The Alpha King Call Boy – Chapter 69

Fiona

Everything happened so fast after Alexander suddenly appeared, looking positively homicidal.

I had only seen this look in his eyes once before. It was when he was beating his half-brother Lucas into a bloody pulp, after the younger man made the mistake of disrespecting Alexander in public and then throwing a single, sloppy punch at his jaw.

they were, the both of them at once, out of nowhere. And things got ugly fast.

ve fiancé. As if we were living inside an old fable written to warn, Be careful what you wish for.

Baron.

ady been done.

the time, amidst the chaos, to pointlessly wonder whether the word was going to be “Alpha” or “Alexander.”

ok before pacing calmly after his victim, who had rolled onto his side and was now attempting to get up onto his feet. Baron held a supplicating hand up toward Alexander as the much larger, much stronger man approached him slowly. “It’s not what you think,” he said, just as A

mpted to crawl away, but Alexander paced another couple steps forward, his affect still chillingly calm, and kicked Baron again, this time in the stomach, and with a lot more force, eliciting a dog-like yelp from the downed man.

had not observed the arrivals of all my colleagues, but as Baron

y unfazed by the gawking crowd that now encircled them. Turning on his heel, he swiveled around and shifted his full attention to me.

not interfere.

ot made it very far out of my office, only stepped just outside of it into the

ar that I felt as he approached me. There was a little bit of dread that came along with th

, desperately aroused.

to this display of his strength and intensity, my body wanted Alexander now more than ever.

Alexander

toward the conference rooms. The first one we came to was empty. I

ell that she was turned on.

ressing underneath my skin. It was all I could do to keep myself from shifting.

ing I knew, I was pushing Fiona up against a wall and pulling up the skirt of her dress frantically, wanting her badly. Wanting to prove that she

her tauntingly, my lips close to her ea

hispered, “Yes.”

then, and slid one finger up inside her. Her back arched reflexively. “How about tha

ed, “Mm-hmm.”

ulsed my fingers in and out of her fast then, feeling her begin to shiver as I got her going.

ed to come from somewhere far away. “I bet you’d sleep with any living man, though. What difference does it make, huh? As long as you can get off, that’s all you need, right?”

d me hard across the f

ocess what had just happened, she shoved my che

ped. “What the f**k?”

still boiling, but it was starti

r the first time, my usually cold and indifferent fiancée looking at me like she’d been wounded.

back into place. I noticed that her han

haking her head. Her eyes were red and glassy. “And I am not a whore.”