17. The uninvited guest

After that passionate kiss, I couldn't look at Alpha King naturally. I felt like I had a little crush on him.

I sat on the balcony, looking down at the peaceful landscape of the back garden with beautiful flowers and butterflies perched on those branches.

Thinking of Alpha King made me feel sad. Since the first time he kissed me, he seemed to have found a new hobby, forcing me to kiss him at least once a day.

He also began to refuse to sleep in his bed, but always came to my bed.

Of course I disagreed. At those times, he would be angry like a child, refusing to talk to me for a long time. However, he had never been angry for too long. The next day, he would pretend nothing happened and continue to act pitifully to kiss me and sleep in the same bed as me.

Although I was very soft-hearted, I absolutely did not fall into his trap. For me, this relationship had grown so fast, it couldn't have been faster.

Every day I had to think of ways to deal with Alpha King's tricks. On the one hand h