Being the Alpha Obsession

3: My Ne

Amanda stood by the doorwa

eased, pulling at my hair. "I hope I never get to see your

in were moist with tears after Enzo's disgusting act. I wanted to skin him alive, to scratch his face and pull his eyes

again threatened to fall down my face and I didn't stop it. I was tired alread

ort, my heart boi

.... I muttered under my breat

once again to smack my ass."Just don't dare fucking try it." I tried har

h you whenever and wherever I want and there's nothing you or anybody can do about it.

l and my father who stood downstairs talking to a strang

imself. Placing a hand on my shoulder, he pressed me against his body and placed the other hand on my buttocks, fondli

backwards. I knew I had just triggered his anger, and If it were not for the people who already had t

tairs quickly, standing at a safe distance away from Enzo and my f

oom her to his satisfaction." I heard Lycril's voice as I stood

es met with the man standing with her. He was cloaked in

ying towards her and bowing immediately I was in fr

ll, his eyes neve

ing the silence that had envelope

is hands and lifted

taken care of!" Xavier's voice was gruff, deep a

ing good care of you." She nudged m

care of me, sir." I muttered,

red y"Right, Freya?" Lycril said again, this time between clenched teeth

is mouthpiece." Turning towards Enzo, Xavier, whose voice had taken a meaner tone, asked aga

vulnerable before. I watched as he stared at my father who looked so humble at the moment. Enzo had expected my father to once again

s." Xavier ordered before tak

ling at her feet. Who would have thought the almighty Lycril

begged, pulling my father who stood still with an

enes and I fell on my face, begging Xavier. Enzo might have treated me badly

t him go. I beg you." I pleade

been taken out." He said

ts as she walked towards my direction, aimin

ife, I'll make sure you pay for this." She was taken away by Xavier's men just in time before

y she's untouched. My stepson hasn't laid a finger on her." My

he Alpha will communicate wi

d my father call me with such an endearing name. What happened to bei

nd the mischief in his voice. I need no one to tell me he meant nothing

seemed to be boring into my soul. "Have y

dded, "Ye

l children was like living in hell. But these people? These people who seem to deriv

glancing at the house I grew up in, I wondered how

cruelest things a father

I assured myself as I sat beside Xavier in the luxurious c