Chapter 06

ALEXA

I might not have the right to hate him at the beginning of all of this but at this moment if there was anything that I hated it was definitely this man, he had to be the devil in wolf flesh, and after meeting me, after he had taken advantage of me, and

after what he had just done moments ago it left me with no choice.

As it was at the moment I had every sensible reason to dislike him—

A knock came from the door and as I opened a maid walked in with what looked to be the silliest of dresses.

It was black as I had always thought but too small to fit and short at the same time but not wanting to make him angry, I put it on anyway.

For some minutes, I stood right there In front of the mirror staring at myself.

Bracing myself on the edge of the mirror, tears trickled down my eyes.

I thought to myself why everyone was being unfair to me, there had to be a reason why.

Standing there not able to wrap my fingers around anything, I thought to let myself go with the waves of fate as it seemed to be in control of my life rather than myself.

The quiet sounds of someone's footsteps broke through the mantras of my thoughts and the only instincts I had was my eyes being opened.

The thought that it could be him coming down to my room made my heart race as I wiped off my tear as fast as I could, I grasped the edge of the mirror shelf once again and watched to be sure I left no trail.

The footsteps stopped right In Front of my door. I didn’t know who it belonged

to, but soon enough the door opened without knocking and the worst person who I wanted to see at that moment stood at the other end.

My heart raced as I found his face staring back at me, it wasn't the most pleasing and it seemed it had a hint of his impatience as well.

A cold sweat drifted through me. As I could see the pending danger loomed in the distance. More so looking into that endlessly. Dark, lifeless eyes.

I pulled myself out of my thoughts and headed toward the front of the door, ignoring the itch to just disappear or melt into the ground.

He held his gaze on me in a way enjoying what he saw I think as his hand reached up to rub his jaw.

"You look good in that dress." He muttered in a low voice.

It was the first complement he was giving me and it turned out it was for the wrong reason.

Something about this man might not seem right but at the same time he had to be the most handsome man I had ever crossed in a long while —It was more like having good and evil in the same package.

My skin buzzed with a cool sensation, and my bare feet paused at the end of the room, I looked into his eyes as I stood there in nothing but my short dress with my heart racing, while my heart beat a mile a minute.

When his gaze finally came up to me again , he looked at me intensely. We

stared at each other. He was only wearing black dress trousers and a white shirt yet he was breathless.

 I swallowed. It felt like he was charming after all, or it was me getting addicted to everything that had to be this man.

His manly scent was alluring, while my eyes ran down the length of his muscles that were smooth and tanned.

Warmth rushed to the pit of my stomach and I could feel it filling every part of me, it left feeling confused on what I was going to do with this man, it left me with no options.

My breathing shallow as his gaze trailed the dark dress that was hugging so tightly to my body, as sweat trickled down my brow down my body. Each drop that hit the concrete was another sparkling match in the short space between us. 

His attention settled on my face, his gaze

narrowing.

“I see you are very bad at answering compliments?” His voice had an edge to it.

It looked like he was getting angry already as I blinked at his rude tone. I couldn’t exactly say I’d done something to make him despise me this much but at the same time it was most certainly the last thing I wanted from at a time like this.

“I am Sorry.” I tried apologizing, but it sounded more breathless than

anything.

He gave his head a shake, letting out a small breath in frustration as it looked he wasn't enjoying the show of all of this at all as I could see that he wasn't amused it was clear by the way his jaw ticked as he rubbed them again, It was often I was being treated this way— Like I was worthless — and I wasn’t sure if I liked

it or not but regardless, I let it go.

He reached out and held my hand and my heartbeat wavered like it was hanging on nothing but a mere string.

It made his presence seem suddenly larger, more intimidating, it made me look so much smaller.

I let him hold me and tried not to confuse myself with whatever all this was. I wanted to ask where we were going but I had the fear of how he might react if I didn't and kept my mouth shut.

Without knowing what all of this was about I let him lead me down the stairs.

 There wasn’t a chance he might want to get rid of me as I had seen ,he clearly enjoyed how important I was to him even if it was just sexually.

When he stopped at the end of the stairs he let me go immediately. He did . I felt a bit unease and then wanted his grip around my wrist again, a part of me wanted so badly to be dominated by him.

He gave out instructions to the maid and a man that I had seen earlier and I was wondering if there was a soft side to him considering how he spoke to them and how freely he interacted but then I dreaded the fact that he would treat me that way as well.

 I already knew he did what he wanted regardless of rules, and I was certain they knew about this reputation and must have realized it before they sold me to him.

His gaze sparked when it came back to me. “Go wait for me in the car."

I nodded my head slowly as I walked out cautious of the prying eyes while trying to adjust my dress that I felt was too low.

Somehow, I thought it was deliberate as he didn't seem to want to complain about how low cut the dress was.

Reminding myself of the dress only made me both aware of how almost half naked I was.

Outside the breeze grew hotter, the air

denser as I made my way to the car that had a chauffeur waiting and holding the door.

I stood In Front of the car instead waiting, wondering how long he would take and just as I turned his jaw tightened as he took a step forward right toward where I was, I didn’t move. 

His white shirt almost brushed my black dress as my breasts tingle in anticipation, making my heart race yet again.

His body looked as though it was mine now considering how close he was to me, my heart beat silently as it felt his presence, I savored his scent as I could feel it sinking into my skin and urging me to step closer, to press my body against his.

"I can't take my eyes off you for even a minute." 

He ran his fingers down the nape of my neck and my breath seized when he kissed where his hands had been.

 He wasn't going to do this now, was he…definitely not outside.

"Please." I was able to mutter to him.

I couldn’t breathe when he leaned in, his voice low against my ear.

“You should know I can take you anywhere I want, I own you.” The rough sound of his voice ran down my neck, goosebumps following. I couldn’t help but think: would he really make love to me in the man's presence .

I dreaded the thought as his fingers brushed mine while keeping a wicked smile on his face.

 “Let's get going, we don't want to be late .” 

He walked away as he took a step back, and my entire body quaked in the aftermath.

Sitting in the back seat together we looked so good, I would have wished that he treated me differently than he was, then only would we have made a perfect couple.

My gaze narrowed as I looked up at him, he wasn't even looking my way but was busy in his own way as the car was filled with silence —He didn't say a word as he was lost in his own thoughts.

My heart stilled for a split second before I narrowed my eyes and looked at the other side of the window as life sped by.

 He was rude and confusing yet he was a part of fate, at that moment I had just one thought at the back of my mind at that moment.

Where was he taking me too?