I was in the alpha suite, cleaning as I did almost every day when I felt hands around me. I jumped and clutched my chest. I glared at the man who dared put his hands on me. " Hey, you," he said. I gave him a dirty look, showing him how much I abhorred him. " Excuse me," I spat, grabbing my supplies and leaving the room, but he held me again, wrapping his filthy hands around me. " Let me fucking go, Gray!" He was indeed shameless, he didn't care that Stacy could walk in any minute now. " I'm sorry they hurt you," he said, his gaze roaming around my body. I pulled my shirt lower. I didn't have a wolf, so my healing was really slow. I scoffed and turned around. " You are married, don't touch, or speak to me again," I sneered. Opening the door, I met Stacy at the door. She gave me a disgusting look and her gaze went past my shoulder to see her husband. Grayson just turned around and went to his office. She sniffed me. " You are such a whore!" She screamed, slapping my face.
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