The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 21
Roman took the opportunity to hand over a bottle of wine. “Alpha Knight, why don’t you let Taya pour a glass of wine for you.”
Roman had wanted to see me undress in front of everyone, but he quickly realized that I was his date and that he had publi cly referred to me as his girlfriend. He would look like a foo l if I took my clothes off in front of everyone-especially an Alpha.
And that was the only thing that saved me.
Preston reacted quickly and agreed with Roman. “Let her you a glass of wine as punishment.”
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After that, he signaled me to pour wine for Griffon.
How…how was pouring him wine a punishment?
I looked up at Griffon. His face was blank, and I couldn’t figure out what he was thinking…if he was thinking anything at all.

He’d been holding a glass of wine all evening, but I’d yet to see him take a sip of it. I didn’t know what kind of wine was in his glass—if it was laced with wolfsbane or not.
I mustered the courage to pick up the expensive red wine on the table, walked up to him, and bent down slightly.
I was about to pour the wine into his glass when he suddenly raised his hand to cover the rim.
Griffon stared at me and spat out, “D rty.”
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My heart sank, and the pain was almost unbearable. I struggled to catch my breath as my hand trembled, still holding the wine bottle.
My body stiffened, and I gazed into his eyes. There was no trace of affection there, only disdain.
It was commonplace for shifters to think that humans-or those born to shifters but who never got their wolves-were tainted.
This was just ridic ulous, though. If that’s what he was thinking right now, how wasn’t I dirt y when he was sleeping with me for five years? No amount of cleaning myself “inside and out” was ever going to take away the fact that I wasn’t a shifter.
My anger began to rise, and I stood up straight, handing the wine bottle back to Roman, upset.
“Beta Starke, since Alpha Knight thinks I’m dir ty, why don’t you pour a glass of wine for him instead?”
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Her voice was soft, and when she called Roman “Bela Starke,” it almost made his bones go limp.
Roman was burning with desire, and hugged her waist,
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comforting her. “Okay, let me handle it.”