Alpha's Temporary Bride

Alpha's Temporary Bride

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Caroline ran away on the night of the official Mating ceremony following a misunderstanding with her soon-to-be mate, Alpha Maximus, leaving him in a bad situation. In order to avoid damaging his reputation, Alpha Maximus hastily hired a temporary bride: Lillian, who was willing to sell herself. However, he never asked why she accepted his offer for money. He married her and for years took her body and soul, fulfilling his desires in bed, until his ex-fiancée, Caroline, returned to take everything. We were riding in a limo. He was going to his father-in-law's funeral, but he seemed strangely glad about the passing. He held me close, placing me on his lap, and embraced me with a forceful, intense kiss, as if he never wanted it to stop. Feeling uncomfortable, I pulled away and gave him a strange look. He smirked in a disturbing and lustful way, then slid his hands between my legs while whispering in my ear, "I'm going to leave a mark on you right here and now."

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Lillian's heart skipped a beat as she read the message that appeared on her phone screen. It was a bold and daring proposition from the woman who had once captured Alpha Maximus's heart, the woman who had left their lives four years ago. But Lillian was no ordinary woman, and she reveled in the challenge that lay before her.

A sly smile formed on Lillian's lips as she made her way to the bedroom where Alpha Maximus stood, his commanding presence filling the room. Her steps were confident, her eyes brimming with a mischievous spark. She approached him with a mixture of determination and allure, her voice laced with intrigue as she asked, "Alpha Maximus, shall I call her and inform her of our unique connection?"

With a dismissive wave of his hand, Alpha Maximus responded, his voice tinged with arrogance, "There's no need for that, my dear. I've already set the wheels in motion. The divorce papers are being prepared as we speak." Lillian pretended to mourn their impending separation, her eyes welling up with false tears, but her mind was already racing with possibilities.

As Lillian turned to leave, Alpha Maximus's grip tightened, pulling her into an embrace that sent shivers down her spine. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, igniting a fire that burned between them. Lillian's mind wandered to the woman who had sent the provocative message, but she knew deep down that her place by Alpha Maximus's side was not so easily relinquished.

Breaking away from the embrace, Lillian playfully suggested, her voice dripping with seduction, "Perhaps we should exercise caution, my love. After all, our reunion may stir up envy in the heart of the woman we once held dear." Alpha Maximus, fixated on Lillian's enchanting presence, dismissed her concerns with a possessive kiss, their desires intertwining in a dance of longing and lust.

Lillian gracefully excused herself, claiming the need for a refreshing bath. As she closed the door to the bathroom, a mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes. She knew the power she held over Alpha Maximus, the game they played of desire and pursuit. And she reveled in every moment of it.

Four years ago, Caroline, the woman Alpha Maximus had loved, had vanished due to a misunderstanding, leaving their wedding in shambles. In her absence, Lillian had stepped into the role of Alpha Maximus's wife, a role she played with finesse despite the whispers and accusations from the outside world. The truth hidden beneath layers of deception was known only to their families, a secret that fueled their unconventional bond.

Lillian's thoughts drifted to that fateful day when Caroline had disappeared, leaving behind a void that she, with her striking resemblance, had been destined to fill. While the world saw her as a mere substitute, Lillian knew that her allure extended far beyond her appearance. She had become the embodiment of Alpha Maximus's desires, a woman who captivated him on more than just a superficial level.

Emerging from her bath, Lillian's mind buzzed with plans and strategies, her creativity fueling her ambition. She dressed meticulously, adorning herself with an air of confidence and allure. As she descended the stairs, her steps were purposeful, her smile radiant.

Approaching Alpha Maximus, who was still engrossed in his dinner, Lillian leaned in and placed a tender kiss on his cheek. With a playful glint in her eyes, she teased, "My dear Alpha Maximus, did you forget to invite me to this sumptuous feast?"

He responded, his voice filled with tenderness, "I couldn't bear to disturb your peaceful slumber, my love. You looked so serene in your sleep."

Lillian kissed his cheek again, her voice sweet as honey, as she called out to the kitchen, "Emma, I'm famished. Please bring me something delightful."

Emma, a warm and jovial presence, emerged from the kitchen, bearing a tray filled with Lillian's favorite dishes. Her eyes twinkled with affection as she placed the food before Lillian, who praised her with genuine gratitude.

As Lillian savored the flavors, Alpha Maximus wiped his mouth and spoke, his voice filled with affection, "Lillian, my mother is alone at our residence. Would you be so kind as to keep her company? My father is away on business, and I'm sure she would appreciate your presence."

A smile played on Lillian's lips as she responded, her voice laced with warmth, "Of course, my love. I shall go to her immediately."

As Alpha Maximus prepared to leave, Lillian rose to her feet, her eyes locked with his. She pointed to her cheek, a playful twinkle in her gaze, and whispered, "Before you depart, my dear Alpha Maximus, how about a goodnight kiss?"

He approached her, his lips brushing against her cheek ina gentle caress. "Sleep well, my love," he murmured before bidding her farewell.

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“Caroline ran away on the night of the official Mating ceremony following a misunderstanding with her soon-to-be mate, Alpha Maximus, leaving him in a bad situation. In order to avoid damaging his reputation, Alpha Maximus hastily hired a temporary bride: Lillian, who was willing to sell herself. However, he never asked why she accepted his offer for money. He married her and for years took her body and soul, fulfilling his desires in bed, until his ex-fiancée, Caroline, returned to take everything. We were riding in a limo. He was going to his father-in-law's funeral, but he seemed strangely glad about the passing. He held me close, placing me on his lap, and embraced me with a forceful, intense kiss, as if he never wanted it to stop. Feeling uncomfortable, I pulled away and gave him a strange look. He smirked in a disturbing and lustful way, then slid his hands between my legs while whispering in my ear, "I'm going to leave a mark on you right here and now."”
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