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Daddy's Little Brat: The Alpha's Temptress

Chapter 7 07|Woman under the table

Word Count: 1571    |    Released on: 15/07/2026

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y breathing slow and steady. The only soun

of

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me, one second passed, then ano

ck.

or, pulling me out of my daze. My eyes shifted tow

ply wa

d in. She was dressed in blue, her head lowered. At fi

r carefully behind

er greetings." Her voic

n't re

lifted her head, her eyes met mine and the moment they did, she drew in a sharp breath, her

ndant from now on. Please allow me to assist you with your bath. Dinner has been prepare

eyes lowered the entire time. At her

l from twent

y he ha

he had to

had betrayed me

ose las

is... no

sides, nails pressing into my palms as my gaze hardened, someth

ore finally pushing myself to my feet, my s

firm, parting my

name

or the brie

thout he

eli

gue smoothly. Easily. Like

e he had

as she lowered her head again. "Greetings, Madam Del

ay

e a sm

Ye

oached me. Her hands were gentle as they reached

my feet. She worked efficiently, unclipping my bra without a word, her

instead to the mirror standing just bes

d h

en e

ll

y would cal

eous,

g off, something cold. My expression was hard,

pulling the last piece of fabric away, my body r

d. Strong but

r per

a memory of battles fought, of blood shed,

o

everything to me, people to

g in my head but the next second, beside me, Cecilia stepped back, her pos

way,

shifted

hout a wor

d the bathroom, my expression unc

*

the door before me as I s

ike it had been made for me. It hugged my figure perfectly, soft fabric trac

like this. Not usual

d the door for me. I took a slow br

n another. Lig

olished floor as I moved through the h

ch I

es, after all. The first t

hing compared to this. Even the Alpha's wealth, even everything Ethan cont

imed territory deep in the forest that automatically belonged to him, that

eeline like it owned the sky itself. Inside, chandeliers hung high,

med power, not the lou

didn't need to

ed of Alexander because if that man ever decided to take

formation along the corridor. Perfect posture. Blan

stance cold and controlled, observing without lookin

y weren't ordinary servants, they were d

se I had foug

me I came her

Even if they weren't stronger than me individually, it h

son could train s

exa

arriness but I didn't look at them again, I simply

re h

exa

ed every inch of th

rm resting lazily as he swirled a glass of wine between

black silk shirt, and b

rly, just the tilt of his head, the faint curv

had bee

ghtened slight

nd le

heat straight to my spine, however, I exhaled slowly, fo

the silence, behind me, C

n suit stood waiting. He lowered his hea

e said respectfully. "My name is

all nod and

t Alexander, I didn't look a

s g

me like I was the only thing

ed out my ch

gain, and walked away without a sou

he tension in the air threatening to snap as

lready wa

, wine glass lifted slightly as if he h

slig

e table a

long cloth draping t

her

a steady, humi

e silence-choked breaths, faint gasps, the kin

ught before I

ed back up to

er's gri

Delib

n waiting for th

unbothered, unhurried, then set

llowed, low,

dragged over me with unfiltered lust in his gaze as he

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“Content Warning: Smut, Smut and Smut. "He is watching us, Eleanor. Your husband, the one who believes you're dead, is watching you like this... beneath another man, breathless, trembling, losing yourself across these sheets." His hand tightened at my waist, drawing a sharp breath from my lips as his mouth brushed my ear. "Good," I whispered, a slow, wicked smile curving across my lips as my gaze drifted toward the shadow behind the half-open door. I tilted my head back, letting the moment linger-letting him watch. "Then let's give him a show he will never forget." ** Once, I had belonged to someone else. A husband who chose my sister over me. A family who buried my screams beneath their lies. A man who did not hesitate when asked which of us should die. He chose me. So now, I chose revenge. A new face. A new name. I would make him crave me... ache for me... ruin himself trying to keep me. And when my sister watches him unravel, piece by piece, she would feel every ounce of pain I did. But to destroy a man, you must first understand his hunger. And the one teaching me? Alexander Blackthorn. My husband's older brother. A ruthless rogue who believed revenge was never meant to be quick but savored slowly.”