IV: You Can't Reject Me TwiceKnox's POVI could feel my father and brother's gazes boring into my skull, but I will explain things to them later. Shock was also evident in Alyssa's face, but her face also shows how much she detested the idea of marrying me. I was originally planning on choosing a wife for my stupid brother, but when I saw Alyssa's face—her ever so feisty eyes that looked at me straight in the eyes when she rejected me—I changed my mind. Why not use this opportunity to make her life a living hell? She will regret losing a man like me. "Isn't that right? I thought..." Alpha Vladimir skeptically said, his eyes shifting from me to Lance and I cut him off before he could run his mouth. "The food is ready, Vladimir. I can't wait to get to know my future wife." I stated, sending a tight-lipped smile in Alyssa's way and daringly held her waist, feeling her body stiffening under my touch. "Right, let's take this inside, Vladimir." My father agreed, motioning us to enter
IV: A Victim of Twisted FateAlyssa's POVI could feel Knox stiffening behind me, his weight disappearing on my back. Confusion replaced the earlier arousal I felt and when I turned to look at him, the man looked sober than earlier, as if a bucket of ice cold water was thrown over his head. "Why did you stop?" I asked him, voice full of disappointment. "I don't do virgins. Virgins can be clingy and whiny once you've taken their virginity. I hate that shit." He replied coldly and I watched him put his boxers on, giving me a glimpse of the monster hiding beneath the thin fabric before it disappeared. "And this shouldn't have happened in the first place. I got too much to drink and I almost fūcked you. Shit." His voice was laced with regret and anger directed at himself.My ego was hurt by his statement and I angrily copied him, frustrated that he didn't finish what he started, and angry at myself for letting the alcohol and desperation cloud my mind. "And really? How old are you? Twe
III: We Are Not Enemies TonightAlyssa's POVDoes this jerk carry a flashlight or a gun in his pocket? A man to my right attempted to pull me away but he stopped when Knox raised his hand. It was then I noticed three men surrounding him and I'm pretty sure they had a gun. Why would an Alpha like him need protection anyways? Ah, right, I forgot he's also a billionaire. I wiggled on top of him, attempting to stand up, but he did not let me. He stopped me by grabbing either side of my waist, and I could feel his hot breath on my neck. I resisted the urge to shiver at the feel of his breath hitting my skin. "Don't move too much or you will really wake him up." His deep and husky voice whispered in my ears and I stiffened like a statue. What did he say?My breathing involuntarily accelerated and my heart beat faster. I swallowed deeply and I'm pretty sure he heard it. I resisted the urge to blush like a virgin but because I am damn it! I have been too busy with work and everyone's breat
II: Popping a Boner Over my Enemy Knox's POV"What do you mean I'm getting married?!" Lance screeched at the top of his lungs when he suddenly barged in my office where Dad and I were discussing his marriage. I saw his bodyguards entering and lining up with my own men."Ah, so you heard." I deadpanned with a sarcastic smile and pointed at the empty chair across from us because Dad was already sitting beside me. "Sit. We are just about to pick the lucky lady who will have the unfortunate fate of marrying you.""Do I even have a say in it?" Lance huffed, slumping on the chair and crossing his arms. "Yeah, no. You don't." I picked up one of the photos scattered on the table and threw it at him, watching it land on his lap and he picked it up with his eyes wide. "A married woman, really? What, single women or unmated females no longer do it for you?" I shook my head at her and continued to throw the other scandalous pictures of him like they were cards. "This is the only way we can ta
I: Falling on Top of the Devil's LapAlyssa's POV"You're getting married."Those were the words that left my father's mouth as soon as I arrived from work as his temporary replacement as the CEO of Morning star, a publishing company. Yes, he chose an Omega like me, his least favorite child, because his two sons are incompetent. After a long day of having the secretary follow me around with a tablet in her hand, recording everything I was doing, reminding me what I should or shouldn't do, guiding me where to go next like I was a robot programmed to do what she wants. That isn't even a bad thing, it was the fact that she was my father's puppet and I didn't have the free will to choose who works for me. "As you can see, our pack isn't as strong as it was before and we are losing money. Those darn foreigners snatched our members and consumers one by one and we are getting weaker..." I tuned out the following words he said, watching his spit flying all over the place and seeing that one