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I walked out of Arianna’s door and was imdiately grabbed on both sides of my arms by the two fearful guards who were at the door. One of which I rembered.
He was the sa person I saw in the garden of the restaurant. I guess he was monitoring after all.
"Where are you taking to?!" I asked, trying to pull my hand from their grip but it was futile.
"What’s the aning of this? Let go of !" I scread while still struggling with them. I thought I could fight my way through but I knew it was a bad idea to struggle with the ruthless Alpha guards when I felt a sharp needle pierce my skin and everything went blank in an instant.
The feeling of the cold breeze from the air conditioning brushing against my skin made wake up with a shiver.
My eyes trailed around the room and sitting close to was the sa man I dreaded to see; Alpha Xavier.
His handso but intimidating face stared coldly into mine.
I felt a hint of sha wash over but it wasn’t as intense as the guilt I felt. It seed strange to feel guilty for doing what I did, instead of feeling ashad standing before him, I was more worried that he wouldn’t think I was worth his attention again.
My cheeks burned at his gaze, my heartbeat accelerated and a lot of knots were forming in my stomach at his intense gaze.
"You took sothing that belongs to and I’m here to collect it?" He said, his words calculated and his voice firm while his gaze was never shifting from my face.
It felt like I was going to burn any minute.
"I don’t know what you’re talking about," I replied, shocking even myself.
His gaze hardened and he squinted his eyes as though he was staring past my face into my soul.
"I’ll ask you one more ti where is my gold watch and where did you keep it?" He said in the sa tone as before.
I was quiet this ti around. Knowing that my previous reply sounded la, even in my ears, I knew that my acting obliviousness wouldn’t save from the inevitable.
"I’ll pay you back, I promise. I just need a little more ti. I’ll work my ass off if I have to, I’ll spend the rest of my life working so hard to pay you back." I pleaded, my hands joined together in a plea.
For the first ti since our eting, he shifted his gaze. His expression was so distant and when he looked back at , I knew that my pleas did nothing to abate his anger.
"Do you think you can pay back? Do you know how much the watch was worth?" His voice was still so calm that I could’ve thought he wasn’t angry if not for the glare on his face.
Yes, I knew how much the watch was worth. It was worth more than all my years working as a stripper. That I was sure.
"That watch was worth three hundred thousand dollars. I’m sure you had no idea." He spat, making almost choke on nothing.
"There’s no need to beat around the bush." He knotted his brows, with a grim expression. "You’re mine now."
I thought I heard wrong the first ti so I leaned closer, using my hands to tuck my hair behind my ears.
"Huh?" I asked, my lips parted in confusion.
"You can spend the rest of your days dancing for and paying back what you stole from ." He retorted, a deep frown on his face.
I blinked severally, trying to process what I heard. The constant frown on his face was a confirmation I needed to know that he wasn’t bluffing.
"I-- I can’t do that." I replied, finally able to speak.
"You don’t have a choice. That’s the only way you can pay back for stealing from !" His voice was slightly raised but it felt like I was struck by thunder.
He continued when I didn’t say a word. Mainly because I was tongue-tied.
"You’re mine now. These are the docunts that make you mine. You can’t return to the clubhouse and you can’t go back to your friend’s house. I have my n there." His words were enough to pass the ssage.
I knew that if sighted anywhere close to Arianna’s house, not only I would be hurt but my friend too.
"You bought ?!" I asked with a loud tone, staring at the docunts in my hands like they were my nesis.
Well, they were.
"I don’t agree with this, my consent should be sought for at least!" My voice cracked with the words as I knew that it wasn’t how things were done in this part of the world.
He stood up from the sofa opposite the bed and made for the door but paused when he got to the door.
"Freshen up and get ready. Your job starts tonight." With those words, he disappeared through the door. It was then the tears I never knew were waiting, rolled down my cheeks and I broke down in defeat.
I’d been caught up with the ruthless Alpha in the City and there was nothing, or anyone who could save from him.
Not only did I give him my virginity, I now belonged to him.
The tears didn’t stop until so hours later when I couldn’t seem to push them out again. I lay on the bed, wallowing in agony when the door swung open and a middle-aged female walked in with a box of clothes and makeup.
Setting them on the floor, she turned to my fra on the bed.
"We have only twenty minutes to get you ready for your performance." She inford , before turning to the bigger box that seed like the one for clothes. She threw it open and brought out a skimpy red gown with glitters around it. She shook her head in disapproval after bringing it close to my fra on the bed.
It’s either she didn’t notice my red and swollen eyes or she just didn’t care.
After a couple of disapproval from her, I forced myself up and scanned through the box myself, a two-piece bikini and top caught my eye and I picked it out. Without waiting for her to speak, I walked to the bathroom and ca out dressed.
She nodded when she saw and gestured to the chair by the mirror stand. I sat down and she was done getting glamd up for my performance for the Alpha. There was no doubt her hands were skilled, I could barely recognize the swollen face that sat before the mirror so minutes ago.
"All set." She smiled in satisfaction and opened the door ajar, a gesture I understood.
I was led to another room on another floor and when she stepped back and gestured in, I knew there was no turning back.
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