Rejected, Abused, I Fall for the Forbidden Alpha (by Riley Scott) novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108

Third Person POV

She met him that night, clad in a hooded jacket, blending into the shadows. She felt the smallest inkling of doubt, wondering if this would even work. This man, she didn’t know him well, but he wanted her; she knew that much. He desired her. She’d seen the looks he continually gave her at the dining table, the subtle glances, the lingering eyes as he looked her body over. Not to mention that one time when they had fucked…

“Princess,” his voice is low, cautious, “I didn’t think you would actually have the nerve to show up.

She pulls the hood back and glares at him. “I’m here, aren’t I?” she growled, “you don’t have to be so sarcastic about it.”

She met his eyes directly, challenging him. She wasn’t afraid. This man would slowly become a puppet to her whims, so long as she provided him with what he wanted, and she wouldn’t hesitate to let him use her body in order to reap the benefits.

He chuckled and then lightly trailed a finger down her cheek, his eyes piercing. “Ah, as if I could forget you,” he said, reminiscing, “tight little pussy, perfect breasts that fit right into the palms of my hands, that perky ass of yours that’s begging to be filled. I can even hear those whimpers and cries you made as I filled you.”

He laughed at the expression on her face, a mixture of panic and utter horror. This was not the time and the place for such sordid talk.

“Shut up,” she hissed, glancing frantically around but seeing nobody nearby. “Do you have to bring all that up?”

What if somebody overheard them? He wasn’t exactly being quiet.

“What’s the matter? Regretting our little rendezvous?” he taunted, “because I have to say I haven’t forgotten it in the slightest.”

He was shameless, she thought wildly to herself, but he was also her only hope. She needed him. The worst thing was he seemed to know it too, peering at her intently, a small smile curved on his lips. He was enjoying this. Bastard.

“How could I forget,” she coughed, her voice weak.

“Yes,” she nodded, biting her lower lip, “I do. But nobody would suspect you,” she whispered emphatically, ” nobody would even think you had anything to do with it. You’re clever,” she said encouragingly, “I’m sure you. can think of sorne way to do this.”

“Maybe,” his voice is still dark, his expression calculating, “but I would be taking a hell of a risk.”

She has to do something to get him to agree; otherwise this would all be for naught.

She nips playfully at his ear, her hands roaming over his body. He groans, his body stiffening.

“I told you I would make it worth your while,” she sighed, even as he clenched his jaw, desire written all over his face.

She knew it. He was easily manipulated. All it took was a little seduction, and he was hers. She breathed a sigh of relief.