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"Roman, I spent my life being afraid of the dark. Now? I am the dark. Let them come." Roman kissed her then—a slow, deep promise. They had passed the point of no return. The "Sinful Virtues" of their lives were now their greatest weapons. They were no longer just a man and a woman; they were the architects of a new world. And as the city woke up to the news of the warehouse fire, they would realize that the Moretti name didn't belong to the fathers anymore. It belonged to the monsters who were brave enough to love each other in the ruins.

He made her stand in front of the glass, legs spread, while he pushed his cum back inside her with his fingers. “Let them see what a messy little slut you are for me,” he whispered. Back in the limo, Viktor pulled her onto his lap. He was gentle now, stroking her hair, kissing her forehead. “You did so well tonight,” he murmured. “I loved watching you come while they watched.” Aliyah hid her face in his neck, still trembling. “It felt… dirty. But I liked it.” Viktor chuckled darkly. “Good. Because I have darker plans for you, little pet. One day I’ll share you. Let my most trusted men watch while I breed you. Maybe even let them taste what’s mine… if you beg nicely.”

My eyes traveled down her jaw, and like a vampire, the fresh and feminine scent of her body intoxicated me, blinded me, and drove me crazy with lust. But that wasn’t why I brought her here. I couldn’t even bring myself to see her for who she was without having flashes of Valeria. I brought my face very close to her nipples, and I she moaned softly as I exhaled slowly on her bared nipples. I made to move away from her but she had other plans. Before I could protest, she was above me, straddling her waist perfectly against my cock - or maybe I let her. Maybe I just wanted her to do what she wanted and have someone to blame for my mistakes later.

Everything I could access through Voss Enterprise backdoors. What I found made me sick. Victor hadn’t been lying. Damien really had had him institutionalized. There were transfer orders with Damien’s signature. Photos of Victor drugged and restrained. And worse — a private journal entry from Damien dated fourteen months before the pool party: *“She is perfect. Soft. Broken in all the right ways. Alexander doesn’t deserve her. I will take her. Mold her. Make her crave only me. She will be my good girl. Mine alone.”*

Are you saying you did not Vivienne asked her breath catching in her throat as his grip held her face steady I do not waste my time or my capital on victims Damian whispered his voice dripping with an absolute terrifying certainty I am looking at a lethal high caliber weapon that a complete idiot temporarily misplaced in a gutter Julian did not defeat you tonight Vivienne He simply forgot who laid the landmines under his own boardroom You are not a victim entering a cage You are a predator reclaiming her territory Vivienne stared at him the emotional weight of his words piercing through the thick layer of betrayal and exhaustion that had numbed her entire mind He was not offering her charity

I looked at it and froze. No, I think I looked at it, died, and came back a statue. My heart that was beating rapidly before just stopped altogether. I couldn't breathe anymore. My lungs quit their job and stopped functioning. Then we made eye contact. No. Then I believe I blacked out. The last thing I remember seeing were those haunting gray-blue orbs ... ************** Thanks everyone for reading so far... Here is the end of book one on THE VICIOUS ALPHA.. Please, kindly leave an encouraging comment, review and highlights. Keep sending your votes and stars... I appreciate and love you all.

“One vampire isn’t much of a threat to us. Especially not to him.” The severed arm and the screams of agony came back to her with a little too much clarity. “No, especially not to him.” “He’s a ruthless killer when he needs to be, I won’t deny that,” said Victor. “But the vampires are worse. Much worse. We kill out of necessity, they kill for the thrill of the hunt. I guarantee that the death my brother gave him was far more humane than whatever he had planned for you.” She swallowed hard. “He said something about killing it—I mean, Darian,” she corrected herself, “and taking us both to some market.”

“And you should be.” Her daughter whimpered again, clutching Valeria’s coat. Valeria smoothed the girl’s hair, never taking her eyes off Damien. “Let her go, Damien. She’s just a child.” “She’s your child,” Damien corrected, his smile curling like smoke. “And that makes her very important. Don’t you see? She’s the perfect tool. If I crush her spirit, I crush yours. If I take her away, you’ll never recover. You’ll finally be mine in the way you should’ve been all along.”

Valery was the good girl entertaining a big bad wolf drooling to have her for dinner. "Hah, look at me." Derrick stole her mouth when she turned her neck. "I want to embrace you till we look alike, find your nectar and drink of it. Eat from your most secret places till there's nothing left behind. That's how much I want you, Violet." He confessed his carnal desires. Valery was not confused. Besides, she wanted to use him just as much. It was time to clean out the cobwebs. She gazed into her predator's eyes and said crisply, "Do it, Leo."