Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter 40

-Alex's POV-

My hands wrapped around her neck, caging her against the wall. Her lust filled out stared back at me and it took everything in me not to tear her pretty little dress and take her against the wall but she had always been my temptation, my weakness. "Fuck me,

Alex.

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I let out a growl grinding my teeth, "Silver." It came out as a warning but I knew she wouldn't listen, "I dare you. You know you want to. Fuck me Alex."

Like that, every restraint slipped and I smashed my lips on hers. My claws extended, ripping her dress off her and she let out a gasp as my lips latched to one of her nipples. I bit down hard just the way she liked it.

"Alex please."

"Please what, Silver?"

My lips moved to the seconds, drawing the second bud into my hungry mouth, "Say it. Tell me exactly how you want it."

"I want you to... Fuck." She gasped out when my second hand slipped between her legs.

"Use your words, Silver."

"Fuck me. Please. I want you to fuck me."

I released her, turning her around. She arched her back towards me and then without warning, pulled out my dick and slammed

into her.

A bone-rattling crack of thunder split the sky, the sound echoing through the mansion like a gunshot. Rain lashed against the windows, the wind howling like a banshee outside. I flinched, the sudden noise jolting me out of the unsettling memories that had been swirling in my head,

Those fragmented visions of Maya, the way she used to look at me- they'd been plaguing me for days ever since my visit to Adrian. His threats, laced with venomous hate, still hung in the air: "Watch your steps, Alex. Once I'm out, you'll pay for everything you took from me."

Taking a swig of my whiskey, I stared out the window at the relentless downpour. The Adrian I knew was long gone, consumed by a darkness that I woke up and walked with every single day of my life. His threats held no weight with me. He was getting exactly what he deserved for the life he took from me, the life he shattered.

Letting out a long sigh, I slumped deeper into the plush armchair closing my eyes then I felt her presence, "I was actually going to say a prayer of thanks to the Moon Goddess. I thought you had finally given me a helping hand and rid the world of you."

"If that's your way of saying you missed me, you aren't scoring any points," she sniped, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

escaping my lips. Getting rid of her wouldn't be difficult - I had that power. But Miranda, despite her sharp

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Without asking. she poured herself a generous amount of whiskey, then perched herself on the edge of the bed with an air

brings you here,

reach her eyes. The way she said "fiancé" sent a jolt of annoyance through me, grating

of wills. My bored stare met hers, as cold and

the silence. "If you ask me, they should've never let her out in the first place. Trash like her

reaction, but today, I wouldn't give her the satisfaction. I simply took another sip of my whiskey, the amber liquid burning a soothing path

my disinterest, she dropped the glass on the nightstand with a sharp crack. Her playful demeanor vanished, replaced by a steely seriousness. "My brother came to

her brother had always been a mystery to me. They seemed to exist in a constant state of love-hate, their bond as volatile as the thunderstorm

asked,

up straighter, her posture rigid. "You're

replacing my earlier boredom. "Why in the world would I involve myself with your brother's

narrowed, "You'll help him because he's married to Amaya. A hurt to Ivan hurts Amaya too. Last I heard, Daniel Stone's company was on the verge of collapse. If Ivan follows suit, your precious little mate might just end up on the

reasons I liked her. It didn't matter that she was the daughter of a multimillionaire. She had always believed in the power of hard work so I knew whatever happened to either of their companies would have little or no significant effects on her finances but still a cold,

echoed, the single word laced with disbelief. For a moment, her carefully constructed facade

wouldn't you

her."

wouldn't

of my whiskey and savoring the way it burned a warm path down my throat. "Affection? Like

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as the color drained from her face. I set the glass down with a decisive clink, the sound echoing in the sudden silence. Rising from the armchair, I took a slow, deliberate step towards her, my movements measured and predatory. She instinctively backed away, her bravado momentarily shaken. The power dynamic in the room had shifted, and she wasn't

the rain outside." I stopped mere inches in front of her, towering over her petite frame. My gaze met hers, a cold challenge that sent shivers down her spine, I could see it in her eyes. Caging her with my body, I reached out and

Amaya, for all her supposed importance, is nothing more than a pawn in my game. You'd be wise to remember that. So get off your high horse, Miranda, and stop pretending to be a queen. You are wearing my wolf thin, you know what happens

at her sides, the urge to lash out evident. But she knew, as well as I did, that a fight here wouldn't benefit her. Not against me.

hold, a satisfied smirk playing on my lips. Miranda stumbled

usual calm. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a

snapped

this one of the reasons I kept her around and my memories of Anaya had been leaving me so much on edge. I needed a

do not like to

my tone and she laid back, spreading her