All Chapters of Alpha Daddy Is My Step Uncle: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

ISLAThis couldn't be happening to me. Not again. Not after everything I've been through. My eyes were all swollen and itchy from crying. Red marks formed all over my wrists from the countless struggles to get the bounds off.And he was just sitting there. Staring at me. Watching me struggle. Without uttering a damn word. “Roman…” I whispered. He didn't move from the position where he rested on the couch. “... When do you plan to let me go?” “I don't.” The answer was plain, simple and very honest. I could see it in those eyes of his. “What do you want from me?” I muttered. I was sprawled on the bed now, my hair plastered on my face with the sweat. Even the sheets were drenched. And all that was for nothing. “Nothing,” came a one-word answer in the same monotone. “So why are you keeping me here?” I was too exhausted to even yell. “Do you want to take me back to the pack? Make me your slave again? What exactly do you want?” He suddenly sat up, elbows on his knees as he watched

/-KAEL-/I wasn't sure what to think. If she was actually capable of hurting Mykel to that extent or this was just some kind of setup, orchestrated by my father because he didn't like her. I was well aware that Isla had a mind of her own. She would not keep shut and just tolerate anything because the inflictor was above her. When she stabbed my brother earlier, I was shocked and mesmerized at the same time. It felt like I was truly seeing a woman for the first time.But self-defense could be overruled and turned into a very serious crime if my brother ended up crippled or worse, dead. My father didn't hold any regard for women, talk less of those beneath his standards. Which was why he didn't even bother to announce a trial, or even hear her side of the story before demanding she be executed on the spot. My head was spinning from too many possibilities. A part of me didn't believe she could have done and the other part felt like it was something she was capable of. Why else wou

ISLA“I'm not sure.” His eyes met mine expectantly, as if he hadn't heard what I just said. I contemplated repeating the words but I couldn't with the way he looked at me. It was then that I realised how fucking pathetic I was. After everything he had done to me, my stupid heart still skipped right next to him. My body wouldn't forget him and those eyes… the way they looked at me like I was his salvation. The only thing that mattered to him. I was still an open book before those seafoam eyes. I was still hopelessly in love with him. Just as much as I hated him. “Isla…” The way my name fell off his lips. The crack in his voice when he called me. That vulnerability. God, I hated all of it. The way it effortlessly made my insides melt. The way it made me realise that all that pain was nothing at the prospect of having him. “Maybe…” my lips quivered. “Start by not abducting and keeping me against my will.” “Okay.” “You will stop stalking me.” “Okay.” “You will not show yoursel

ISLAThe harshness of his tone surprised me. I thought he'd be happy to see me, considering his current situation but apparently that wasn't the case. “What do you mean by that?” I frowned. “You brought me here, were you expecting me to leave without you? Do you know how difficult it was to find you?”He ran his hand through his hair, letting out a deep sigh. It was the first time I had seen his hair messy and God, it looked so freaking good on him. “How did you even find me?” Those turquoise eyes were clouded with worry. He glanced around frantically through the bars. “Did anyone see you come here?” “No, they can't,” I answered, and his eyes snapped to me. I immediately cursed my shape tongue for blurting that out without thinking. “What do you mean they can't?” His tone deepened with suspicion. There was no way I could tell him that Roman knocked them all out. Surprised? Yeah, me too. After the horrible words I said to him, I didn't expect he would actually help me get down he

ISLA There was silence throughout the drive. After successfully hiding me in one of his cars and knocking out more than half of the guards, he finally got to leave the mansion. “Are you thinking about what I said?” He asked me. “There is nothing to think about, Roman,” I muttered, gazing outside the window. I didn't understand why my stupid heart was already caving to his needs because of a few words. It was taking a lot of mental strength to actually keep me from just throwing myself into his arms and screaming at him for taking so long. He didn't say anything to that. He kept his gaze fixed on the road, like I hadn't even spoken. “Elsie is going to be home by now. I'm sure she's worried sick about me,” I said. “I'll stop at your apartment and pick her up. I'm not sure there will be time for you two to pack, so you will only carry what you need…”“We're not going back to the pack with you,” I pointed out again, since he chose to ignore me the first time. I wasn't going to let h