My Alpha Stepbrother’s Obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 5

Lucy POV "Don't say no please." Judith says, shoving a skimpy stripper outfit into my arms. Her hands are shaking. "Please, Lucy. I need you to cover my shift tonight." I stare at the outfit like it might bite me. "I'm a waitress here, Judith. Not a dancer. I don't know how to do what you do." "Please." Her voice breaks. "You're the only one I can ask. The only one I trust." I look at her properly then, and my stomach drops. Bruises run down her arms, dark purple and fresh, like fingers had pressed too hard into her skin, roughly, giving her bruises. There's a split in her lip she'd tried to cover with lipstick. I don't ask who did it, I already know. Marcus owns this club, and Marcus is her boyfriend. Marcus uses his fists on her like a punching bag. It happens over nothing. a wrong look, a slow drink order, a missed call. It has happened so many times that nobody questions him. Nobody dares to. "He can't know I skipped tonight," Judith begs. "My legs are too messed up to dance

Lucy POV The moment he says that, my blood runs cold. He recognized me. Since when? From the second I walked through that door, or did he already know I’d be here tonight? My mind races through every second since I stepped into this room, searching for the moment I gave myself away, and I find nothing. Shame floods through me first, hot and suffocating, then terror comes right behind it. He raises his hand and swipes the mask off my face in one quick motion. The edge of it drags across my cheek as it falls free, a thin line of burning pain blooming under my skin. “Adrain…” I start to say his name, the one I haven’t let myself say out loud in five years, but he grabs my chin before I can finish it, his fingers hard against my jaw, forcing my face up to his. There’s nothing soft in the way he holds me. “Don’t say my name.” His cold voice is low and filled with something I can’t name, rage maybe, or grief wearing rage as a disguise. His eyes search my face like he’s daring himself

Lucy POV “Your son?” He questioned, trying to digest the words, his eyes going detached. “You now have a son? This is the only product you achieved doing this job?” Adrian says, his voice completely irritated and emotionless. He stands over me, those cold amber eyes showing nothing as they stare down at my trembling body. My heart stutters in my chest as I remain on my knees, still tasting the salt and shame from the blow job I just did for him, my wolf howling inside me with emotional pain. “An evidence of your whoring attitude.” He adds cruelly. His cruel words hurt my wolf and I so bad. Despite my wolf being suppressed, the mate bond pulls tight, sending unwanted heat through my veins even now, but terror overrides everything. “Adrian… Please listen. I’ve only ever laid with one man, you for 5 years.” If anything, my words made him more angry. The tension in the room thickens, his alpha scent appears dark now, wrapping around me, making my suppressed wolf stir rest