Semua Bab Contracted By My Ex’s Father In Law : Bab 11 - Bab 20

***DANTE ***I sat at the grand table, one leg crossed over the other, a glass of untouched wine on the table. The hall glittered with lights, music, and laughter. Trenton stood beside me like a loyal dog, talking too much, words tumbling out of his mouth as if they could buy my attention.“Alpha Dante, we are so honored—truly honored—to have you here tonight. If only I had known earlier, I would have prepared even more. The pack is at your service. Anything you want, just say it.”I didn’t look at him. Not once.He fidgeted beside me, his forehead shining with sweat, but still he kept talking, desperate for my approval. The smell of fear rolled off him, and I let it sit there.Around the hall, many other Alphas lingered, eyes darting toward me but none daring to step close. They knew better. Their smiles were tight, their shoulders bowed. Even the women, bold in their dresses, tried to catch my eye with their lecherous stares, but none of them mattered.Not one. Until—my beast st

*** IRENE *** Morning light slipped through the curtains, soft and warm against my skin. My eyes fluttered open, my head heavy, my body weak. For a moment, I didn’t know where I was. The bed was too soft, the sheets too clean. Then, it hit me. This wasn’t my room. My heart began to pound as memories of last night flashed in my mind—Amira’s smirk, the drink, the heat crawling inside me, the men’s hands… and then darkness. I sat up quickly, the sheets falling from my body. I gasped when I realized I was in nothing but a thin robe. My breath caught in my throat, terror striking me cold. The sound of a door opened. I turned sharply—and froze. Dante walked out of the bathroom, his tall frame filling the doorway. His hair was damp, a towel in one hand, his chest bare. The sight of him standing there, calm, powerful, made my skin crawl with shame. Monster. I grabbed the nearest pillow and struck him with it, then my fists followed, trembling but enraged. “You—” I scr

DANTE POV The night swallowed the road as I pressed the accelerator, the growl of the engine matching the storm in my head. The city lights blurred past, nothing but streaks of gold against the dark sky. My hands gripped the wheel tighter than necessary, veins pushing against my skin. But my mind wasn’t on the road—it was full of her. On Irene. I had walked away from her tonight, deliberately leaving her in that mansion instead of staying where I belonged—beside her. My wolf stirred inside me, restless. *Why leave her alone, Dante?* he growled low in my head, his voice rough and insistent. *Why not stay with her tonight?* I let out a short laugh, the sound bitter. “You know why, Blade,” I muttered aloud, my voice barely above a whisper in the silence of the car. My knuckles whitened against the steering wheel. He snarled, wanting to argue further, but then sighed defeatedly. *How long do you plan we drag this?* My jaw tightened, teeth grinding together. "As long as it

*** IRENE *** The evening came faster than I expected. My nerves felt like a storm in my stomach, but I kept telling myself I had to be strong. This night wasn’t just a night—it was the first time I was going to stand beside him in front of the world. The maids were busy around me, their hands gentle but quick with efficiency. One of them hummed softly while she worked on my face. “Just a light touch, ma’am,” she said, her voice gentle. “Your features don’t need much.” Another pinned my hair back, letting some strands fall around my cheeks. They moved with careful hands, like I was made of glass. But their eyes kept darting to each other with quiet unspoken smiles, and I knew they thought I looked… completely different. When the gown was finally slipped over my body, I turned to the mirror. The deep red fabric hugged me like it had been made just for me. My shoulders were bare, my collarbones sharp but softened by the smooth line of the dress. The shimmer caught every fli

***IRENE***For a moment, nobody moved. Nobody even breathed. The shock on every face was almost comical. Even Trenton, standing there, looked as if someone had just slapped him. His mouth hung open, eyes wide, his entire expression frozen in disbelief.I almost wanted to laugh at the sight.But it was Amira’s trembling voice that finally broke the silence. “Y-your… woman?” she stuttered, her lips shaking.“Yes,” Dante said calmly, his voice rolling across the hall with weight. Then his gaze sharpened. “She’s my girlfriend, Amira. Which means you have to start calling her mom.”The crowd gasped so loudly it was like a wave crashing through the hall.I froze. My lips parted, stunned by his words. Mom? Did I hear him right?But only I caught it—the little sneer hidden at the edge of his lips when he said it. A cruel joke just for me.Still, the thought almost made me laugh out loud. Amira… calling me mom. What a sweet twist of fate. The same woman who tormented me, who gloated over my