King Alejandro: The Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

36 Was He A God 

KIARA

I felt so comfortable snuggled against the hard, firm body next to me. A deep, seductive scent filled my nose and I inhaled deeply. A strong pair of arms were wrapped around me tightly, and to my utter surprise, one hand was firmly on my a*s, his fingers between my cheeks, making my face heat up. My eyes flew open and I found myself staring at a tattooed chest.

F**k, f**k, f**k! What happened? How did I get here? 3

Slowly, I pried his arms off me, trying to ignore the tingles that coursed through me and the way my body seemed to enjoy his touch and moved back. The lamps were on, but I could see the sun was rising outside. I stared at the man lying there and my breath caught in my throat. He was simply put, a complete and utter s*x god. From his tanned skin, refined jaw and black hair, to his tattoos that covered his entire body, save some parts of his abs, he was hot as f**k. His nipples were pierced; his chest rose and fell deeply as he slept.

For a moment, I don’t think I minded if he had his hands on me once again… He was fit as hell.

He was built with muscles and ridges that any man would die for. Right down to his bulging biceps, to his abs, and that V… He wore a pair of sweatpants and I almost gasped, noticing the long rod in his pants.

Goddess.

Did we f**k? Maybe, I’m sure I would be feeling it if we had… I looked down at myself, realising I was wearing a black lacy bodysuit. I slipped out of bed, my heart hammering. Where were my clothes? “Kiara?” A deep, husky, dangerously s**y voice came from behind me, making me jump as I spun around to see the god had risen. He was now sitting up and I found myself staring into a pair of dark, dangerous eyes. Eyes that seemed to peer into my soul.

+My heart raced even faster when I saw his gaze rake over me, his eyes flashing red and making me nervous. I could tell from his aura he was someone strong. Dad was going to kill me. “Hi.” I said, inching away. He frowned, watching me warily as he got out of bed. “Kiara, are you alright?” How the hell does this God know my name? Did I die? Am I in heaven? Am I dreaming? No, I don’t think so… Did I get drunk last night? He was inching towards me. He was tall… Maybe a foot taller than me… or more… I backed away slowly, raising my hand. “Can you talk from a little away?” I said, my voice sounding shriller than it was meant to. “Amore Mio…” He seemed serious and concerned, watching me sharply.

“I don’t know how I ended here… but I should go. Um, where are my clothes?” I asked, now realising I was practically naked and flaunting my assets in front of this god. 1

“Go?” His face seemed to pale slightly, his heart was thudding and I tensed, ready to jump if he tried anything funny. “Home?” I replied softly.

“Kia… Do you recognise me?” He asked, his voice so quiet and strained that it confused me. 2

He sounded like he was in pain…

“Nope… Should I?” I replied, backing away, until my back hit the wall. “If we uh met at a party or something… then I’m sorry, I should really get going. My dad will kill me.” I scanned the room, assessing if the window or the door would be better. I glanced back at the handsome god, who seemed frozen despite the heaving of his chest. “Do you remember anything?” Why does he keep asking me that? “Excuse me? About last night? Nothing…. um, can I go now?” I asked in a hurry. I’m sure if I had s*x with that thing, I would have felt it. Goddess, it looked big… “I think you should sit down; we need to talk.” “No thanks, I’d rather go home.” I repeated. “Kiara, this is your home.” “No, it isn’t.”

What did he want? Was he trying to keep me here? “It is. If you have any doubt, you can take a look at the pictures around this room, or on our phone. You’ll see there are plenty of photographs of us together. That ring on your finger? We’re married, Amore Mio.”

was wearing two rings, no that wasn’t possible

any pictures. I nodded, glancing at

of me!” I shouted, my heart pounding, when I felt an intense surge of sparks ripple through me, sending pleasure straight to my core. “Calm the f**k down. Listen to me, Amore Mio. We need to talk. You’re my f*****g

away the throbbing headache that was beginning to form. I knew he wasn’t lying, I could sense that… “I don’t know you. Get off me.” I said quietly as he slowly got off of me but

of me on the ground, pulling me upright until I was sitting on the bed instead

What kind of trick was this? Was I dreaming? I needed to call Mom or Dad.

his lips and placed a chaste kiss on my knuckles

replied, pulling free and covering myself with my

in my personal space. He didn’t say anything else. Standing up and walking off

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“Where are my clothes?”

was dangerous and cold.

and pulled it on quickly, watching him warily as he picked up the two phones from the bedside

unlocked the first and held it

said quietly. If you say so.

the screen wallpaper, frowning slightly. It

on my breast, his nose buried in my neck as I smiled

What the…

lots, some with some young women I didn’t recognise… I even looked a little older in these images. Did I somehow jump into the future? Was

think these were fake… There was even an image of Dad and the guy in front of me, although it looked like whoever took the picture did it sneakily… I stopped scrolling, staring at an image of me, the god, and three children. My heart thundered

This looked…

is the one with black hair, and mini you, Kataleya.” His

voice, a sudden squeezing

This wasn’t possible.

louder and I gripped my head. Why did it feel like the

baby

it was gone as fast as it had come and he nodded. “I’ll call them. Can I ask for one favour?” He asked quietly. “What is it?” I asked, shuffling away from him on the bed. “Our son

if we’re from the same pack, we should be able to mind link.” I said suddenly. ‘We sure f*****g can.’ His reply came in my head, making my heart thump. Unless he forcefully marked me… But that didn’t

I want to talk to them.”