"I gave you comfort, security, and everything you ever asked for. What else do you want?" the Alpha asked in anger. "I want my freedom. I want to go back to Earth," Gina mistakenly spilled out. "You would get your freedom after you give birth to my son," the Alpha said as he turned back and was about to leave the room when he suddenly stopped abruptly. "Why are you so desperate to learn martial arts?" the Alpha asked, still facing away from Gina. "I am just passionate about learning it, nothing more," Gina answered, her eyes fixed on the floor. "I will help you. I will personally train you as long as you do not leave Atlanta again," he said, and Gina brightened up instantly. "But I want to assure you that no matter how hard you train, you will never be good enough to fight your way out of Atlanta. After you give birth to my son, you won't even have the opportunity to see his face," he muttered coldly as he turned the doorknob and headed out of her room. A few days later... He s

Gina was barely asleep when she suddenly heard the alpha sit up. She listened carefully, peeping through the duvet as she watched him walk steadily to his bookshelf. He moved a golden vessel to the left, and to her surprise, a secret passage opened up in the wall, paving a way for him to walk through. Gina gasped silently, in awe of the discovery. All this time, there had been a hidden passage in his chamber. What could be concealed behind those walls? The only way to find out was to follow him.Making sure he was out of sight, Gina quickly stood up and quietly trailed behind him. As she entered the dark room, she hoped she wouldn't get caught. After a long walk, the alpha stopped, and a door opened, revealing a beautiful staff placed on a pillar. Gina's lips dropped in shock as she witnessed the staff emitting a radiant light. Could this be the staff she had been searching for all along? She remained hidden in the darkness, listening attentively as the alpha's voice broke the silence.

As soon as Gina hung up the phone, she quickly picked up her bag and headed straight to the living room with her child, who was already awake due to the movement. Upon reaching the living room, she found her maid still watching TV, so she approached her and turned it off immediately. The maid watched her with a blank expression, not surprised by her action, as Gina had always been known for her short temper. While others might perceive her as a frustrated or temperamental person, the maid, having lived with her for three years, understood that there was always something bothering her. But despite their time together, Gina had never opened up about her personal life."Ivy, take this money and leave right now. Don't ever come back here again," Gina said, picking up a bundle of dollars and handing it over to her."I don't understand; it's not payday yet," the maid replied, staring at Gina in confusion and hesitating to accept the money."You're fired, Ivy. You can take your leave, kindly

Gina plastered the handwritten guidelines on the wall, staring at them as if the paper contained the Rosetta Stone to coexisting. The alpha, in turn, stared back, utterly clueless. “These are my rules for living together,” she declared, her voice tight. “If we can abide by them, respect each other's space despite this…child we share, then maybe, just maybe, our mutual loathing won't implode. I can’t assure you that we would get along, never would that happen. but we might be able to stand each other’s presence” Her voice softened, almost pleading. “And if you retrieve the staff from Boris, vanish forever, never to darken my door again, that would be ideal.”"That will be left to me to decide," he answered coldly, while Gina scoffed in shock."We clearly had a deal. You can’t go back on your word!" Gina said alarmed."I never agreed to that," he stated clearly.Gina took a deep breath, suppressing the rising anger within her. Instead of escalating the confrontation, she decided to sh

“do you really think you can hate me?” ralph whispered to her, his low and hoarse voice sending shivers down her spineGina was about answering when the shrill cry of her alarm tore through the fog of sleep, dragging Gina back to the harsh reality of her sun-drenched apartment. As her eyes fluttered open, she discovered that she had fallen asleep on the couch again while watching TV. the echo of Ralph's husky whisper still clung to the back of her mind, a phantom thread leading back to a tangled, disturbing dream. The sheets felt clammy against her skin, imprinted with the memory of phantom touches, desperate yearnings. Slowly, the details of the nightmare came into focus: the raw anger, the burning betrayal, the insatiable ache for a man who had shattered her world.But then, there was Ralph's voice, soft and seductive, weaving threads of doubt. "Do you really think you can hate me?" It was a question that she wasn’t so sure of the answer. Could she truly despise the man who had mad