All Chapters of My Beta's Betrayal, My Alpha's Obsession: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Charisse“You’re married?” I stared, astonishment high in my voice. His gaze narrowed. ‘Where did that come from?’ It asked. Then, he followed my line of sight and saw the ring. I thought he would pull away, put a chivalrous distance between us, but he stayed where he was, keeping our bodies close but not touching. “What has that got to do with dinner and Crescent Properties?” He sounded annoyed, which was strange. Before I opened my mouth to explain everything that’s wrong with us having dinner together, he answered his own question in the tone of my boss. “I need more work done tonight, and I’ll be sued if you go on a hunger strike.” A smile rose to my lips, and the tension was ebbing away. “Then, I’ll lose you,” he continued, his voice serious but lighter, “as a secretary, and that’ll cost me a hell lot, Charisse.” The corners of his eyes were smiling again. And I wished I could smile along with him. But his warm breath on my face tells me that we’re still too close… dange

CharisseThe last thing I expected to see when I opened my eyes was Dorian Vellum. Then, everything hit me like a freight train—Seoul Tower, the Michelin-starred dinner, the flaming tequila shots… And me sucking off Val.Yes, I had gone down on Val, took him fully in my mouth and pleasured him exactly the way he would like. Only…..Val couldn’t have been here. Because I’m still in Seoul. Then, who did I blow?! And Dorian, in his usual elegance, reading his iPad, came into view. The epiphany blew my eyes wide open. I gasped and jolted up. The abruptness startled the giant as well. He stared at me, his blue eyes wide and curious. “Dorian!” I exclaimed, and then my mind screamed: did I give you a cock bath last night? He tested my forehead. “How are you feeling?”His response was cool, and I was beginning to think that it was a dream, since I missed Val too much. But the second I opened my mouth to say ‘Awful’, my jaw seemed overstretched and the back of my throat felt bruised,

CharisseThe Alpha Rage isn’t just about the Alpha’s wrath; it’s about control. Which I didn’t know until I experienced it firsthand. His lips were scorching hot as they trailed fiery kisses down the side of my neck to my collarbone. He nibbled hungrily and sucked fiercely until my skin throbbed in matching desire, and my flesh twitched with an intense need. Right or wrong was out the window. The only thing between us was an animalistic urge to quench a thirst and satisfy a hunger. So even though every cell of my body was screaming rejection, I couldn’t push him away.My body was begging for a soothe, and only his touches could make it better. I clung to him like a lifebuoy. “Dorian…,” I gasped, “please, do something!”And he ripped open my blouse. He shoved my bra up and my breasts sprung free only for him to take a pink peak into his mouth. It was intoxicating, the way his tongue swirled around my bud, and I arched fiercely to offer more of myself to the Alpha, pushing more fle

Charisse“Stop,” said the deep voice in quiet calmness. My fingers froze. Everyone was frozen too. Especially the head of MoonBeam Entertainment, who looked torn between finishing his sentence and asking Dorian Vellum the obvious. But unlike me, all faces were gripped with the fear of getting fired. The pause was a mere second, but the tension stretched it to an hour. And then, Dorian’s face lifted from his iPad. “Report. Email. 7 p.m.” He shut his iPad, and everyone finally remembered to breathe. But not a muscle moved nor an eye blinked until the Alpha left the room. I followed suit: shut, grabbed, and stood, then scrambled after the powerful figure of black suit and slick white mane. Dorian doesn’t stop a meeting halfway unless something urgent comes up, which is almost nothing. So I was curious and worried. We were half-striding, half-sprinting towards the elevator, and I had to ask, in case there was an appointment I had forgotten. “Is something wrong?” I asked between

CharisseI should’ve emptied all the bins on Saturday like usual. Then, I wouldn't have found the receipt for a diamond ring in the bin in Val’s study. A private person he is, one of the things Val loves about me is my respect for his privacy. I've never entered his study without his permission, and I only go in there when it's cleaning time or trash time. But when Val didn't come home at seven for the first time in nine years, I badly needed a distraction. So I did some light cleaning and cleared the trash. It was a secret purchase for a reason—a surprise proposal. And I had spoiled it. Worse, I began overthinking, going through every detail that he’d done out of routine, starting with him coming home late to not making love to me, and wondering if they all had something to do with him being sick and tired of me. Or disgusted with my slutty and inconsiderate behaviour. “Cancel the meeting at four,” Dorian’s voice pierced through. I snapped back, blinking profusely. “The mee