The Alpha's Hated Sex Slave

[Warning 18 ]

My husband sold me to him, the cruelest Alpha.

"You gonna be my sex slave, whether you like it or not." I sucked in my breath when he suddenly took hold of my jaw and kept my other hand above my head.

"Let go of me, you jerk!" I beat against his chest repeatedly. I wanted to shove him off me, but he didn't budge. Within minutes, l brought my knee up and kicked him in the shin. As soon as I did, he groaned in pain, and I took that as an opportunity to free myself from his grasp. I rushed quickly to the other side of the room, desperate to get away from him.

"He isn't going to do as he pleases with me." l thought fiercely, but suddenly something like fear flashed before me when I noticed him inching towards me. His eyes were full of fury and menace. His canines were also enlightening. Fear flowing in my spine, l stepped backward till my back hit the wall. Though desperation clutched at my heart, l still summoned as much strength l could muster.

"If you think for one fucking second that you can just steal my life from me, you stop."

He cut me off physically. He lunged from several feet away in front of me in an instant. His hand was around my throat again. He held my throat and then pushed me against the wall. "You have crossed the line, Zoey." He said lowly and in a scary voice.

"Guards, come over and take her to the cell." He went on. He was so loud that a shiver instantly ran down my spine.

In this fated game, we're both prisoners of love.