Once inside, he threw his phone on the desk and loosened his tie like nothing just exploded between us.
“How did you know?” I finally asked, my voice hoarse. “How did you know the baby Cynthia’s carrying isn’t yours? Isn’t she your wife?! Why the hell would she be pregnant for someone else while married to you?! Explain it, Killian. MAKE ME
UNDERSTAND.”
He looked right at me. Way too calm.
“Because I’m an Alpha.”
I stared at him like he’d lost his damn mind. “What the hell does that even mean?!”
“It means I can smell my pup. Just like I knew the first time I looked at Ryan. He’s mine. The way he moved. The way smelled. I knew. I felt it in my fucking bones. I didn’t need a test. I KNEW.” he
I was shaking my head before he even finished. “You’re insane. You’re-what are you even saying? That you puppy-sensing powers now?!” have magic
He didn’t flinch. “It’s not magic. It’s instinct. You wouldn’t understand. Not yet.””
“TRY ME.”
He sighed. “You’ll understand in time.” her. You picked her! You threw me away like I didn’t fucking matter!”
“I didn’t-” married was
“YES YOU DID!” I screamed. My voice shook but I didn’t care. “You married her. You BLATANTLY told me marrying her more important and you left. You didn’t even want to KNOW if I was okay. I remember it vividly Killian. Now you wanna tell me you can ‘smell’ that her pregnancy isn’t yours?!”
He flinched. “It’s not like that.”
“Then how is it?! Make me understand! ‘Cause I must be missing something! How do you go from tossing me aside to now trying to ruin my whole life? You got me FIRED, you scared off my boyfriend, you made sure no one will hire me or rent to me. You want to own me, control me, like I’m some fucking thing on your shelf!”
His jaw tensed. “I’m not trying to control you.”
“Yes. You are!”
He stepped closer.
“I’m not. I’m just trying to make everything right again.”
“Right?! You don’t have the right to say that!” I yelled. “You weren’t there when I needed you. You were too busy playing perfect husband to Cynthia while I was raising our child alone! Now you show up and expect to just-just what? Claim me like a dog?!”
His eyes flickered, dark and dangerous. “Don’t. Don’t compare me to that.”
“What should I call it then?! You’ve done nothing but take take take! Yo want my job gone. GONE. You’re suffocating me, Killian! I’m not some thing you can just possess!”
My home gone. My freedom
He clenched his fists. “I was trying to fix it.”
“FIX IT?! You DESTROYED everything I had left! You want to be Ryan’s dad? Fine! BE HIS DAD! I won’t stop you. But what I will NOT let happen is you trying to control MY life as if you own it. You were the one who told me that marrying Cynthia was more important when I BEGGED you not to. You have no right trying to own me now!”
“I have EVERY right!”
“Very delusional you are. Look Killian, you are NOTHING to me anymore! Nothing! We can’t be anything!”
He reached for me, but I shoved him off.
“Don’t TEST me Liana.” He growled.
“Or what?! You’ll do more damage?! You’ll fuck up the little pieces I still have?!” I snapped.
Reportant to you. While I’ll focus on the man who actually WANTS me. Who RESPECTS D
I turned to leave but he held my arm. His eyes filled with so much rage.
“Don’t ever walk out on me when I’m still talking to you!” Killian growled, and in the next breath, wall, hard. His body crashed into mine as if he’d been holding back for too long. on the woman who’s more was pinned to the office
His eyes were pitch black. Soulless. As if there was nothing human left in him. Just possession. Obsession. Hunger.
“And don’t ever mention another man again,” he growled again, lower this time, darker. “I don’t care if he’s waiting for you. I don’t care what promises he made you. I own you Liana. Always remember that.”
“Kiilian leave me!” I gasped, trying to shove him off, but it was like pushing against a brick wall.
“You want to play tough, huh? Then I’ll show you just how tough I can be.”
He yanked my skirt up in one swift motion. My thighs clenched on instinct, but it didn’t matter. His hand slid between them as if it belonged there, as if he owned it.
His fingers rubbed my clit and I hissed, arching. “You’re wet for me.”
“No,” I gasped, shaking my head as I tried to twist out of his grip. My hands pushed his chest, but nothing moved. “Stop it,
Killian!”
But he was already gone.
It was as if something else had taken over. Like the man I knew had vanished and left behind this beast. This darker version of him More primal. More violent.
His eyes didn’t blink as he tore my panties in one brutal rip, then yanked my blouse open. My bra was next, his mouth latched onto my breast with a possessive growl. shoved up while
He sucked hard, like he was trying to mark me, to own me.
I cried out “Killian, stop! This is too much!”
But he didn’t stop.
His fingers returned to my cunt, sliding through my folds before he shoved two fingers inside me. I cried out in pain and surprise, my back hitting the cold wall.
Still, he didn’t speak.
Matchp
I squirmed, tried to fight him, but he caught my wrists mid-air and pinned them above my head. He pressed his forehead to mine, breathing hard.
“I own this body,” he said. “Every part of this body belongs to me. I own every breath you take. Every moan you drop from this wet little cunt is mine.”
I whimpered.
He pulled his fingers out of me and brought them to his mouth. He licked them slow.
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