The Cursed Alpha's Slave
“I love beautiful and strong women. You're just not cut to be my Luna.”
“T-Then,” I stuttered, wincing in pain. “Why hurt me at every chance you get? I understand I'm nothing more to you than a worthless slave but still, I don't deserve to be treated this way.”
Alpha Gunner approached me, hovering over me with his towering height.
“What are you talking about? I've grown fond of you since I bought you. Causing you great pains gives me a satisfying sense of pleasure I've never felt before. I enjoyed torturing you, so much Kylie.”
My eyes widened at his words....
He enjoys my suffering. It boosts his dopamine when I bleed and cry my eyes out.
“I don't want this anymore, Alpha Gunner,” I said, feeling tears rolling down my eyes. “It's best you kill me now. Just end my suffering.”
“I won't kill you,” he snarled, lifting my face with his index finger to meet his eyes. “I'll keep using you until I find my Luna. Then, and only then will your usefulness come to an end.”
Cruel.
Those were the cruelest words he had ever said to me.