At The Mercy Of My Alpha Boss Novels & Stories

"You're very bossy, you know that?" He shot me a sideways glance. "I'm an Alpha. It in the job description." I rolled my eyes. "You better have in mind that I'm stubborn. I don't always listen and I do what I want to do most of the times. So if you think you can boss me around, you're mistaken." I was practically ranting, saying things that would embarrass me on a normal day. But I think my brain was taking a break right now, and my heart is the only one working.

Last night nearly broke me. When she entered my office, I was buried in paperwork for the pack’s upcoming meeting. She wore nothing but a silky white robe and a baby doll that left little to the imagination. My breath stalled. Every sway of her hips, every bounce of her breasts drew me in until I had her in my lap, her laughter soft against my chest. “Why are you working so late, Alpha?” she teased. That word. The way she said it made my cock twitch. I buried my face in her neck, inhaling her sweetness. “Soon you’ll have me all to yourself, my sweet girl.”

Johan's friend rolled his eyes and shook his head. Camila realized that there stood the alpha who had acted rudely in the cafeteria. Camila understood why Sam said he was a dangerous man. Her boss knew who he really was. “The party is your brother's, he must choose first.” Crusof clicked his tongue. “He'd better hurry, he never picks anyone anyway, and I already want to enjoy my girl.” Johan said and Camila laughed, offended. His girl? What's wrong with this idiot, thought the blonde. Johan let go of Camila, thank God, and the alpha returned to his place, along with the other men who had been watching silently. Camila turned her face when she noticed that someone else had entered the room.

I muttered under my breath, dragging another file toward me as if burying myself in work would somehow fix the fact that nothing inside me felt… aligned anymore. A knock interrupted the silence. Firm. Respectful. Familiar. “Come in.” The door opened, and Krios stepped inside. Of course it was him. If there was one person who could walk into a storm and not flinch, it was my Delta. Tall, composed, with that irritating ability to remain calm even when everything else felt like it was about to fall apart. “Alpha,” he greeted, inclining his head slightly before stepping forward. I didn’t bother with formalities. “If you’re here to tell me the elders are still talking, I suggest you let them. May

I say, "now all I need to do is send the ransom to the Alpha, and you'll get the rest of your money." Knowing the sort of arrogant man that Alpha is said to be, I doubt he would want to do as I say. I'm looking forward to cutting off one part of her body and sending it to him each hour of my time that he wastes. "Unfortunately," the leader of the mercenaries says, "you won't be doing that." It takes a moment for that to sink in. "What are you talking about?" I ask, not believing my ears. "I think we've had enough of watching you pretend to be the boss," he continues. "Wouldn't you say so, guys?"

“Yeah, what else? Did you think you’d just hand over the package with that sexy look of yours, Stefani? Come on, many of the models do this to succeed, don’t be naïve.” My legs suddenly trembled. I unconsciously stepped back. I nearly fell because of my hells. But I began to realize that this wasn’t a dream. Alex stood in front of me again. He then pulled my coat aside. He touched my chest, my waist, and then squeezed my buttocks. “Your body is more than perfect to please a man, Stefani.” “No…” “No?” he asked. He looked irritated. “Okay, fine. Then go back to the agency and bury all your dreams of becoming a top model deep inside. You’ve already failed, what else do you want, huh?”

It was a bold move on my end but i wanted to get used to the feel. He pressed his nozzle further into me as if he was inhaling my scent. Violet. Can you hear me? Yes. Good. Is this what it is? To be an Alpha? Yes. Woah. It’s beautiful. Does it hurt? At a point it did, but not anymore. V? Yeah. Can you stop asking questions and just hold me. I smiled. Yes. I held unto him and kept him by my side, i inhaled his scent and when i was almost falling asleep he pulled back and kneeled for me to climb unto.

I close my eyes, raising my face up to the ceiling. Fuck me hard with your big dick! I can't wait any longer. His tongue finds its path to my groin and clit. A pull of his gets my wet core directly before his face, he sticks out his tongue, playing the trick, soaking wet in passion. "You're such a dirty boss." I tease with a chuckle. "Yeah, all for you. You're the girl I've been dying hard to meet." "And you're the guy I've been determined to revenge on."

This man is stronger than he looks, and I don’t want to find out what’s going to happen if running away doesn’t work out. “You should never handle a lady so harshly. Especially not one that I have need of,” he points out, darting a deathly gaze at one of the men who are now behind me. The one on my left falls on his knees, “We’re sorry boss. Please spare us,” he begs, his face down to the ground. “Yeah boss, it won’t happen again,” the other joins, also on his knees. Why are they apologizing when they can get even with him? He may be tall and brawny but I doubt he can take two of them on.

His mouth opened to caress them, but the grip on his shoulder suddenly stopped abruptly. Oscar's caresses stopped as well. His hand, already prepared to undo the second button, stopped moving. He waited a moment, only about two seconds, and Era spoke with a trembling voice. "Stop, Oscar." Oscar's body tensed. His face hardened and his growl made his chest rumble. "Stop?" "You can't force me and I don't want to be forced." Oscar's desire roared inside him. Era's words hit his ego. He was an Alpha. All his wishes and desires were absolute and had to be fulfilled by everyone.