LOGINMarried to the gay arrogant son of a billionaire, little did she know that she was already pregnant for the love of her life, how long would she go to keep the secret of her pregnancy from her husband to give her unborn child the life of luxury she deserve for her and how long will the billionaire's son keep his dirty secret from her.
View More"My mate?" He snickers, his lips curled into a smirk as he walks towards me.
My heart fell to my stomach, my hands turned cold and I pressed myself against the wall, with no way of escaping.
No... No... No... This is not possible! I left that place and him for good... But what the hell is he doing here?! In my life where he shouldn't be there!
My eyes lowered unconsciously in fear but, my entire body went cold when I felt his presence so close to the point his hot breaths were hitting my face, sending goosebumps all over my body.
"So you are my mate, hmm?" His deep mature voice vibrated against my ear, taking me back to all the memories that are still giving me nightmares.
The word mate from his mouth sounds like a nightmare.
Cold sweat break out all over my skin in fear of his next move.
What is he going to do? Is he gonna hurt me for disobeying him and running away 5 years ago?
I flinched and my body went numb when I felt his rough thumb and forefinger pinching my chin, or even touching me for the first time after all this silent torture. The next second, he forced me to look up at his dark scary ocean eyes and I tried to avoid them because they were too intimidating. “Look at me! Don't let your thoughts wander around when I am with you!” His deep dark voice rang against my lips, making me look into his scarily beautiful eyes. My body flinched a little and I tried to move back into the corner to hide myself like I did before."Don't you dare move" His voice made my body freeze and my fear increased with each passing second so I decided to do something bold with all the adrenaline rushing to my body.
“Al... Alpha Damon, I... I heard that you are already married, so... so this meeting between us is not right. Can you please let me go? You can just reject it so you don't have to worry about anything" I blurried out loud, avoiding his eyes I don't know how but I felt like he didn't remember him.I know he will leave me alone if I remind him about Rose, his wife, his childhood sweetheart, whom he only ever loved.
He paused for a second, his eyes searching for something in mine, and the next second, he threw his head back, laughing like he found something. My heart clinched in fear as I didn't know what was going on but this was starting to make me think a lot of things that might not even be possible. Controlling his laughter, he took a step closer, pushing into the little space that kept us apart. “Tsk, tsk, tsk” He shook his head tsking, staring into my eyes with a smirk covering his lips, and continued in his dark dangerous voice, “My cutie, did you seriously think that I am willing to let you go after 5 long years?!”. My heart stopped for a second as I stared dead into my eyes and I am so sure that my face must be pale in fear of knowing how the rest of my life will be.How…? How come he still remembers me after all these years? I am not the only one who he bullied.
“What’s with that look? Did you actually think that I could let you go after what you have done, hmm?” his voice hardens, sending a shiver down my spine. He let my face go and raised his hand to gently stroke my face a few times before grabbing it, and pulling me a little closer to him, leading my lips to almost touch his while he whispered in his sweet voice "When you disappeared, I promised myself to find you and give you the hell for disobeying your master, and now, I got you as a mate, do you think that I will let you go, hmm?".Hell? Not let me go? Even though he is already married?
My thoughts started to scatter around and my body grew increasingly tense with each passing thought.
Adrenaline rushed to my system and I just wanted to escape him and his presence so I pushed him and tried to run, not ready to even spend a second here so I tried to push him and run.
"STOP RIGHT THERE OR I WILL GET YOUR FAMILY INVOLVED!" He shouts in anger, grabbing my hand and pulling me back to the same place.
The adrenaline left my body the moment he mentioned my family. I... I don't want them to be involved with this anymore. They have already suffered so much because of me.
"What do you want...?" I whisper in pain, tears filling my eyelids, as I look into his eyes for the first time on my own. Defeated.
"Come back with me without any struggle," He says, wiping my tears like he cares but I know he doesn't. He loves seeing me cry
“I… I am not going back there,” I whispered, shaking my head, and flashing back to the time he bullied me.
