Hiding the Alpha's Heir (Desmond and Seraphina)

Chapter 21: His Courtesan (part 1)

Chapter 21: His Courtesan (part 1)

"By the next two weeks, I would be able to finish your tuxedo," I said to Desmond when we were having a morning meal on the balcony. Again.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Actually, he threatened me again to eat with him for one week straight which was why I have no choice but to obey or he would inform Madam Ibanez of my disobedience.

"We will be leaving. You are going to come with me today," he said, ignoring my statement earlier as he wiped his mouth.

"What?" I looked at him, creasing my forehead as I finished my meal. "But I need to finish..."

He butts in. "Why every word I say you keep on questioning them, Seraphina?" he said. His tone smeared with a coldness that sent shivers down my spine.

He was trying to intimidate me. But I knew better how to fight him back, I guess.

"Because what you are saying is always filled with absurdness," I reasoned. "I am working as a seamstress for my employer and you are trying to ruin my schedule..."

Desmond squinted his eyes. His hand on the table clenched. The veins on his arm were visible. It was enough to take my breath away as always. But I looked away and dared to look at his eyes.

He stood up and immediately grabbed my arm. "D-Desmond!" I hissed with the way he was holding me again. It was rough and yanking it like he wanted to rip my arm off me. "Release me this instant!" I said, struggling at his hold.

But Desmond didn't listen to me and took me back to the room where he had taken me so many times in the past few days. I shrieked when he pushed me to the bed. Groaning in pain from my wrist, I watched him take another dress from the wardrobe.

I flinched when he threw the dress he picked to the bed. Then he approached and towered towards me. I clenched my hands, ready to fight him if he dared to raise his hand again.

I held his hand when he was about to caress my face. Desmond scoffed. "You are feisty as ever, Seraphina. You know how I like everything is so challenging when it comes to you." He used his other hand to touch me but I was quick to use my other free hand to hold it.

"I am not going to let you touch me again," I said, barking.

"Is it?" He arched his eyebrow and drew closer. "But you allowed me to touch you so many times, seraphim. Do not hurt my feelings." He grinned.

In one swift motion, Desmond was already on top of me and placed my hands on the top of my head.

"Bastard!" I used my wolf strength to push him off me but he was too strong to even lift a finger. I couldn't just let us take the bed again as I was still sore from down there ever since he took me so many times the other day.

I gasped when he licked my cheek causing me to shiver as I looked at him, horrified. "Say, are you going to change and come with me or do you want us to stay here and make you moan in this very bed? Hmm?" he whispered huskily to my ear.

I looked at him when he distanced his face as he showed this cold demeanor toward me. His gaze looked like he was belittling me and wanted me to choose the latter. That lustful gaze would also be the death of my body if I kept letting him pound inside me.

"Fine. I'll change," I said through gritted teeth. "Now, get off me!"

Desmod smirked. "If I were you, I would choose the latter," he whispered to my ear again. I inhaled sharply when he sucked on my earlobe. "I have been having restless sleeps, wanting to hear your moans again, seraphim. I love how my addiction to your body succumbs to my whole being again."

I closed my eyes in submission. His words suddenly hypnotized me. I could hear my breath shaky. He never failed to make me realize that my body was reacting to him.

When I opened my eyes, I realized that Desmond was not in the room anymore. I stared at the ceiling first asking why I was letting myself be burned by his touch and kiss every time he would find a chance to have me.

Alone. In this room.

I already felt humiliated for someone who was sleeping here and had to use the dress here that wasn't even mine in the first place. I didn't even meet the woman who was staying here. It was clearly unacceptable for her that Desmond and I were doing something nasty like a newlywed couple.

"I am finished," I said after I finished dressing up and even fixed my hair.

Desmon, who was busy signing some documents given by Oakley, looked up at me. His stern expression softened upon seeing me.

I looked away, ignoring how my reaction was reacting to that. His gaze was the same gaze every time he would see me dressing up and dare to say... "Beautiful."

I clutched my skirt, annoyed that I could still predict his movements like it was as if I was still married to this man.

Damn it!

"Settle the new supply today, Oakley. Stick with the same deal we had last year," Desmond said before he stood up from sitting and approached me. I knew that he was talking about the food supply needed by the Rising Diamond pack members. I used to help him with that work. "We must go now, seraphim." He offered his

hand. "And don't you dered his

to avoid

my hand because if you dare to do that, I cannot promise not to hurt you again," he threatened and didn't wait for me to hold his hand. He yanked me towards him, looking at me with his blazing eyes. "I am an impatient person. You know that."

"And I am a stubborn one," I retorted, scoffing. I coughed and held his arm when in a blink of an eye, his hand was on my neck, choking me. "S- Screw you, Desmond!" I said, coughing when his hand on my neck tightened.

His face darkened as he drew closer. "Keep talking back. Do remember that I shall never forget how you drugged me-us so you can escape from my pack and dared to abuse your power as my Luna. I can sue you and put you in jail, Seraphina. How's that?"

I closed my eyes, struggling at his words as I could his anger seeping through me. His action of hurting me was too much that I didn't expect that Desmond would dare to do this.

That he would come to the point he would hurt me.

Or perhaps, I let him grow to hurt me because of what I did to hurt him back.

I was about to let my breath out of me but the image of my son flashing before my eyes suddenly woke me up and I punched Desmond's eye before I moved to kick him with my knee. He stepped backward, groaning in pain while I was panting.

"I am not going to let you kill me just because I severed our mate bond, Desmond..." I said through panting.

I massaged my neck. This was not the second time he tried to hurt me or more likely, we were trying to hurt each other through this process. Desmond smiled bitterly. "You never know when to stop, do you, Seraphina?"

"Who are you to even threaten me? Just because of the past I did? Did you even question yourself that the actions I did are because of you?" I stood up and tried to make sense of him.

He looked annoyed as his face darkened. This time, Desmond didn't let me escape when he slammed me to the wall causing me to gasp in horror. "Then what did I do for you to reach that fucking conclusion, Seraphina?" he asked. "Tell me!" he shouted angrily which made me flinch.