Semua Bab Daddy's Little Brat: The Alpha's Temptress : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Ethan povThe room was thick with tension.The air felt cold enough to freeze over as two overwhelming auras collided in silence, auras strong enough to suffocate anyone caught between them. As I sat in my seat, staring at the two men before me, I couldn't help thinking how impossible it was for them to even sit in the same room. They couldn't have been more different from one another yet they were currently the two strongest men in the world.Alexander Blackthorn. The terrifying psychopath everyone feared was first and James Ironclaw, the calm, righteous Alpha everyone respected was second.Both men sat next to each other inside my study. The steady ticking of the clock echoed through the room, becoming the only sound breaking the silence. Alexander lounged lazily in his chair, long dark hair falling messily over his face. Everything about him seemed slow and relaxed, almost bored. A lazy smile stretched across his lips as he exhaled a cloud of smoke, the gray haze briefly obscurin

Mary povMy eyes widened, a gasp escaped my lips as I whipped around. The rogue was standing directly in front of me with a smile.My eyes widened and a terrifying scream ripped from my throat.The sound echoed through the restaurant as my knees suddenly gave out beneath me and I hit the floor hard, my entire body trembled violently as tears streamed down my cheeks and panic swallowed every coherent thought in my head."P-Please..." I sobbed, scrambling backward. "Please don't kill me... please..." My voice cracked painfully. "My husband will pay. He will definitely pay. I swear he will..." I begged, my hands in the air as if that would somehow keep me safe yet the rogue merely scoffed, as though my fear disgusted him, as though my life meant absolutely nothing. He took another step toward me, then another, I watched his hand begin to reach for me, however before his fingers could touch me—Thud!A sharp sound echoed through the restaurant."Mummy!"The rogue paused, his hand stopp

Eleanor povThe temperature in the restaurant dropped as a cold chill swept through the air. The next second, they moved. Not together like before, but separately—faster, sharper. Every movement screamed desperation, this was no longer a battle. It was survival.The first rogue shot toward me in human form, gritting his teeth as he raised his sword overhead. "Die!" he roared, bringing the blade crashing down toward my neck.I didn't move. My hands remained folded behind my back as I watched everything unfold in slow motion. The steel reflected the lights above as it came closer, slowing down just an inch from my throat. The rogue's lips curled into a triumphant smile. He thought he had me.I smiled back.Without moving my feet, I simply leaned my upper body backward.Whoosh.The blade sliced through the air, barely brushing a single strand of my hair. I remained perfectly balanced, staring up at him from that impossible angle as a soft chuckle escaped my lips."You haven't even ta

Eleanor povA smile lingered on my lips. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I could almost hear a nonexistent music playing, slow and light, as though the world itself had slowed down.My cheek rested against a hard chest, the firm muscles beneath his slightly unbuttoned shirt rose and fell in a slow, steady rhythm. The thick fur coat draped over his shoulders brushed against my skin, warm despite the cold radiating from the man wearing it. His scent surrounded me completely, it was addictive, wrapping around me just as securely as the arm holding me against him.Alexander carried me up the staircase as though I weighed nothing. I didn't even need to open my eyes to know he was smiling.That amused, infuriating smile had never disappeared.Not after I collapsed.Not after he picked me up.Not even during the entire drive back to the packhouse.That devil hadn't spoken a single word since. He had merely looked down at my face... then chuckled, as though he'd been thoroughly amused. A

Ethan povTik tok. Tik tok.For one agonizing minute, the only sound echoing through the dining hall was the steady ticking of the clock.No one spoke.No one touched the food.The tension only grew thicker.I sat at the head of the table, my hands resting on the armrests of my chair as my gaze slowly swept across everyone present.James.He sat to my right, posture immaculate, one leg crossed over the other. His glasses rested neatly on the bridge of his nose, his expression unreadable. Those dark eyes held neither emotion nor thought as they remained fixed on nothing before sliding towards me and the moment our gazes met, a chill crawled slowly down my spine but then, the next second, a low chuckle drifted through the silence.My eyes shifted.Alexander.Leaning lazily against his chair beside James, one arm draped over the backrest as though he owned the room. A slow, amused smirk rested on his lips while an unlit cigar rolled effortlessly between his fingers as he looked back at