보관함
검색
홈 / Romance / RECLAIMED BY THE ALPHA: THE ALPHA’S HIDDEN HEIR / Chapter 79: Date

공유

Chapter 79: Date

작가: AuthorRuby
last update 게시일: 2026-06-19 20:09:39

EMILY

He sits on the couch and I climb into his lap and the moment my knees settle on either side of his thighs his hands find the hem of my skirt and push it up my legs and I can feel him already, hard against me through his trousers, and my hips roll forward against the pressure before I decide to move them.

His mouth is on my neck. Open, warm, tasting the skin below my jaw while his fingers drag my skirt higher and higher until the fabric bunches around my waist and his palms are flat on my
이 작품을 무료로 읽으실 수 있습니다
QR 코드를 스캔하여 앱을 다운로드하세요
이전 챕터 다음 챕터
잠긴 챕터

최신 챕터

  • RECLAIMED BY THE ALPHA: THE ALPHA’S HIDDEN HEIR   Chapter 92: Touch

    He kisses me. Soft at first. Tasting like lime and chili. Then his hand slides to the back of my neck and the softness burns away and my hand finds his chest and his heart is hammering under my palm.
He pulls back. “There’s a dressing room behind you.”
“I know. I work here.”
“Is it unlocked?”
“We can’t—”
“Is it unlocked, Emily?”
His eyes are dark. The gold pressing through.
“It’s unlocked.”
He pulls me to my feet. Across the studio. Through the dressing room door. Small, dim, mirrors on three walls, a cushioned bench along the back. The door closes and his hands are on my waist and he lifts me and my back hits the mirror and the glass is cold through my shirt and his mouth is hot on my neck and I wrap my legs around his waist and grip his hair.
“We have to be quiet,” I say.
“Nobody’s here.”
“The security guard—”
“Doesn’t care.” He bites the spot below my ear and my hips rock against him and the sound I make isn’t quiet at all.
He carries me to the bench. Sets me down. Pulls my shirt o

  • RECLAIMED BY THE ALPHA: THE ALPHA’S HIDDEN HEIR   Chapter 91: Trap

    

EMILY
Nick is in my kitchen drying dishes while I sketch four dresses that will tell me who I can’t trust.
Mia is asleep. Mason is in his room counting Legos that Mia definitely rearranged. The apartment is quiet except for the scratch of my pencil and the soft clink of plates.
“I’m going to find the leak tomorrow,” I say.
He sets a plate on the rack. “How?”
“Four sketches. Four different finale dresses. I show each person privately, tell them it’s the real closer, tell them to keep it between us.” I finish the line on the third dress and start the fourth. “Whichever one shows up outside my studio tells me who’s been talking.”
Nick picks up another plate. Dries it slowly. “Who are you testing?”
“Priya. June. Lucia.” I add the hemline. “And Derek.”
“You said three names and added Derek like an afterthought.”
“Because he is one. I don’t need to check Derek.”
Nick sets the plate down. Doesn’t pick up another.
“Emily.”
“He’s been with me since the beginning. He was there when the

  • RECLAIMED BY THE ALPHA: THE ALPHA’S HIDDEN HEIR   Chapter 90: Price of Happiness

    

EMILY


Mason is sitting on my cutting table eating a peanut butter sandwich and supervising my hem work with the critical eye of a five-year-old who has opinions about fabric.


"That part is wobbly," he says, pointing at the seam I just pinned.


"It's not wobbly. It's gathered."


"What's gathered?"


"It's when you make the fabric bunch on purpose so it looks—"


"Wobbly."


Mia is on the floor beside him, cross-legged, drawing wolves on the back of my pattern paper. She's drawn fourteen so far. Each one has a name written underneath in her careful, crooked handwriting. The latest wolf is pink with yellow eyes and is labeled AUNT SAGE.


"Wolves aren't pink, Mia," Mason says.


"This one is."


"That's not how biology works."


"It's how ART works."


"Art should be accurate."


"Art should be PRETTY." She holds up the drawing. "Is this pretty?"


Mason looks at it for a long time. "The eyes are good."


"Thank you."


"The body is wrong."


"MASON."


"I said the eyes are good.

