Semua Bab Claimed By The Alpha And His Father : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Play… plaything…?I didn't see that coming. “How did they arrive there?” I asked, my back straightening. “Well, anyone with eyes can see that both masters are interested in you,” Sophia answered, shrugging. “We’re all shocked, you see. We thought the masters had sworn off women and chose to live in celibacy. Or if they were doing the deed, then they weren’t bringing the women home. Or maybe…”And so she went on and on about the possibilities of her masters not engaging in sexual activity, and if they were staying celibate. And in everything she said, there was no mention of my marriage to Alexander. Not a single word. Was the marriage really all a show? Am I really not married to him? And how did I feel about that? Honestly, I was relieved I wasn't married to that bastard, but at the same time, I wanted to rage that I was being played. What about the partnership with my father? Was that also fake, too? If it was, then I was going to have serious talks with those two men. I was going

He released my neck, but he still had me pinned to the wall. “You should, too. She’s going to be carrying our children. You should treat her like she’s fragile, not like she’s some whore you hired for the night.”“Is that all? You’re looking out for her because of that?”“As you should, too.”“Isabella is nothing fragile.”“No, but she’s a woman. No woman wants to be treated like that, so get your shit–”He cut himself off as we heard footsteps outside the door. He turned his head slightly and turned back to me. “We won’t be having this conversation again.”He let go of me, walked to the door, and opened it. She staggered forward, about to fall, but he caught her, wrapping his arm around her waist. My jaw clenched, and I fought the urge to walk to him and rip his arm from his shoulder. “Isabella,” he said as he let go of her, and she steadied herself. “Leona–”He didn’t let her complete the name before he walked out of the room. She stared at the door before she turned to me.“Uhm…

I finished my food and dressed up, tying my hair up. I followed Sophia, and we went up and up, to the last floor. The mansion was big indeed, almost like a castle. “Here,” Sophia said, pointing to a double door at the end of a really long hallway. “The library.”“You’re not coming in?” I asked when she stayed back. She shook her head. “The library is a big deal to Sir Loeonardo, so we’re prohibited from entering.”“But I'm allowed in?”“Yes, because you’re their–”“Plaything,” I completed when she couldn’t.She bit her lips and said nothing else, so I turned to the door and opened it. As soon as I did, the smell of books hit me. I paused at the door and inhaled deeply, pushing the comforting smell deeper and deeper into my lungs. “A lover of books, I see.”I jumped as I heard that voice, turning to my right, and there he was. He was leaning against a bookshelf with his legs crossed, holding a book. His hair was loose and down. There was a huge window above his head that let in eno

ISABELLAWhen I looked down at Leonardo’s dick, my core had throbbed with desire. He was thick. Oh, he was thick. But he wasn’t long. He made up for that with girth. His crown was thick and flushed red, the veins pulsing around it. I shocked myself when I told him to hurry, that small part of my brain asking me what I was doing. Before I could answer, Leonardo told me to press my legs together. He did without thinking, and then he thrust in. Not in me but between my folds. His dick slid in between my folds, and he groaned. “You’re soaked,” he groaned as he repeated the action, sliding out and back in. His eyes were fixed on mine, dark with hunger and half closed. He leaned in and kissed me softly, his tongue parting my lips and entering my mouth. He sucked on my tongue as he kept moving. His dick parted my folds every time he went in, and I shivered when I felt his crown press on my entrance, just a brief touch, but it was enough to make me want more. I grabbed onto his bicep as h

“I can’t wrap my head around the fact that you gave it up so easily,” Alexander went on, stepping closer and closer, his voice dropping the more he spoke. “Around the fact that you have no loyalty.”“Loyalty?” I asked in a whisper, my eyes narrowed. “Loyalty to the man that cheated? The man I divorced?"He shook his head as he stopped walking, now standing a few feet away with the bookshelf separating us. “No, loyalty to the thought of him. To the love you once felt for him. To the three years you spent in a loveless marriage. To the fucking fact that you’ve loved no one but him! Have you even thought of him once since you came here?”Every word he spat hit a nerve, reopening a wound I wanted to keep closed. Because no, no, I haven't thought of him since I came here. I didn’t want to because I didn't want to break down. “I ask again,” I said, my voice low, “what is it to you? How is it any of your business?”He said nothing for a while, only stared at me. He kept staring until his ra