Chapter 7
ALPHA LOGAN'S POV
I have been keeping an eye on this stupid youngest wife of mine and I noticed the unusual closeness between them. She thinks I'm a fool but I'm wiser. I assigned a guard to monitor her movements and he told me how she went to meet Alpha Dante. Trying to imagine whatever happened between them is making my stomach churn with disgust. I was so bittered that I could have just had her killed immediately I heard about it. But I have my means. I am the Almighty Alpha Logan of course.
I had her locked up in the room so I can deal with my son, Alpha Dante privately. I would ruin their relationship and make her mine, forever. I don't love her but the very thought of my son having anything to do with her is sickening, both of them are playing with fire.
I entered the room with a jestful smirk on my face
“Good morning wifey” how have you been? I asked as I moved closer to her.
“Get away from me you old fool!” “I hate you with everything in me” she said and started crying.
I got annoyed,moved closer to her and gave her a resounding slap. “How dare you talk to me like that?” “Who do you think you are?” “you should be lucky I did not have your head for what you did or do you think I'm not aware of whatever is going between you and my son?” I said to her, visibly annoyed. She knelt on the floor due to the impact of the slap and started crying but I wasn't done yet.
“Anytime I tried touching you, you would act like you're disgusted with me.” “But you are giving it to my son, freely and happily.” “Now that you no longer have access to him let's see what will happen next!” I shouted as I grabbed her from the floor and holding her by the shoulder, I shook her violently while she cried.
Now let me ask you “what is it that my son is doing that I cannot do better?” Sex? “Or do you just intentionally reserved the best styles for him?” “Tell me now!” but she refused to say anything and that aggravated me further.
I threw her on the bed and violently tore her clothes as she tried to push me away but her strength was nothing compared to mine. I got on top of her and started kissing her, probably the most painful kiss ever. Due to the pains I was inflicting on her through the kiss, she bit my lips and I quickly disengaged from her, furious.
I touch my lips as I felt the metallic taste of blood on my tongue. I gave her two punches on her face as she wailed loudly. I stuffed her mouth with a napkin, tied her hands to the bed and took off my clothes, got on top of her and entered her roughly as she kept trying to plead with tear filled eyes. Somehow I felt a pang of guilt overwhelmed me for a second, but I shook it off justifying myself with the fact that she deserves it.
I'm going to use her to bring down her father no matter what. Since I can't have the mother, I can always get my revenge through the daughter. I'm sorry but I cannot afford to loose to your father, I just can't. Someone must pay for it. And you are the one. I said to myself as I got lost in the ecstasy of the moment. I went to spend the two days with each Lunas and they are not like Erica. I enjoyed every sex with her although she doesn't always cooperate. Apart from wanting to use her to bring down her father, I want her body,too. She's the only one I've had the most enjoyable intimate moment with, so far.
I got up from her, turned her over and continued until I was completely lost in ‘her world’. After hours of intense and wild lovemaking, I got dowm from her and untied her and by then, she was already unconscious. I removed the napkin I stuffed her mouth with, which by now was filled with drool. The bed was wet too, messed up with orgasms. She had fainted after having orgasmed for the tenth time that day. “You are mine, Erica. The earlier you get used to it,the better”
I was proud of the work of art I had made of her and the bed and after taking one more glance at her, I dressed up and left the room.
I went to the balcony and stood there, gazing at the birds flying carelessly in the air as if nothing else mattered in the whole world. Then I asked myself.. am I proud of what I just did? “No I'm not” I said to myself silently.
Somehow, seeing her tears made me feel bad about how I treated her and I can't help but feel a pang of guilt overwhelming my heart.
“But I can't loose to your father Erica!, even if it's going to take me hundreds of years I'm still gonna take revenge for it!” “He stole my first love and expected me to let go? No, that's not happening!” I said to myself , trying to justify my evil deeds.
“Elias,I'm going to get back at you in the most painful way just wait for me you destroyer!” I said, gritting my teeth. “And you Erica,it's not my fault you are my vengeance prey-its your destiny's fault!” I said again with anger written all over my face and then went back to the room.
She was there - on the bed,naked,unconscious and tired. I moved closer to her and touched her face. “Blame your father for your punishments,not me!” I said and spanked her. I dressed up and went out of the room laughing hysterically.