Todos os capítulos de Betrayed, Then claimed by my God mother's husband. : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

CHAPTER 41. MADDY'S POINT OF VIEW My eyes went wide immediately, and I wanted to protest, but his hand wrapped around my waist, knocking every coherent thought clean out of my head. My lips parted, but no sound came out. I wanted to snap at the idea of being his hooker. He must really think I'm some kind of whore. I stared at him, and the way those beautiful eyes of his stared back at me made my words dissolve into gasps. Not a single word came out. Though my wolf kept growling with need the moment we got close to him, I swallowed hard, holding myself back. I can't be his hooker; he should go out and find some other girls to do that for him. But then my body leaned into his touch, reacting too quickly for my liking. I could barely think, but my thighs were clamped together, and my nipples were almost poking through my shirt. A slow warmth started to spread from every point where his fingers pressed into my waist, slowly moving upward through my ribcage and then into my chest. Da

CHAPTER 43. MADDY'S POINT OF VIEW I still can't believe I just agreed to be Alpha Rowan's hooker. I must have been crazy or just brain-dead due to how good his cock stretched me out. But right now, there was no going back and no running away from him since I had signed the document that now made me his worker. Running would be breaking the rules, and he could sue me for that. Not that I'm scared of what he could do. He won't be getting a penny from me because I have nothing to offer. All of my money has been taken by the asshole of a fated mate I married over the cliff in Greece. One of my most stupid decisions. One I won't be making again. The mate bond is trash—quit overrated, if I’m being honest. After a few minutes, Adams pulled up to Vanessa’s house, and I stepped out of the car. Adams shot me a short glare from the rearview mirror, but I ignored him; he was the least of my problems right now. With that, I made my way upstairs, and thankfully, Vanessa was home and in the ki

CHAPTER 45 MADDY'S POINT OF VIEW. I hesitated for a moment before I picked up the call. "What kind of hooker leaves her client unattended on a cold night like this one?" His voice sent an unwanted shiver down my spine. My eyes darted around, and I moved to close and lock my door, then I pulled the curtains shut. "Well, I'm not your hooker..." I said in a low tone, tasting the lie on my lips. "Really?" I heard his chuckle on the other end. "The contract you signed says otherwise, Maddy. One of the rules is being available whenever I need you, and I need you right now," he said softly. "It's late, and you need to stop calling me at this hour." "I don't care what time it is." His tone shifted, becoming more commanding. "Where are you right now?" "Somewhere you shouldn't worry about," I told him firmly, and I heard a short laugh. "What are you wearing right now?" he asked, totally catching me off guard. I blinked rapidly. "Excuse me?" "You heard me perfectly. What are you wear

CHAPTER 47. “Most herbal remedies are supposed to be warm,” Clara pointed out. “No, not this one,” De-Shawn said. “He specifically directed that it be served very chilled.” “You take a small cup three times a day: morning, afternoon, and night. Always cold from the fridge.” Norman nodded slowly. “And you’re sure this will help?” “It’ll accelerate your recovery significantly. I’ve seen it work miracles on injuries worse than yours.” De-Shawn's expression was sincere and earnest. “I consulted with one of the best specialists in the region specifically for you. He’s treated pack members for over a decade.” “You went through all that trouble?” Clara’s voice was thick with emotion. “For us?” “Of course I did.” De-Shawn looked between them. “He’s important to me. This family is important to me.” “And I also made a few arrangements with your creditors.” He turned to slip a paper from his pocket. He unfolded it and passed it to Norman. “They have extended your period to pay them back

CHAPTER 49. MADDY'S POINT OF VIEW. Honestly, I can’t really remember the last time I sat at the table to eat with my father. But that wasn’t entirely my fault; most times I went to school and ate breakfast on time, which he doesn’t. And sometimes he’s out for work earlier or for some pack meetings. Most times he also doesn’t eat mum’s food, so mum doesn’t bother to make any portion for him—she just makes sure I have enough before leaving for school. And even when he got married to Clara, I hated her since she took mum’s spot, so I don’t eat her food. I make mine; actually, I make bad foods,they are either burnt or tasteless but I still manage to eat them. I have no choice. I stared at my dad for a while, thinking of how I was going to have dinner with the one person who single-handedly ruined my life. It’s even more heartbreaking that he is seated here like nothing ever happened and my family is accommodating of him. “Come join us, Madison,” Clara urged with a smile. “I added