Semua Bab Trapped With The Ruthless Alpha: The Heiress Vendetta: Bab 151 - Bab 160

ADELINA'S POV There was no way they could get everything ready on time. It was close to impossible. What happened to my system? This felt like a plan just to ruin my credibility in the office and I could think of just one person. My eyes went to Kimberly, who had finished speaking to the male colleague. Kimberly sensed something was wrong and got up looking concerned. "Is something wrong, Miss Bernie?" She asked Lydia sounding like the most concerned person in the world. "We lost some parts of the project proposal. It seems her system got infected with a virus." Lydia explained. Kimberly's face went pale. "The project got sabotaged!!" Her voice was deliberately high to draw the attention of others who started to gather because of how important this was for the team. "What do you mean by sabotage?" Sophia asked trying to be calm. My hand clenched, Lydia was in too much confusion to answer, so I had to. "I think my system was corrupted and my flash drive got

MIKHAIL'S POV I was expecting her to be thrown off and rejected immediately, but Mishka was actually considering my ridiculous request, although it wasn't a bad idea. "You are not being serious, that's crazy." She blurted, and her heartbeat got louder. I was curious what was going on in that mischievous mind of hers. I was certain she was considering it with how bashful she was. I chuckled, amused, "Your request is equally crazy, my dear Mishka." She knew I was right, we didn't have a solid relationship between us. We could hardly even be considered friends and she was asking for something so difficult. It was difficult but not impossible the same way my request was difficult but not impossible. "I can't do that," she said. I shrugged, glancing away, "In that case, this conversation is over. You promised to be able to do anything, yet you ate your words. Being unable to meet this deadline will cost me damages, which your team will have to pay for, and might cost them their

ADELINA'S POV Things got hot before I realised it. I heard his zipper slide down. He wasn't just taunting me. There was no way he was going to slam into my pussy from behind, although I wondered how that would feel. Damn it I was getting wetter at the thought. I wiggled, trying to get myself free from his hold, but it was pointless. Instead, it felt like I was giving him a better view of my wet behind. He was surely enjoying the exclusive view. "You won't dare." I sneered, making him chuckle. "I know what you are trying to do." I felt the cold air touching my skin. Mikhail had lifted my skirt up. My lower lip was between my teeth, and I bit it, trying to control my nervousness at the thought that he was staring at my butt, which was probably covered by my wetness that leaked all the way from my pussy. "The view here is pretty tempting. I can't believe you were already this wet for me. So that's where the sweet scent was coming from." He tugged my flimsy g-string, th

ADELINA'S POV The group slowly gathered around me. Their disgusting eyes made their intentions obvious. This was why I didn't want to take the night bus. It was dangerous. It was a group of 6, from the build and numerous tattoos I could read they were the type that have gotten into a couple of fights. They were experienced fighters. They all had dark brunette hair and dressed to the teeth in hard leather. Were they bikers? I wondered, noticing they had similar tattoos on their neck. If they were bikers, where were their bikes? I stepped backwards stumbling into something hard; one was behind me. I quickly moved away but the jerk from earlier was already in front of me "Stop being jumpy. We will make it fun. Trust me, gang bang is the dream of many girls. " Bile rose up my throat. "Get off my face." I barked at him and sent a kick towards him. He evaded it. "How sweet, she is a kicker. Come on, let's see what you can do." He chuckled then sent a punch at

ADELINA'S POV Mikhail didn't say anything and continued driving. His eyes were fixed on the road, and soon we were out of the urban area and entered the suburban area. The car was silent except for the low hum of the engine and the occasional sound of tires rolling over rough patches of road. I sat in the passenger seat, hands folded tightly in my lap, sneaking glances at Mikhail every few seconds. He said it was his birthday, and I had already given him a gift. I wondered what he was talking about.He hadn’t said a word since we got in. His jaw was locked, eyes fixed on the road ahead, and his grip on the steering wheel was tight, too tight. His knuckles were white, and there was something cold about the way his face stayed so still. Not angry. Just... unreadable. And that scared me more.I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. Somewhere deep in my chest, I was sure of that. But whatever switch had flipped inside him back at the bus stop, it was still on. I couldn’t unsee it. I