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I laughed at him. "I don't care. Just help me to impress her." He pouted. "You can try what I told you to do last time." I suggested looking back to my laptop. "If that was so easy I wouldn't be here at the first place. They are different from each other. If Tessa is the north then Diana is the south."

If my name is picked, then I have to be one of the ten girls that lines up for him to inspect, like a prize a child might choose at a carnival or something. And then he'll get to choose any one of us he desires. I brace myself as our pack leader draws straws. Please don't pick me, I think. Please don't pick me! Please don't... Our Alpha draws a name. Mine. I stare at him, confused. He looks back at me, eyes cold and merciless. "Katia, come here,” he says. I feel like I'm in a dream as I walk over to him, my eyes downcast.

She looked up. The man standing in front of her was tall, dressed in a perfectly tailored dark suit with a crisp white shirt underneath. His light brown hair was neatly styled but slightly messy in a way that made him look less formal. He carried himself with quiet confidence. He crouched down beside her and started helping her collect the scattered papers. Mia quickly reached for the pages closest to her, still looking embarrassed by the whole situation. “I’m really sorry about this again. You were probably on your way somewhere and now you’re stuck here helping me pick up my things.”

A devilish grin spreads across my face, and I feel light as a feather. Crisis averted, wasn't it? Now I can go back to strategising about all the bedroom positions I want the girls to take. I have a couple of them I was planning out for a while this afternoon. Nessa will make things easier as the number becomes odd, but the pleasure coefficient gets us evenly. It's going to be a great fucking night.

She couldn’t help but ask, eyes narrowing with suspicion. “Because as much as I hate you- hate this arrangement, and as much as I’d like to deny it, you are a Castelli now.” He admits through a forced smile, the reminder of the position he found himself in as a husband tightening his body with frustration. “And Castelli’s don’t stand for disrespect.” Liviana blinks, eyes traveling back to the book that after another moment’s hesitation, she finally takes, eyes finding the empty pages once more.