Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 443: Sore Loser

With four of her boyfriends on both sides, Violet felt like the main character of some movie. Although right now, one of her men was sulking like a child.

"It was just a kiss, Roman. Nothing else," Violet said, trying to cheer him up, but he only pouted harder.

She let out a sigh. The guy was insufferable.

"Fine. Once we’re inside, you can have your kiss."

He didn’t say a word, but the frown on his face finally started to ease.

They had barely stepped inside the store when Roman grabbed her waist, tilted her head, and kissed the living breath out of her.

Holy creator of the universe.

The kiss was hard and possessive, and had Violet’s head swimming, heat rushing straight to her core. But just as she began to melt into it, Roman pulled away.

"That was satisfying." Roman smiled at her. "I’m good now." He moved on.

Violet was stunned, her feet glued to the floor. Roman’s emotional rollercoaster was giving her whiplash, but that wasn’t the real emergency here. No, her real problem was that she was horny.

It was the kind of horny that made her question her morals. These guys kept kissing her like she was dessert, and now her hormones were staging a full-blown rebellion.

But Violet wasn’t the only one stunned. The store manager, who had come to welcome them, stood frozen, his mouth open.

He had just watched Roman kiss Violet, and now his gaze flickered to the television. As if the universe was bent on testing them, it turned out that Griffin and Violet’s mate bond news was being played on the screen.

Yep. How could someone with a mate bond kiss another guy? That was an abomination.

Violet knew what was going on in his head. The shock was written all over his face.

was already in front of him. "You will not whisper a word of what happened to any soul. And if any employee does, you’ll shut them

manager, dazed under hypnosis,

to leave, then paused. "You’ll also forget we ever stepped foot in this store. Delete the footage, everything that could implicate us after we’re

will forget everything," the manager repeated

then did Asher

Violet

smile. If anything, he seemed on edge now, his beautifully slitted eyes sweeping the store,

not do the trick. I’ll need to compel each and every one

forever. However, all it took was one phone call and the press would swarm their temporary lodging. They needed to figure things out before outside interference. The press wouldn’t go easy on them, and once the truth came out, it would

Violet nodded in understanding.

racks of clothing, both male and female, sparkling under mood lighting. An attendant appeared hurriedly, clipboard in hand, ready

my name is Vera, and I’m here to assist you with your shopping," the lady introduced herself, flustered. She obviously

"Hello," Violet responded politely.

Lady Violet make informed choices, may I take her measurements?" Vera

stepped forward before Violet could

need to worry about that..." He gestured to himself. "I’m a master at

eyes. The pride of

the assistant was

body. "32B breasts, obviously. Waist? Thirty-seven inches. Hips... maybe

bluffing, then Violet had to admit she was impressed with his ability to guess

examining the fancy

"She’s a 34B."

silence that followed was almost

Roman and said, "You can check

the room suddenly rose

matter?" Violet asked, rubbing her temples. "This is the dumbest argument you two have

corner. He was also interested in