AGGRESSIVE MATE

Florence Jasmine Ramiro smiled at the woman who looked older than she was, Helen Alexandra Ramiro, Florence's half-sister. Florence already thought of Helen as her own biological sister. All Florence knew was that Helen was a very kind and protective woman.

"Sister Helen, what if Dad finds out my secret? I'm afraid..." Florence looked sadly at Helen's shadowed face.

"Calm down... I won't tell Daddy anything. I promise you." Helen reassured Florence.

Florence smiled and nodded, then grabbed her small rucksack and ran outside the gates of the mansion where she lived. A handsome man was waiting for Florence.

Florence Jasmine Ramiro is the only biological child of the Ramiro family. Florence is a recessive Alpha girl and the future heir to the Ramero family fortune, which is quite famous in Switzerland. However, Florence has secretly broken the rules of her extended family. The girl is in a relationship with an alpha male. And Mr Remiro hates that very much. He thinks it is very disgusting to have a relationship with a fellow Alpha.

There was only one person in the Remiro family that Florence trusted. Helen, this woman knows everything about Florence's life. Especially about Florence, who is now in love with a handsome alpha male, Florence's schoolmate.

Florence smiled at her lover's handsome face. "We can finally go together. I'm so happy," she said, taking her lover's arm.

"I'm worried, what if your family finds out?" The man whispered.

Florence shook her head quickly, "Trust me, Sister Helen will keep our relationship a secret." Florence was sure.

Florence's lover smiled hesitantly, stroking the dark hair of the girl in front of him. For some reason the man felt uneasy, he didn't fully trust Florence's sister.

On the other side, Helen met Mr Ramero. She made a panicked face, "Dad!!! Florence ran off with that Alpha again. I-I tried to stop her, but---"

Mr Ramero was visibly upset and stood up from his seat, slamming the objects in front of him. "WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?!! FLORENCE RAN OFF WITH THAT ALPHA AGAIN? YOU LITTLE BRAT! EXACTLY THE SAME NATURE AS THAT BITCH!" he shouted.

Helen tugged at the corners of her lips and looked at her father sarcastically. This was what she really wanted. Helen had wanted to get rid of Florence for a long time so that she could take control of the Ramero family fortune. And today was her big chance to trap Florence.

Helen prostrated herself before her father and wept bitterly. "I'm sorry, Dad, it's all my fault. I couldn't look after my sister. Don't blame Florence, Dad ..." She sobbed.

Mr Ramero helped Helen to her feet. He patted his stepdaughter's shoulder. "It's not your fault, don't blame yourself. You're the daughter Daddy can count on the most," Mr Ramero said.

Helen hugged the body of the middle-aged man in front of her. Her lips were curled into a smile beneath the embrace.

Mr Ramero mobilised some of his men to collect Florence. It was only a few minutes before Florence was back at the Ramero mansion.

Florence arrived in a state of confusion, her face swollen with tears. Her heart was broken, she had just seen her beloved lover die before her eyes. It was all her fault, if only he hadn't come into contact with her ... he might still be alive today. Florence's eyes looked empty, as if there was no life in them. She didn't even notice her father standing proudly in front of her.

"How, huh? This is what happens when you disobey my orders." Mr Ramero's booming voice filled the room.

Florence gasped and stared wide-eyed at her father and brother, who now seemed to be standing next to her father.

"Dad ... why did you do all this? Why did you kill my lover?! Why Dad!!!" Florence cried, completely devastated.

"SHUT UP!" Mr Ramero snapped. His teeth chattered with anger, trying not to hurt his favourite daughter. "Don't you dare mention that damn man in front of me! You're disgusting, Florence! Why do you have to like an alpha male, huh?! Our family needs an heir!"

Florence shook her head brutally, no... she could never love an Omega, Omegas were so base in her opinion. She looked sadly at her sister, wanting to ask the woman for help. But---

Helen leaned closer to Florence. "If only you'd done what I said, maybe this wouldn't have happened." She said dramatically.

Florence frowned in confusion. "W-what did Sister Helen say? Didn't you ask me to ..."

Helen's eyes opened wide as she covered her mouth in shock. "And now you want to blame me? Why are you being so mean, Florence?! I-I'm not your real sister, but ... you shouldn't blame me. I don't know anything about you ... do you want Dad to hate me too, do you?" Helen sobbed.

Florence was speechless. She was completely shocked to learn the truth about Helen's true nature. The woman she had trusted so much was in fact her worst enemy.

"Sister Helen ...."

"Enough, Florence! If you want me to leave this house. I'll do it..."

"NO! YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE, HELEN!" Mr Ramero shouted.

Florence trembled, waiting for her father's next words.

"Helen will take your place. If you can't change your ways, then... the Ramero family fortune will go to Helen. And I will consider you dead!" Mr Ramero pointed in Florence's face.

Florence laughed out loud, tears in her eyes. It was as if she had just witnessed a truly wonderful performance. Yes! A performance in which she had become the most despicable person in the eyes of her own family. While a stranger of unknown origin became the potential heir.

"If that's what Dad wants. I'll make it happen. Consider me, Florence Jasmine Ramero, dead! There is no more Florence in this world! Florence is just a disgusting child! A despicable, Alpha-loving, unlucky girl! But one thing you must remember, I HATE ALL OF YOU!" Florence cried heartbreakingly. She pointed at her father and half-sister with trembling fingers.

Florence ran away from the big house. Ignoring her father's cries.

"FLORENCE! STOP! DARE TO SET FOOT OUTSIDE THE VILLA, DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT COMING BACK!!!"

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Florence cried all the way, running barefoot to who knows where. Her heart was broken, disappointed, angry beyond words. All she wanted to do now was ... dead.

Brugh!

Florence's tired body unconsciously bumped into someone else's. She got up from her stumble without any expression or intention of apologising to the person she had just hit.

"Are you all right?" asked the man Florence had just hit.

But Florence did not answer, her eyes seemed blank. She walked on until she stood in the middle of the tracks.

"Who are you, what troubles have befallen you ... beautiful?"