Alpha Dimitri By LS Barbosa

Chapter 95

Aurora:

“What kind of game do you think you’re playing?” I asked, entering the bedroom where I knew Dimitri was sitting at his desk. The fact that he wasn’t in the office only told me that he was waiting for me.

“Is it necessary for me to be playing a game? Or is it only because you do not want to consider the fact that something good can come from me, malyshka?” He asked, and I scoffed. The man took me for a fool, but I knew for fact that I was not going to be falling for it. Not anymore anyway.

“I am done with your lies, and I am done having false hope over nothing,” I said, and he smiled. His smile reached his eyes, and I could tell that he was far more amused than I would want him to be. And though I did not know whether to be annoyed with that or not, I knew one thing, I wanted nothing more than to rip that smile off his face and to also slap him in the face for the way that he was making me feel.

“What if I am not lying?” He asked, raising an amused eyebrow. “What if every word that I am telling you is true and I want to make things right with you?”

“Then you either a psychopath, a bipolar, or you have an identity disorder.” I said, and he chuckled, shaking his head at me.

is forced to deal with everything while I am the bastard that is forcing you into it? I am the bad guy in

“I never said…”

with. “But I am going to have

the man. He raised an amused eyebrow at me, and I watched as

you THINK happened when it did not? The woman came and had an argument with me, one that her mate had to stop her from taking on. Now, if you do not wish to ruin their

a damn reason. If I am in pain, it is

under the threat of losing the ONE

you come and fucking speak to me rather than acting out.

asked, stopping the man. His eyes met mine and the next words that he said took me

“To trust me,”

look at me, his eyes holding a little pain before they darkened a bit. “You slept with me, took my virginity, and barely before I even woke up, you went to her. I was in pain, but you believed that I wasn’t a virgin because I didn’t bleed. I didn’t even complain, I wasn’t forced, I knew that it had to be done, but it wasn’t romantic either.