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CHAPTER 4

Author: V. LORDE
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The weight of the moment hung heavily in the air, as I was surprised to see him already standing before me when I turned around around.

“I want an answer, Elisse. You can’t leave this room without agreeing with me.” Dominic replied.

I tried to back away from him but he quickly curled his arms around my waist and blocking my attempt to keep some distance between us.

“Why are you doing this? Huh? Why are you hitting on me, Dominic?” I pushed him away, feeling a mix of anger and confusion. “You know I’m Harold’s mate. Your alpha! What kind of loyalty is that?” I had to lie despite the fact that Harold had already rejected me.

His lips twisted into a smirk, and I could see a challenge flicker in his eyes. “Loyalty? Is that what you call it? You think he deserves you?”

I folded my arms, frustrated. “Harold has his flaws, but he’s still my mate.” I lied again.

“Flaws? The Alpha’s a complete idiot to make you feel like you’re not wanted and compelled you to do such things,” Dominic shot back, taking a step closer. “Do you even know how many men would give anything to have a woman like you? You’re beautiful, Elisse.”

I huffed, my cheeks flushing with both confusion and irritation. “Beautiful? Is that how you truly see me? How should I even believe that when my very own mate humiliated me by saying I could not even satisfy him in bed. That no man would ever be satisfied with my body. You can’t honestly think otherwise.”

Dominic’s expression hardened, and he stepped in closer, the space between us crackling with energy. “You’re wrong about that, Elisse. You’re absolutely wrong. Just your photos alone makes me hard. Imagine what it would be like if I could have a taste of you too?”

The heat of his words washed over me, and I felt a thrill run down my spine despite my protest, my thigh moistened. “What do you mean by ‘taste’?” I shot back, trying to regain some control over the situation.

He closed the distance between us, and before I could fully comprehend what he was up to, Dominic grabbed my hand and pressed it against his groin.

 “This is what you do to me,” he said, his voice low and husky as he referred to his hard cock hidden beyond his ragged pants. “Just your image is more than enough to give me a boner, to make my damn cock hard. You have no idea how fucking beautiful you are that I want to slide my cock inside your sexy mouth.”

I blinked at him, a mixture of shock and confusion flooding my mind. “You’re being ridiculous! Delusional, even, for thinking that way!” 

Dominic chuckled softly, shaking his head. “No, Elisse. I’m not and I meant every single word I said. I can see that you’re frustrated. You’re trapped in a cage, and I want to help you break free.”

“Help me? By flirting with me? By thinging about all the nasty things that you’d do with me and my body?” I countered, feeling both flattered and offended. “You don’t even know what I want.”

“Do I?” he leaned in closer, brushing his fingers across my lips. “Show me your naughty list.”

“What?” My voice faltered, my heart racing. 

“You said, you made a naughty list, show it to me, Elisse.”

And as I was still afraid that if I refused he might just threatened me again, I was compelled to eventually showed him the image from the notebook about the naughty list. 

“Damn, you really went all out,” he said, scanning the list. “What the fuck? Visit a strip club? Hook up with a random guy? Have an orgy sex? You deserve more than doing any of these damn list, Elisse. You’re not just a pretty face to be tossed around like some whore toy for other men.”

“Are you saying I should take it off the list?” I asked, incredulous.

“Exactly. You shouldn’t strip for just anyone. You’re worth more than that,” he replied, looking deep into my eyes. “Especially not for some dumbass man.”

“And who deserves it then? You?” I shot back, crossing my arms defiantly.

“That’s a perfect suggestion,” he said, that infuriating smirk returning. “In fact, I think I’m the only one who deserves to see what’s beneath those clothes, to witness those sexy poses first hand and see up close those pink nipples and nice juicy clit you have on your photos and to show you how it should be taken care of.”

“Who says you get to make that decision?” I challenged, feeling my heart race.

Dominic stepped closer, the tension between us thickening like fog. “I’m not just talking about your body, Elisse. I’m talking about how I could satisfy you like no other man can—not even you dumbass Alpha mate.”

Before I could respond, he reached down, scooping me up effortlessly and placing me on the table. The cool glass surface pressed against my thighs, and I gasped in surprise. “What are you doing?” I exclaimed, my breath hitching as he leaned in.

“I’m showing you what it could be like being with mated with someone like me,” he whispered, brushing his lips against my neck, sending shivers coursing through me. “Let me make you feel alive again. Let me show you how a real man satisfies his woman.”

“Dominic, this is wrong!” I protested, but the heat pooling in my belly made it hard to resist.

“Making me stop would be impossible, Elisse. You can try but I doubt you would really want to,” he murmured, capturing my lips in a kiss that took my breath away. My body betrayed me as I melted against him, the taste of him igniting a forbidden fire within me that I thought I had extinguished when Harold had rejected me.

He pulled away, his eyes searching mine, filled with a mixture of desire and determination. “Become my mate, let me imprint on you, Elisse, and I will grant you the desire to make your husband regret setting someone like you aside.”

“Be your mate? I am mated with Harold, are you idiot?” I echoed, my mind racing. This was insane. I was still married to Harold, still tied to the pack, and yet here I was, on a table with the Beta, caught in a whirlwind of passion and temptation.

“His mark has faded, you can’t fool me. He has rejected you, I know. So just think about it,” he urged, brushing my hair back and tilting my chin up. “You deserve more than what Harold has given you. I can show you pleasure like you’ve never known. I’ll fuck you more than the nastiest fantasy you have on your list.”

I felt my heart pounding, the thrill of danger and rebellion coursing through my veins. “You make it sound so easy,” I replied, my voice trembling.

“It can be,” he said, his gaze unwavering. “But it’s your choice. You don’t have to stay in that cage. I’ll help you break free, Elisse.”

The conflict within me raged on, but as I stared into Dominic’s silver eyes, I couldn’t ignore the longing deep inside me. Maybe he was right. Maybe I didn’t have to settle for a life where I felt unloved and unwanted.

Dominic then slowly lured his face to kiss me again, but just before he could, we suddenly heard the front door creak open, and panic surged through me. “Someone’s coming!” I whispered, fear flooding my voice. 

Dominic quickly pulled me off the table, and we shared a knowing look, both of us aware of the lines we were crossing. But even as the footsteps drew closer, the undeniable chemistry between us lingered, filling the room with unfinished desire.

“We’ll finish this later,” Dominic whispered against my left ear as he stood behind me, his voice low, before slipping out of the room through a hidden door behind his table.  With a final, heated glance he went out with a devious grin.

As I stood there, both my heart and mind swirling with confusion, I knew this was all wrong but why the fuck was I felt so damped between my legs as though I had just felt aroused from what that fucking beta did to me?

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