All Chapters of Blackmailing The Alpha's Beloved Bride: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

“Do you have to go?” Leonard asked Wendy. Wendy grinned as her boyfriend wrapped his arms around her. “Missing me already?” "Always, baby. You have no idea how much you mean to me." A tugging sensation, deep in her chest, made her sigh, and she turned around to face her precious man. Beautiful blue eyes covered by square glasses that made his gaze wider and reach deep into his soul. His short, dirty blonde hair no longer combed neatly like he always made it so when he went to work. Made her sweet man looks a little scruffy, and it made her giggle on the inside how adorable he was being with the deep frown he was wearing. " I have to get home.” Wendy said as she stroked his back. “Willow is waiting for me, and you know how cranky she gets when I'm away for too long, right?" " You've been away for two hours only, baby. Fuck! Why can't you and her just move in here? You know how much I love having both of you around, right?" Wendy smiled. She adjusted her position on his

Wendy went through her morning routine as the world slowly began to light up outside of her window. She styled her long brown hair into a french twist and smoothed a hand over her conservative black skirt and white blouse. She glanced through herself in the mirror and was satisfied with what she see. She looked competent and boring. Wendy did everything in her power not to draw attention to herself. Her phone chimed, signaling that it was time to leave for work. She grabbed her bag and gave the tiny house a quick glance before she walked out the door. She had already sent Willow to her kindergarten. Waking up a little early to take care of her meals and dress her for her day. Right at 7am, Wendy walked few blocks to the bus stop just in time to see it pull up to the curb. She claimed the seat she always did and scanned the faces on the bus out of habit. Wendy tried to shake off her unease as she entered the bank and greeted by her co-workers. Just another day, she reassu

Lyla’s hands went to his chest. She needed him. She was so damn cold. Desperate to feel his hot skin against hers, she ripped the front of his shirt and heard buttons bounce across the room. “Charlie...,” he began, but she covered her mouth with his. She had never been so hungry or desperate for touch and comfort. She tore off her clothes and plastered her naked chest to his. She moaned at the contact even as he ripped her underwear. She felt the snap of fabric on her inner thighs and then cool air a moment before his fingers pressed into her. Even as his aggression made her hot, something about it struck her as odd, but she couldn’t think with the inferno between them. She kissed him, drinking from his lips to wash away the taste of fear. His fingers burrowed into her channel, making her dizzy with need. “I need you,” she said as she trailed kisses over his face. “Don’t let me go, please...” "Never again, Charlie. Never." Charlie.... what happen to Wendy?, she thought to