clothes” he stood up walking towards me.“Don't change the topic” I glared, “Okay, I’m sorry but I couldn't help it.” He said when he reached me, he grabbed my hips pulling me close to him. Then he buried his head into my neck, kissing it. “Plus, you smell good with my scent on you”I lifted my head from my neck, I’m still throbbing from this morning encounter. “No, you can't do that”“I know,” he looked down at me with those beautiful green eyes and I couldn't help but give in.My heart skipped.“You're lucky, You're pretty” I muttered.“Ah a compliment?” He grinned, heat rushed through me.My face burning, “Shut up” Orson pull awa
Claimed By My Alpha Rival Forty six
Winston’s POVI woke up with a pounding head and in a strange room.Dark curtains.Deep brown walls and a painting in the center of the room.I looked down at myself. I was in my party attire anymore, but a pajama that doesn't belong to me.I lifted the shirt to smell it.Orson's scent.I'm in his room.“Shit, Nolan.”I threw the cover away. I didn't see him after going downstairs for a dance.The door opened before I could step down from the bed. Orson walked in with a bowl of soup.“You're awake.” His deep voice came.“Yeah.” I nodded. “Did I pass out?”“Yes, you did,” he answered as he placed the bowl of soup on the bedside table. “Then you vomited. You were a mess, Crowley.” His tone was teasing.“Nolan, is he here?” I asked.“He is in the guestroom, still asleep, I guess. He was a little drunk too.”I let out a sigh. “Thanks for helping me.”“You're welcome,” Orson said softly, pushing my hair out of my face. “Now eat.” He grabbed the bowl and gave it to me.I picked up the spoon
Claimed By My Alpha Rival Forty five
Orson’s POVMy jaw tightened as my fists clenched and unclenched.I watched Winston walk out of the kitchen, hurt.F**k.F**k Mila.“I don't know why you wouldn't want to be with me. We are perfect together. All you have to do is propose. Our family already has an agreement,” Mila said softly, stepping closer. “Even your new lap dog is happy for us. He congratu—”“Don't call him a lap dog,” I said sternly. “And I don't wish to get married to you, Mila. If you can see clearly, you would know I don't want to have anything to do with you.”I looked at my sister, who was getting a drink from the fridge. She had a look on her face that said she was enjoying the show.F**king psycho.Mila stepped closer, her hands on my chest. “I never stopped you when it comes to your conquests. You can keep as many as you want. I just want to be yours.”I removed her hand from my chest. “You haven't understood me yet. I said I don't want to. You’ll save us both the stress of future mess if you just accept
Claimed By My Alpha Rival Forty four
Winston’s POVOrson pulled away from me faster than a millisecond. I quickly grabbed the plate of the still-warm pie.“Mila,” I heard Orson say as the woman walked in. He sounded almost frustrated.“Baby,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck.My chest tightened at the sight.Another woman walked in, blonde and with eyes like Orson’s.“Esme,” Orson called the other woman, peeling Mila off his body. “What are you both doing here?”The blonde woman shrugged. “Mila dragged me along with her.”Orson turned to Mila with a glare. Mila didn’t shrink, but a smile was playing on her lips.Then her words from that night rang in my head.“You didn’t tell us you’re hosting a party. We have to find out from someone else. That isn’t right.” Mila folded her arms with a pout.Her eyes landed on me. She gave me a look before smiling at me.I forced a smile, which definitely appeared awkward.“Mr. Crowley,” she said, her eyes boring into me.“Miss Floyd,” I called, glancing down at the plate.“Mi
Claimed By My Alpha Rival Forty three
Winston’s pov Orson offered to let I and Nolan stay at his place, I refused.I don't want things to get out of hand especially when Nolan is around us.Orson can be impulsive. Very, Very impulsive.I held unto Nolan's hand as we weaved through the crowd, body against body.I could smell drinks, sweats and scent.“What's the party for again?” I heard Nolan asked,“I don't really know” I let out a laugh, “He is strangely nice to you” Nolan pointed out.“He is being less of an asshole” I mused.“Hm, hm” Nolan said, “I might think he doesn't really like me until he asked you bring me along”I almost laugh, The truth is that Orson didn't like anyone but he didn't like Nolan because he thinks our relationship is real.“He doesn't really like anyone, He doesn't like Martin”Speaking of Martin, My best friend is really pissed that I agreed to go to Orson’s party.He had some theory that Orson might want to murder me.But only I know he man wouldn't…His intentions are far from killing.“How
Claimed By My Alpha Rival Forty two
Orson's pov“I still don't get why you're planning a party” Hiram said as he put on his jersey over his gear.“I feel like throwing one” I shrugged, glancing at my phone screen.“You haven't throw a party in what? Three years since Winston Crowley turned down your invitation” Hiram argued.Yeah, one if the reasons I’ve dislike Crowley was when he turned me down after a game together.“What do you mean by that?” I shot my best friend a look.“You invited him as you want me to travel down to his city to seduce his boyfriend” Hiram said in a whisper, “I thought you messing with him like always but it seems to be more than that and I couldn't understand. Expect if you have develop a thing for alphas?” Hiram cocked his sideway to look at me.“Shut up” I hissed.“I see, it's what I thought. I’m not judging. I'm just pissed you won't talk to me” Hiram said.“Whatever” I mumbled, “Are you helping with his boyfriend?”Hiram shot me a look, “I will do it” “He is pretty, your type”“I know. I d
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