“Rechel, don't make me repeat my words! You know that I can drag you with me and lock you up in the pack if you refuse to come but I am giving you a chance to think. If you want to save everyone from the punishment then come back!” His voice deepens with the hint of anger and I know that I can't push his buttons because he might do something. My heart stopped for a second, and the night that we escaped flashed in front of my eyes like a movie.I reticently nodded my head in fear of hurting my family, and said, "I... I can do anything you want, so can you please don't hurt my family...".
"Anything I want?!" He asked with a sinister smile.
My heart skipped a beat in fear but I forced my head to nod, not daring to reject him.
"Be my Mistress, cutie. Can you do it?" he let those cruel words from his beautiful lips knowing perfectly well that I am in no position to refuse him.Jennifer He’s in front of me now. My body aches for him,yearns for his closeness,but my mind wants him far away. As far as possible.Nothing good can come out of this.This will either disrupt everything I’ve planned… or set it in motion.My needy flesh spikes, betraying every warning screaming in my head.My throat tightens.“But tonight changed everything,” he says, angling his head. His hand cups my chin gently. My breath brushes his bare chest, warm and hard under his robe. My nipples pebble against the thin fabric of my nightdress, aching for more contact, more warmth.“On that balcony,” he continued, voice low, “when I held your hands… something snapped. Something I never thought was there. Never thought existed.”I closed my eyes tight,wishing this was just a dream.everything My fake marriage.This hidden pregnancy.His complicated sexuality.This mansion.His father.My father.All of it,one big, weary dream I could wake up from.But it’s not a dream.It’s real.And I’m righ
JENNIFER What just happened?The evening after we left the dinner replayed in my head like a broken record.Who does he think he is? Who almost kisses a girl, then acts like it never happened?Yeah. That’s Larry Davidson,the over-pampered, arrogant son of a proud billionaire. My husband. The same man I’m slowly falling in love with.God. How can I hate someone and still love him at the same time?This is so uncool.What was he doing, staying silent when I told him how I felt? I’d opened up to him,peeled back my wounds,and he just poured salt into them.Thank God I left his sorry ass in the car. But even that didn’t restore my dignity. It didn’t put out the fire that’s still burning in me.Rose had already set the table. Dinner sat untouched on the vanity, looking too perfect for my crumbling mood. I sighed heavily.“Thanks, Rosie,” I whispered to no one, jaw tight as I fought back the single tear threatening to ruin the makeup I was about to wash off anyway.Who am I protecting?He d
LARRY The moment we step into the room, it bursts with laughter and light,drunk, smiling rich men in tailored suits holding glasses like trophies.Flashes blind me for a second. For a moment, I want to gnarl at them, then I remember what this night is about,not me, not about Jennifer, but for my father.Cameras click nonstop. A cacophony of reporters and media personalities fight like hyenas for the juiciest scoop of the night. Pictures upon pictures, no moment too small to exploit.“My son and his beautiful wife,” Davison calls out, flashing us a wide, plastic smile, as if this is the first time he is seeing us tonight.His pot belly protruding belly wobble from left to right.As if he hasn’t just cornered us with threats.As if he hasn’t shattered the brief, fragile connection Jennifer and I shared seconds ago on the balcony.Pretentious bastard.I swallow hard. This confirms it,I hate him. But he is my father. Which means I still have to play his game or risk losing everything.We
LARRY For the first time since this whole charade,whatever it is,I bet my father will kill me for thinking his beloved dinner is a mere charade.something loosened between us. Just a little slack. But we both felt it.“I just want to thank you for how you stood up for me this evening,” I said, my voice low. I gazed into her eyes, still glistening under the soft lighting.All beaming, glimmering in every shade of red that needed to be, with a sheen that told me everything. She loved this.The glamour,she just blended right in as if she was born for this.A room full of the one percent,the high and mighty. She’s not used to this lifestyle, but I can tell she’s drinking it in. Who wouldn’t?“Come on, let me show you something.” I gently pulled away from the warm closeness between us and took her hand, tugging her through the sea of dignitaries and guests.She hesitated. “Come on,” I said again, tilting my head toward the direction we were headed.“But Larry…”“Don’t worry, they won’t m






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