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Estelle’s P.O.VI had the most stressful day ever. Ranging from Eden’s meaningless confrontation, coupled with Chris’s truck that broke down in the middle of nowhere, and to top it all, the weird number that ran my phone’s battery down‘Where the fuck are you at, Estelle!’ ‘Why the fuck are you even with Chris”Judging by the tone of the message, I was one hundred percent sure that it was from Ruby. Night had already fallen by the time we arrived at the palace. A yawn took over my face as I climbed off the truck with the need to soak into a bath, crash into my bed, and sleep the stress off of me. I bent, bowing deeply. “Thank you for your help, your royal highness. I had the most fun today,” Chris threw his head back, laughing at the sarcasm dripping from my voice as he hopped into the truck bed—his eyes meeting mine.“I apologize, I am the reason you had a long day. I didn't expect Big Boy to break down,” “Big boy?” I straightened, arching a brow.“That's what I call him. I hav

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Riordan My vision blurred with rage, the sound of her whimpering behind me twisted my heart in my chest and right now, all I could see was Estelle in Chris’s arms. I returned home a while ago, after rushing off to Barbados when my cousin went into sudden labor. Her husband, Zico, was murdered on a secret mission that I had sent him on, and since then, I had catered to Sloane’s expenses—promising that I would always be there. Of course, I should have informed Estelle before I left. Days of no contact with her, killed me and were proof that I couldn’t live without her. However, that morning. That vulnerable morning where I had crushed my phone in my bare hands—beyond repair—as I fought to contain the beast almost clawing its way out of me ruined things for me. Every attempt to reach Estelle after that was useless. She had a habit of blocking any unfamiliar number without hesitation. And she blocked me on the first ring. Even before I could send a text. I had to use another number

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Ruby Chris was driving me crazy!The gates to the mansion were always closed by 11 P.M. because this house followed a strict set of rules. Rules that had to be kept aside for certain exceptions. This was 12:56 A.M and he wasn't back from wherever he went. He didn't return my calls or texts, and this was mind-boggling because Chris was exactly the type to text back. Even if he was stranded at sea, in a storm, he would always find a way to reach back to me.I tossed my head back, pacing outside of the gate, worry gnawing at me with every second that passed as I dialed his number for the umpteenth time.Straight to voicemail. A groan slipped past my lips and just when exasperation almost made me hurl the phone to the ground, a pair of headlights appeared. The truck’s engine rumbled as it pulled up at the gate and for a second, confusion swirled in my mind because no one drove a truck here. Then I turned my phone’s flashlight on, directly to the driver’s seat only to lock eyes with Ch

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Estelle I believed working in the sanctum would be the perfect excuse to avoid crossing paths with Riordan. However, I was wrong. Damn wrong. That was when it hit me, that no matter how much I tried, I could never escape him. And he would invade my space whenever he wanted to. I had asked for my breakfast to be served in my room but Brittany had returned, saying Riordan said that I either come downstairs to eat or he would drag me all the way there himself. I lingered at the doorway, breath hitching as our eyes clashed. The thin white shirt stretched taut on his broad shoulders, his brown hair a mess as he slanted his head, revealing that devilish grin. “Are you going to keep standing there or do you miss being in my arms…like last night?” He said with a wink.My thigh clenched together, as I tried to soothe the ache below, my face heating from the image that was plastered in my brain. Me in his arms, water dripping to the floor and my legs hooked around his waist as he plowed my

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Estelle’s P.O.VRiordan plunged two thick fingers inside my already wet sore pussy, before I could fully process what was happening and most importantly, why my ex-fiancée had to join us for breakfast. A moan slipped out of my mouth—just in time as Eden walked in, the smile wiped from his face as his eyes latched on mine. Looking at his face, I couldn’t help the scowl that twisted my face as Riordan left his finger inside of me, waiting, patiently waiting for the perfect time to torture me and bleed out the orgasm from me. My heart pounded fast in my chest in anticipation as Eden looked from me to Riordan.Brittany came back inside with a chair and placed it at the other end of the table. “Please, take your seat. Alpha Eden,” She said, lowered her head and scurried out. “K-King Riordan…Good morning,” Eden stuttered, not able to tear his gaze from me as he lowered himself onto the chair, a tiny flicker of anger in his eyes.“Morning. Alpha Eden,” his voice was devoid of emotion. “W

All Chapters of Betrayed By The Alpha, Claimed By The Rogue King. : Chapter 41 - Chapter 45

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