All Chapters of Alpha Rafael: Chasing My Ex Wife: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

LILA'S POVHot tears streak down my face as I run out of his office. This is the worst humiliation of my life. Worse than anything I've ever endured. And the worst part? I'm disgusted-with myself, my body, everything. I could have resisted. I could have fought. But instead, I was moaning like a slut. A fucking slut."Are you alright, Lila?" Anna's ever-cheerful voice booms beside me, yanking me out of my thoughts.I sniff hard, swallowing the lump in my throat as I turn to her. Of course, she caught me. Anna misses nothing."I'm fine, just... yunno... passing through some phase," I mutter, at least giving her half the truth.Anna squints, her gaze sharp and assessing. "Mmm-hmm. Right. And I'm Mother Teresa." She folds her arms. "Come on, spill. You look like someone just chewed you up and spat you out."If there's anything about Anna she never takes no for an answer.I force a laugh, but it sounds hollow. "It's nothing, Anna. Really."She narrows her eyes. "Lila, babe, you suck at lyi

LILA'S POVCold brown eyes assess me, stripping me down to nothing with a single stare. This-this is what Anna warned me about. If looks could kill, I'd be a fucking corpse right now.My legs feel unsteady, but I hold his gaze anyway. Brave? Stupid? Maybe both. But if there's one thing I refuse to do, it's cower. They say never show weakness, because the moment you do, people will stomp all over it.He tilts his head slightly, the first movement he's made since I stepped inside. Aside from pinning me with those murderous eyes, of course."Wrong outfit, Princess."His voice is deceptively soft. And that last word? Princess?Well, that's fucking new.I didn't flinch. I didn't let his words charm me. Instead, I'm glaring at him. Challenging him. "I'm here to work, not to be your pet."A chuckle. Low. Dangerous.But to me? It's not a real laugh. Rafael doesn't do laughter. He does cold. Sharp. Deadly."Work?" He leans back in his chair, showing that effortless, spine-chilling power. "Did

LILA POV "Did he fire you?"Anna's voice yanks me out of my thoughts so suddenly that I stumble, barely catching myself before face-planting into the floor."You alright?" she presses, one brow lifting as she watches me.I nod quickly, forcing my legs to carry me to my desk. My pussy is still clenched from the assault it just endured in that damn office, and every step reminds me of Rafael's voice, his commands, his touch that never actually touched me.Fuck.And now, with Anna's sharp eyes practically dissecting me, I'm terrified she'll see right through me. That she'll somehow know what just happened behind those closed doors."No, he didn't," I say, schooling my voice into something professional, calm. Like my world wasn't just turned inside out. "Just gave me a couple of tasks to complete. And a warning."A smooth, harmless lie.Oh damn. Mistake. Anna doesn't do smooth. "Oh..." she drags out the syllable, her eyes narrowing as she folds her arms. "Did he, by any chance, give you

LILA'S POV Eyes so cold peered into mine, my heart beating erratically, so hard it rattled my ribs. "I'm his," the words, the claim. The dominance had me confused. One minute, he is acting all charming like my knight in shining armor dealing with Shaun for slapping me. Like I was something worth protecting. The next, he's back acting all vicious and brutal, a predator playing with his prey.My lashes flutters staring into his eyes. His looks were different. Cold?Yes. Dark? Absolutely. But hate? No. That had been replaced by something else. Something I couldn't name, something that sent a shiver down my spine.A knock at the door made me jolt. I turned instinctively, my gaze shifting away.Before I could react, he yanked me up, his fingers hooking into the collar around my neck. A breath hitched in my throat as he pulled me forward, forcing me down onto his lap. Like a pet. Like I was nothing but a possession.Heat flared across my cheeks-fuck. Someone was about to walk through th

LILA POV Have you ever felt like the world should crash on you, and you should be suddenly gone? That's how I feel right now. I feel less of myself. Maybe it's the overwhelming urge to spike Rafael's drink with enough wolfsbane to end him. If he dies, my torture ends, right? What would he think, knowing his mother killed his father? Would he hate me? Would I become worse than the monster that birthed me? I shake the thought away, gripping the steering wheel tighter as I drive home. Driving back home, with Rafael's leash-his sick, humiliating symbol of ownership-rests against my neck like a damn noose. I hate the way it clings to me, a cruel reminder of everything he's taken. But I don't dare take it off. Not unless I want to deal with his punishment. This had become a ritual since Rafael happened. Driving and being lost in thought. The wind blowing into my face calmed me a bit. I needed to visit the hospital again-after closing hours, that's majorly where I return to, hovering o