《Teasing Her Alpha Guard 》全部章節：第 1 章 - 第 10 章

Dahlia Getting murdered wasn't exactly on my schedule tonight and neither was getting some homicidal asshole blood on the ridiculously expensive dress I'd bought three hours earlier. Again. The bass thumped through the floorboards of The Velvet Den, an underground club which was exactly the kind of place my father had strictly forbidden me from visiting. Not that it stopped me. Lucien Argent could double the patrols, assign ten guards to follow me around and deliver a two hour speech about responsibility and pack image every morning at breakfast. I would still sneak out. What was he going to do? Ground a grown woman? Actually he would. I was halfway through my second overpriced golden cocktail when a body pressed against my back. A Male. I could feel his thick cock pressing into my behind. "Dancing alone, beautiful lady?" He leaned closer to my ear. I didn't turn around, that would be too eager. Instead, I let my head fall back just enough to brush his shoulde

Roman I wrapped her naked body against my chest, water droplets traced lazy paths down her skin and I couldn't tear my eyes away. Gods, she is beautiful. My eyes trailed slowly from the curve of her neck, down to the swell of her breasts, perfect and heaving as she breaths. Her nipples were hardened, pink and inviting, begging for my mouth. My eyes went lower, to her flat stomach, her hips and the smooth bare mound between her thighs made my cock twitch painfully against my zipper. Every inch of her was mine to protect, but right now, all I wanted was to claim her, to mark her so no other bastard could ever look at her again. I shouldn't want her. Not like this. Her father had hired me specifically to protect her. I never thought that would include me. I was supposed to be the wall between her and the world that wanted to devour her but holding her like this, her wet skin pressed against my shirt, her scent, flooded my senses. The obsession I'd buried for months roared t

Dahlia We shouldn't have been doing this. Every rational part of my brain was screaming it. He was my bodyguard, my father's employee. A man I'd sworn to break within a week. "Fuck. We shouldn't..." "Stop," he snapped, running a hand through his hair. "Don't think about it, don't regret it. This doesn't leave this room" Before I could respond, the knock came again. My chest tightened. "Just a moment!" I screamed, already scrambling off the bed. My legs nearly gave out. Roman caught my elbow, steadying me, and for one insane second, we just stared at each other. My father, I mouthed. Roman's jaw tightened. He released me and grabbed his trousers. I'd never dressed so fast in my life. I picked up a random robe in my wardrobe and quickly put it on. My father mustn't see us together. I quickly looked at the mirror. My hair was a mess. "Get me my hair band," I whispered. "What?" I groaned, shifting him to the side and I picked the band on the table and wrapped

Dahlia We came out through the safe room door, and the smell hit me before anything else. Smoke, blood, burnt wood, all mixed together into something my nose would probably never forget. I put my hand over my mouth without even thinking about it. A sick feeling crawled up my stomach as I looked at the bodies scattered across the hallway floor. Some of them were the attackers from earlier. Some of them weren't. I didn't want to know which ones weren't. My eyes moved to Roman's face and stayed there, because looking at him felt safer than looking at anything else in that hallway. "You'll have nightmares if you keep staring at it like that," he said, gently pulling me away by the arm. "I have to check on my mother and brother." My eyes darted from one end of the ruined corridor to the other. My father was standing somewhere near the collapsed archway, surrounded by guards, barking orders like a man who refused to fall apart in front of his pack. His jaw was tight, his eyes hard and f

Dahlia Everyone was seated in the pack house by mid morning, all of us dressed and composed despite yesterday's little dispute still hanging thick in the air. My mother sat with her hands folded neatly on her lap, though I noticed the faint bruise she'd tried to cover with makeup near her collarbone. My father sat at the head of the room, back straight, every inch the Alpha again. Cassian sat beside him, arms crossed, jaw set. A handful of pack members lined the walls, murmuring quietly among themselves. And me, seated near my mother, doing my best impression of a proper heiress who hadn't spent half the night pacing her room replaying Marcus's smug little smile. Roman stood at the far end of the room in his usual position, straight backed, arms loose at his sides, wearing that same detached expression that gave nothing away. I'd stopped trying to read him days ago. It never worked. The doors opened, and Adrian Vale walked in. His entourage flanked him on both sides, more guards th