Ares.
I laid on the bed, puffing out smoke from my lips when the girl closed the door behind her. She smiled at me seductively but I could sense her nervousness as she walked towards me.
Her black hair was pulled into a ponytail and she brought her hand swiftly to it drawing back the string that held it together so it fell in waves over her shoulder.
Suddenly, a different black hair swiping past violet eyes filled with tears flashed in my head and I looked away from her, grabbing the bottle of Martini from the bed stand.
“I didn’t know you would ever pick me, Alpha.” She muttered, coming closer to the bed to draw my attention.
“I needed a distraction tonight. And you caught my attention.” I answered, pinning her with a black stare as she blushed, her pale cheeks staining red.
“I’m honored. And I’ll please you well, my Alpha.” She said and I nodded absentmindedly. She took that as a response as she reached for her blouse.
It was a dark leather crop top with zip at its front, holding back a pair of big breasts. I’ve never been a fan of big breasts so I wasn’t moved either way. I liked them small enough to fill my palm.
Just like…
No!
Remember that’s what you need to take your mind off.
The girl who I still didn’t know her name started unzipping the blouse slowly, biting down her lower lip as she walked closer to me. The zip finally came undone and her breasts sprang free from the confinement. They were big, like two medium sized watermelons, soft and they bounced off her chest at the sudden contact.
She smiled at me as she whined her waist, touching her breasts and pouring her lips. I threw a glass of the drink past my lips.
The bright lights illuminated her pale skin casting her shadow against the wall. She was tall, but the high heels she wore added to her height making her appear sexy.
But he still wasn’t getting up.
I sighed inwardly, it’s probably because I wasn’t attracted to big breasts, I was more of an ass person. I assured myself, as I inhaled from my cigarette, adjusting slightly on the bed.
She smirked, thinking she was having an effect on me.
Oh baby girl, you must be wrong. It takes more than that to get me aroused.
She ran her fingers along her hips as she dangled with the waist chain around her slim waists. I was never one to like that either.
I said nothing as she reached for the buttons of her skirt and started undoing them one by one. When she finally pulled it off, throwing it against the floor, her black lacy panties were the only pair of clothing she was left with.
I preferred red, but okay.
She pulled them off seductively and I waited to get aroused but I couldn’t feel any bulge in my pants.
“Like what you see, Alpha?” She asked, reaching for the bed and still not taking her high heels.
No.
Get your shoes off the bed!
I wanted to say, I liked seeing their toes, and I wanted to suck on them every time.
I said nothing as she reached me, spreading her legs on the opposite side of me and her fingers found its way to my shirt.
I stiffened as she leaned closer to me, the scent of vanilla wafted through my nose and an image flashed in my head.
Bright violet eyes.
I jerked a bit in shock and she leaned back, giving me a confused stare. “Are you ok?” She asked and I shook my head before grabbing her head and slamming her lips against mine.
Her lips tasted of strawberry from her lipstick and I invaded her mouth with mine, taking everything as she melted in my arms immediately. Her desire surged through me and I could feel her heat from my thighs.
“A.. alpha..” She whispered when I drew back, shocked at my response.
“I don’t want that slow shit you do.” I said, ripping off the buttons of my shirt as I slammed her against the bed, bringing her under me.
“I hate a woman being on top.” I growled as she smirked and fumbled with my belt.
I stared down at her, and it was like those green eyes had slowly changed to violet, their hair shone and the skin changed to the same battered skin marred with scars and bruises.
Small lips opened as they spoke to me. But I couldn’t make out the words as those violet eyes filled with tears as they ran down her cheeks. They were so sad and my heart broke.
I hadn’t realized I had reached for her cheeks, wiping off the tears as they fell past her eyes. They appeared like glass with tears in them and I found myself drawn to them like a moth to a flame.
I didn’t mean to, I didn’t mean to make you cry, Alora.
“Huh?” The girl asked and I finally snapped out of my daze, the person beneath me wasn’t Alora, it was the stripper. Her black hair didn’t shine and her eyes were green as they stared at me in confusion.