  • RECLAIMED BY THE ALPHA: THE ALPHA’S HIDDEN HEIR   Chapter 89: Real

    NICKI hit the tarmac with Mason in my arms and my bare feet on the cold ground and I don't feel the cold. I don't feel anything except his arms around my neck and his heartbeat against my chest and the wet of his tears on my shoulder."I've got you," I say into his hair. "I've got you, buddy. You're safe."He's shaking. His whole small body is shaking against me and his fingers are dug into my shoulders and he won't let go. He's not supposed to let go. He can hold on as long as he needs to."You came," he says. Muffled against my neck. "You came, you came.""I'll always come. I told you. I promised."Headlights sweep across the tarmac. A car pulls up fast and the doors open before it stops moving. Emily is out first, running, her feet slapping the pavement, and she reaches us and her hands are on Mason's back and in his hair and on his face and she's checking him everywhere, her fingers gentle on his cheek where the red mark is."Baby," she says. Her voice breaks. "Oh, baby, your fac

  • RECLAIMED BY THE ALPHA: THE ALPHA’S HIDDEN HEIR   Chapter 88: Safe

    MASONThe car stops and Jessica pulls me out and we’re somewhere with little planes.Not the big airport where Dad took me once to watch planes land. A small place with a fence and a gate and a man who waves Jessica through without checking anything. It’s dark and the lights on the ground are blue and white and the planes are small, the kind with stairs that fold down from the door.Jessica is pulling my arm and walking fast and I have to run to keep up because her legs are longer and she’s not slowing down. The suitcase is rolling behind her on the pavement, bumping over cracks.A car is parked beside one of the planes. A man is leaning against it. When we get closer I see him and my stomach drops because I know him.Alex.He looks different. Tired. His clothes are wrinkled and he hasn’t shaved and he’s looking at Jessica the way Mrs. Park looks at kids who do something dangerous on the playground.“This is a very stupid thing you’re doing, Jessica,” Alex says.“Move.”“You hit him.

  • RECLAIMED BY THE ALPHA: THE ALPHA’S HIDDEN HEIR   Chapter 87: Silver Alpha

    EMILYNick is on his fourth phone call in twenty minutes and each one is louder than the last.“I don’t care about jurisdictional procedure, David. I care about the fact that a judge who spent Christmas at my father’s estate is sitting on my custody case. That’s not procedure, that’s corruption, and if your office doesn’t file the recusal motion by morning I’ll file it myself and I’ll name every member of the judicial review board who signed off on the reassignment.”I’m in the kitchen making tea I won’t drink because my hands need something to hold. Nick is pacing the living room with his phone pressed against his ear and his free hand cutting the air and his voice is the one that makes people in boardrooms go quiet, except right now it’s making people on the other end of phone calls go quiet for the wrong reasons.“Then find someone who can. I don’t care if it’s midnight. I don’t care if you have to wake up the chief justice and explain to her why a Blackwood Foundation board member

  • RECLAIMED BY THE ALPHA: THE ALPHA’S HIDDEN HEIR   Chapter 43: Space

    “I was gathering information—”“You contacted a doctor about suppressing my mate bond.” I keep my voice low and even because my daughter is three feet away colouring a purple wolf and I will not fall apart at this table. “And you didn’t mention it.”“Em, I was trying to give you options. You’ve bee

  • RECLAIMED BY THE ALPHA: THE ALPHA’S HIDDEN HEIR   Chapter 42: Blue Dress

    The blue dress caused Tension before I even put it on.Derek was right, it’s beautiful. Silk. Backless. The kind of blue that shifts in candlelight from navy to something almost black. I stand in front of the mirror and the woman looking back at me is someone I haven’t been in a long time. Someone

  • RECLAIMED BY THE ALPHA: THE ALPHA’S HIDDEN HEIR   Chapter 40: Daddy's Jet

    Nick texted me Thursday morning.Do you want me to arrange the jet?I stared at the message for ten seconds.The what?The jet. For the trip. It’s faster than driving and Mia gets carsick on mountain roads.You have a jet.Emily. I’m one of the wealthiest Alphas in the country. I run a company that

  • RECLAIMED BY THE ALPHA: THE ALPHA’S HIDDEN HEIR   Chapter 39: The resort 2

    I go to the hallway closet where I stashed the bag from the studio. Navy tissue paper. I’ve been carrying it back and forth for two days, moving it from my desk to the car to the closet, trying to decide if this is too much. If it says something I’m not ready to say.I hand it to Nick. “It’s for Ma

더보기

다른 추천

좋은 소설을 무료로 찾아 읽어보세요
GoodNovel 앱에서 수많은 인기 소설을 무료로 즐기세요! 마음에 드는 작품을 다운로드하고, 언제 어디서나 편하게 읽을 수 있습니다
앱에서 작품을 무료로 읽어보세요
앱에서 읽으려면 QR 코드를 스캔하세요.
DMCA.com Protection Status