REJECTED: The Alpha Behind The Mask

Victoria’s POV

I touched my lips as I left his private room. The kiss was so damn hot and fascinating that I wanted it to go on. An annoying smile filled my face when I touched my lips and thought of how the kiss reminded me of someone.

I left the club and made my way home. I thought of Eric and decided to call him. It rang a few times, but I did not get any response from him. I murmured in anger and was about dropping the phone when his call came in.

Sighing heavily, I picked up the call and told him I wanted to return the money. I had been having sleepless nights because my conscience had been troubling me. It feels like I just sold my body to him.

He refused to take the money, and I was about to urge him to take the money, when I felt a handkerchief on my face and I fell unconscious.

I opened my eyes and realized I was in a room, with my mouth gagged, and my hands tied together. I stood up from the bed and was about walking toward the door when I saw a man only in his underwear and masked up, staring at me with a big grin on his face.

I took a good look at him, but couldn’t seem to recognize him. With trembling legs, I walked up to him and tried speaking, but the gag in my mouth prevented me.

“Gorgeous.” He muttered out with a big grin on his face.

Curiously, I stared at him in anger and wish I knew who he was, but I couldn’t. ”I’ve been monitoring you for the past one month, but you don’t seem to notice me.” He grumbled those words while he tried to caress my cheek, but I moved away.

I heard him chuckling softly and moved closer to me. “Let’s stop talking and get down to business.” He said with a mischievous smile on his face, which scared me. I felt fear and panic run through my blood, as I thought of what he wanted to do with me.

Out of panic, I tried moving away from him, but he grabbed me and threw me on the bed in a swift motion. “Beautiful.” He mumbled and got on the bed, but I moved away.

I heard him groan angrily, pulled me to himself and slapped me on the face with rage and impatience. “I hate it when people disobey me.” He muttered out those words in anger and was about pulling off his underwear when the door opened, revealing Eric by the door.

With panting breath, I sighed in relief, but wondered how he knew I was here. The masked man glared at Eric for some seconds and stared back at me with startled eyes.

Before I knew what was going on, the man fell on his feet, shaking with fear, in front of Eric. Eric glared at me with no emotion on his face and glared back at the man with anger. He walked past the man and came closer to me with no emotion on his face.

He untied my hands and removed the gag from my mouth, while staring at me with anger on his face, but I knew it wasn’t for me.

“Thank you.” I murmured, but he acted as if he couldn’t hear me.

“Come.” He said. I quickly stood up from the bed, and he led me outside the room. When I left the room, I realized I wasn’t in a hotel, but in the man’s house. Silently, I followed Eric to his car while I pondered on what was actually going on.

We got into his car and he drove off without saying a word to me. A few minutes later, he stopped in front of my apartment. Awkwardly, we sat there in silence and none of us said a word to each other until I spoke up out of curiosity. “How did you know I was kidnapped.” I asked, curious, while staring at him. He did not respond. Rather, he gazed outside the window. I peeked in his direction and noticed there was nothing there, he was just blanking out on me.

“Thanks for today.” I murmured, yet he did not say a thing.

Heaving a deep breath, I came out of the car and was about closing the door when he finally spoke up, “You should be careful, I can’t keep running around to save you.” He said in an annoyed and irritated tone.

Those words from him confused me and I had to raise my eyebrows, staring at him with confused eyes. This was the first time he was helping me, but he sounded as if he had been saving me for a while now. If anyone is entitled to say those words, then it has to be DOM Tim and not Eric.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Well, maybe next time you shouldn’t bother coming to save me. I didn’t ask for your help, I was actually having fun when you interrupted.” I blurted those words out of anger and closed the car door. “Dickhead.” I cursed and strolled to my door. I took out my keys from my pocket, opened the door and was about to go in, when I noticed someone pushed me in and closed the door. In a swift motion, he slammed my back to the wall and pressed himself to me.

Quickly, I gained my balance and realized it was Eric. “What are you doing?”. I asked, confused, but he ignored me and rather went for my hair and gently stroke it.

As much as I hated him, I just couldn’t hate or resist his touch. I felt so connected to him, and I knew it was all because I was his mate.

He stared right into my eyes with those sets of green eyes that reminded me so much of DOM Tim.

Gently, he caressed my cheek and my brain was telling me to push him away, but my body was acting the opposite way. He moved closer to my neck and inhaled my Scent. I could hear him make an animal like sound which triggered all the organs in me and generated heat to my thighs.

He took out his tongue and seductively licked the spot he marked me, while I moaned in Bliss, and I hated myself for feeling this way. He made me lay on the bed and lowered himself on me. Nervously, I locked eyes with him and realized his eyes were darker and different from the ones I glimpsed when he pushed me to the wall.

I gulped and tried to look away, but he caught my face and held my gaze. I gulped nervously and bit my lips as the heat in between my thighs increased that I had to knead my thighs together in order to control myself.

I heard him groan and stared at my lips lustfully before he placed a finger on my lips and caressed it.

I tried moving away before things gets out of hand, but his grips on me were too tight, and I couldn’t move away from him. “I want to kiss you.” He expressed those words as an order which I knew I wouldn’t refuse.