All Chapters of 30 Days with My Rejected Alpha: Ruining My Ex Husband: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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CHAPTER 11: Ruthless

DAPHNE'S POVI had to organize my work to request a month's leave. I contacted a lawyer to inquire about Lyssander’s actions, then headed to the bank, torturing myself all day just to understand how my assets had been abused.My finances were as ruined as I was. Most of the expenditures I was unaware of bore my own signature. Then came the credit card debts I had never even known existed. I changed all my passwords and verification emails so Lyssander could no longer access my phone.Things that would have been straightforward for any normal twenty-one-year-old girl were infinitely more difficult for me. I wished my entire life could just revolve around woodworking. I wished there was someone to help me, the way Lyssander once had."And then let them take everything you have," I muttered to myself. I knew that even without anyone to handle Lyssander’s tasks, I still wanted to turn to Theron to lean on him.I bitterly reminded myself to manage my own assets. I also knew full well that

CHAPTER 12: A New Home

DAPHNE'S POV"I didn't ruin it. I checked it, and then...""It is truly irresponsible to let personal emotions interfere with work, Daphne." He stood up straight, puffing out his chest. "I advise you to go home and sort out your personal affairs instead of staying here, Daphne."I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself, and said, "I accept discipline, David. But we don't have time. You must tell them that...""We know what to do without you. You know you cannot let your personal issues affect the woodshop, Daphne.""I insist that I have never let my personal life affect my work. Have you?" I challenged him. Standing there blaming me instead of trying to find a way to fix this was incredibly irresponsible for a manager."You can leave now and clear out your personal belongings, Daphne. You don't need to come back.""You can't do that to me, David," I said seriously."Yes, I can, and I am doing it. Clear out your things. Daphne, I will be lenient with you and take responsibility for

CHAPTER 13: A Place That Was Once Good

DAPHNE’S POVThere are so many things in a sex shop, you know what I mean? There were items displayed in glass cases that I didn't even want to know the reason for their existence.I looked at the chains and the whip nearby, shivering. I commented, "Why would anyone like to be treated like an animal?""Not interested?" Theron raised one eyebrow."NO." I rolled my eyes. "If those activities include Dom and Sub, or BDSM, I'm not doing those things with you.""That is one of the fun things I planned on doing.""No, I don't want to."Theron curled his lips, leaning against the glass case, and asked, "Do you know what BDSM is?""Tying up, beating, animal roleplay..." I shrugged. "I used to try that with Lyssander..."Theron growled in his throat. What did he expect from a married woman? Even though I was in the process of a divorce, the past we had gone through couldn't be changed. What was the point of getting angry?"Don't mention anyone else here," He threatened.I shrugged. Alright. He

CHAPTER 14: Look at Me

DAPHNE’S POV"So what?" Theron bit my earlobe.The vibrator began its work. My panties were still on. My legs clamped tighter around his hand. My body jerked as it stimulated my clitoris.I held onto Theron’s hand. "Hmm, it feels better than it did with..."The vibrator buzzed stronger. Theron's chest behind me heaved. A heavy growl rumbled in his throat. "What do you want me to help you with, Daphne?""Ah... I want..." I panted, trying to search my mind for what I wanted from him besides the coming orgasm. Then I remembered. "I want you to help me destroy him.""And the price?" My panties were pulled aside; the love egg was inching its way inside."I am yours, ah, for you to punish, for... Ah!" Theron pushed it in.The foreign object slid inside me. My sensitive area became even more tense. After feeling its vibration and the safety of it, my folds gently relaxed. He increased the speed, and my entrance clenched. I let out a silent moan. "Keep talking.""30 days, shit, Theron. It ha

CHAPTER 15: The Past Cannot Be Changed

DAPHNE’S POV"Round two. It’s been a long time since I..." Theron trailed off."Since you what? Missed me?""Yeah." I had the feeling his face had darkened, but it was clearly not visible. Perhaps it was just the shadows of the house.He carried me up to his old room. He had said he’d cleaned it up, and it was clear he wasn't lying. My room was still spotless. The mattress and bedsheets were exactly as they were when I lived here, only newer and crisper.He laid me on the mattress. My hand brushed against my mint-colored bedsheet, recalling the bloodstain from the night we discovered we were mates. I didn't know when it happened, but he was holding a handheld massager."When did you buy that?" I frowned as he flipped me onto my side on the bed."At the shop." Theron turned it on, wedging himself between my legs."Oh my god, Theron. You really have a lot of tricks." I widened my eyes as he skillfully managed our position. He knelt while I lay on my side. One of my legs was pulled strai

CHAPTER 16: Welcome back to the pack!

