Knot Me Alpha Daddy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

CHAPTER 21REINA'S POV The entire balcony was in absolute chaos. Council guards were shouting, regional representatives were rushing toward the main exits, and people were pushing past each other just to get a glimpse of Clarence being dragged out in handcuffs.Iris was practically shaking beside me, her hands gripping the wooden railing so hard her knuckles turned white."I can't believe it," she breathed, her eyes wide as she watched Silver Moon's Alpha shouting at his legal team down on the floor. "Clarence was working with them the whole time? He's been coming to our house for dinners since I was a kid!"*Other than the money he was paid, I heard he's actually related to Julian,” I said.“Julian? Who's that?” She raised her brows despite the awful mood she was in a second ago. Shit!“Oh, Julian is Alpha Damek's son. I just found that out recently myself,” I laughed awkwardly. “I heard that Clarence is his mom's distant cousin so that might have played a role too.”“You're right b

CHAPTER 23REINA'S POV Cold leather was already biting into my wrists before my brain could fully catch up to what was happening.I was lying flat on my back on Charles's massive bed, completely naked, with a thick silk blindfold blocking out every shred of light. When he said he was going to punish me, this was definitely not what I had in mind."C-Charles?" I stuttered, my voice trembling as I yanked uselessly against the restraints. The leather didn't budge an inch. "I don't like this feeling. I really don't like being blindfolded."I heard his footsteps as he approached the bed. The mattress dipped under his weight, and then the heat of his body hovered right over mine. His calloused fingers traced a deliberate line from my jaw down to the hollow of my throat."Last time I checked, prisoners don't get to choose their accommodations," Charles murmured, his voice cool against my ear. "And the last time I checked, I gave you a title to use when you address me.""I'm serious," I whis

CHAPTER 25REINA'S POVMy alarm went off at six in the morning. I sat up in my bed, my entire body aching in places I didn't even know existed. I rubbed my eyes, pulled off the sheets, and checked myself in the full-length mirror near the wardrobe.There were faint red marks on my wrists and a dark mark right at the curve of my neck. I swore under my breath, heading straight for the bathroom to have an overdue bath. After which I spent ten minutes applying concealer over the mark on my neck, blending it carefully until my skin looked completely clear. I threw on a high-neck sweater, combed out my hair, and made sure I looked perfect before stepping out into the hallway.By seven-thirty, I was down in the kitchen brewing a pot of coffee. Iris walked in a few minutes later, wearing oversized pajamas and rubbing her eyes."You're up early," she mumbled, grabbing a mug from the cupboard."Couldn't sleep much," I wore a strained smile, pouring coffee for both of us. My back hurts like craz

CHAPTER 27REINA'S POV The driver dropped me off right in front of the building. It looked like a gallery but was actually a tutoring center for all forms of art.“The rich really have it different,” I was amazed by everything. I'd never been to somewhere like this before.I walked inside and asked around for the studio room, expecting to find Iris sitting behind an easel. Instead, I found her sitting on a bench near the hallway entrance, scrolling through her tablet with a glass of iced tea in hand."You're finally here!" Iris cheered, standing up as soon as she saw me. "I was beginning to think my dad held you hostage for the entire day.""Not quite," I smiled, stepping up to the registration counter. "Are you already done with your lesson?""Oh, yeah. It was just a quick run through today," Iris said, waving her hand dismissively. "The instructor gave us our material list and let us go early. Go ahead and fill out your form so we can leave."I took a clipboard from the receptionis

CHAPTER 29REINA'S POV The server brought over a tray of tequila shots and a bottle of vodka. Iris immediately poured a round, handing glasses to everyone across the leather booth."To a holiday we'll spent!” Iris cheered, raising her glass high.“Weren't you nearly married off against your will?” Roman muttered.“And don't we still have a few weeks left till the holiday is over?” I questioned.“Does anyone else have something better to toast to? No. Exactly, so raise your glasses in the air,” Iris was strict when it came to her moments.“To a holiday we'll spent,” Iris repeated, cheering as she raised her glass high.We clinked our glasses together and downed the tequila in one go. The harsh burn hit the back of my throat, instantly loosening the knot of tension in my shoulders.Beside me, Micah set his empty glass down with a grin, his arm resting casually along the back of the plush booth behind my shoulders. His fingers brushed against my shoulder, sending a light spark down my s