I almost blushed in embarrassment as I moved away, sitting on the bed confused. How the hell could I be thinking of her right now?
I felt anger in my veins as I grabbed the bottle of the Martini from the table and got down from the bed.
“Alpha..” The girl started to say.
“Meet Victor for your pay.” I said, cutting her off as I reached for the door, throwing it open in anger and slamming it behind me.
I said nothing as Victor rushed towards me. “Was she not good enough?” He asked as he started back at the room in confusion.
“No.” I answered. No one was good enough, except the person in my mind.
I ignored the shouts from Victor as I climbed down the stairs and walked out of the club. It was suddenly too noisy for me in there.
I gulped down the bottle of Martini once more, climbing into my car and driving off recklessly back home.
“Why would I think of her?! I have never had any issues with the girls at the club! This has never happened before?!” I yelled, slamming my fist on the steering as I swerved past a trailer that honked loudly at me.
I laughed. Of course.
I was probably only attracted to her body, I thought. If I saw it, then I wouldn’t be moved by it anymore.
Damn! That stupid slave. She had a way of infiltrating my thoughts.
I reached the estate, driving past the fountain as I brought my car to a stop in front of the doors. I staggered, laughing as I slammed the door behind me.
“If I only see her, her body. I’ll know there’s nothing special about her.” I said, pushing the doors open as it echoed loudly in the big and empty house.
Reaching for the stairs, I held onto the railing for support as I pushed myself upstairs, still taking huge gulps from the Martini that still wasn’t finished in my hands.
How many had I even taken today?
I wondered, staring at the bottle in my hand. It takes a lot to get me drunk. Or had that girl spiked my drink without me knowing.
It only angered me as I climbed up the stairs and reached the hallway to my room. I could suddenly hear the steady heartbeat of Alora, she was probably still asleep. But I didn’t care.
She had no right to sleep when she was all I could think about. I didn’t want to think about her, she was a weak, tiny slave who meant absolutely nothing to me. I thought, fumbling with my keys, that fell twice before I could open the door.
The room was dark just as I had left it, and the images around me became blurry as I tried to make out where the switch was, but I staggered too much before growling in annoyance and leaving it.
Despite the room being dark I could still make out a few things, and I saw the lines of my bed. Alora was just chained to it, so I stalked towards her.
She was still asleep from the steady sound of her breathing and I found myself growing angry as I stomped towards her.
“How dare you?” I asked before grabbing her hair and jerking her face towards me.
She gasped in shock, her eyes opening so I could see the violet eyes that kept haunting me all night. Her fear intensified and I smirked.
“You’re doing this on purpose aren’t you? Infiltrating my head, seducing me so I would let you go?” I asked, as she stared at me with wide eyes before shaking her head.
I laughed darkly, bowing my head as my body racked with laughter. “Seriously? It’s working. I couldn’t be with another woman as you kept clouding my head. So I really want to see you. All of you. I’m sure I wouldn’t think of you anymore.” I said.
“What are you talking about?” She asked, fear in her voice as she tried to scrim away from me, but I held her tighter, glaring at her as she tried to escape.
“You think I’m attracted to you?” I asked and she stared at me in confusion and it only angered me more that she was acting like she didn’t know what she was doing.
“I’m a man. I’m attracted to what I see. And after I see your body, this weird feeling would go away. It wouldn’t mean anything. So stay still.” I said.
Alora struggled and I felt her fear fill the room, almost choking me as I pushed her against the wall, her eyes filled with tears as she struggled against my string hold.
“You’re mine. You belong to me. You’re nothing more than a slave, so do as I say.”
Immediately, I reached for the gown she wore and ripped it off her immediately, exposing her naked skin to me.
**Hey everyone. What’s wrong with Ares? Why is he acting this way? And he’s going to expose Alora to him, he’s going to see the brand! And know she’s from Jax! Oh no! This is bad? What do you think of the chapter? What do you think would happen in the next chapter? Let me know in the comments and don’t forget to follow me on instagram @chimdi_jane_samuel. See you soon, Jane❤️