DAPHNE’S POVEverything seems to pass once you realize there are so many problems left to solve in your life.After having writhed in agony and misery because Theron had abandoned me, I had to remind myself that I still had a family behind me. I couldn't cry like a child over something so trivial.Taking out my phone, I called Daven."Daphne?" Daven answered."Pick up my car at Aethelion Group. Then come to our old house to pick me up, okay?" My voice trembled. Every word I spoke made my throat burn."Why are you there?" There was suspicion in Daven's voice."It’s a long story.""Does it have to do with Theron?""Daven, just come get me!"I hung up. I quickly cleaned up the items Theron had left behind. My parents shouldn't know what was going on between us. I hid the items in my room, hoping my mother wouldn't decide to show off her cleaning skills, find them, and die of a heart attack from the shock.Once finished, I received a message from Daven, "The gatekeeper won't let me into t

CHAPTER 17: Someone Is in My House

DAPHNE’S POV Having not seen him for a few days, Lyssander looked more haggard than I remembered. His blond hair was longer, disheveled, and matted. Stubble grew sporadically on his chin, giving him a bizarre appearance, and his gray eyes held a distinct wildness.His clothes were somewhat rumpled, but so were mine. I was in no position to judge him."Is he your new lover?" he snapped at me the moment he arrived."Did you walk here, Lyssander?" I crossed my arms over my chest, meeting his eyes with a defiant gaze."I asked you... is he your new lover?""What is it to you?""I’ve seen him, so don't try to hide it from me. He’s the guy you met at the club and followed all the way here, isn't he?" Lyssander seemed to be trying to learn how to growl like a werewolf. However, he couldn't; his voice only grew hoarse and sounded desperate."Lyssander, what is going on?""You don't need to know.""Then I'm going inside." I turned around."Don't," Lyssander called out. "I just need you to tel

CHAPTER 18: Coming full circle

DAPHNE’S POVI opened the door to my house, carrying my remaining bags, and stepped out.“Let me help.”Joe spoke up, taking two cloth bags and a suitcase. He paused and asked, “Was there someone in your house?”“There was a guest, but he just left,” I replied nonchalantly. I didn’t want Joe to know about my injured friend. If that man had wanted to make new friends, he wouldn’t have gone into hiding like that.As Joe carried the luggage out, I looked back into the house one last time. It was the home I had been attached to for the past three years; unfortunately, I hadn't even had the chance to say a proper goodbye. I reached out to turn off the lights and whispered, “Please flip the circuit breaker when you leave. Thank you.”I locked the door. I stared at the bunch of keys for a long moment before tucking them into my handbag. I would have to return them to Lyssander if he won the lawsuit. Seeing him again made me want to throw the keys away, just like throwing away all the respons

CHAPTER 19: The Statue of Eros

DAPHNE’S POVThere was always a silent sea watching over me. It was Theron’s eyes.My knees pressed into the mattress as I leaned forward, my hands grasping his veiny rod. My mouth opened, slowly taking it into my throat.Theron let out a hiss of satisfaction.Taking a deep breath, I let it slide down my throat. My cheeks hollowed as I sucked firmly. My hands toyed with it like a favorite soft toy.Theron’s hands wove into my hair. The way he groaned let me know I was doing well.Giving someone so much pleasure that they moaned your name always brought a sense of ultimate victory—as if you had conquered them.The dildo between my legs was now only vibrating at a faint rhythm. Clearly, Theron didn't want me to reach a second climax and accidentally bite him there.It was even more special when he began to lose control because of your mouth.My hand began to stroke more vigorously. My tongue swirled around the length of his rod. Theron was gradually peaking. I could feel it through the

CHAPTER 20: The Bridge

DAPHNE’S POVI slept in Theron’s bed last night.My senses confirmed it, but what truly woke me was his kiss. His naked body pressed against mine, pinning me firmly to the mattress. His lips were warm and powerful, pulling at mine. His invasion was so intense that I could hardly breathe.Alright, it was strange that an Alpha like Theron would treat me as if he desired me to the point of madness. It wasn't as bad as I had thought.When he finally pulled his lips away from mine, he stared at me with a cold expression. “It’s time to wake up.”“Okay.” I remained motionless for a second. “You’re still pinning me down.”“Alyssa is here. She’s in the living room. Clean yourself up quickly to talk to her.”I hated the way he gave me orders. Before, when I was just a regular member of the pack, I was fine with hearing the Alpha command me like that. But after my time with Lyssander, I loathed these kinds of dictates.“You should still let me go,” I reminded him.“Don’t. Even. Think. About. Run

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