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“You look pretty.” I lick my tingly lips and wait for her eyes to meet my stare.
She turns to me like I expected and gasps softly to find me staring at her. “Pretty sounds ordinary, Alpha Alexander. I am not beautiful, or sexy, or gorgeous but pretty.”
‘Every girl here can pass as beautiful, sexy, and gorgeous. But I will not call any of them pretty. “I grin.
“Because they are better than me?” She rolls her eyes.
“No.” My hand reaches out to her cheek, gently stroking her skin with the tips of my fingers.” it’s because they don’t have this delicate look in their eyes.”
Her cheeks heat up under my fingers, making me smile.
“Their eyes are sharp. They have lost their innocence to this world, but you haven’t, Layla. Your heart is still delicate. It is not hard yet.” I whisper and pull my hand back before my heart forces me to do something with her.
I turn to look at the line. The Lamborghini that was in front of us is gone. It’s our turn now, so I don’t need to indulge in this debate and tell her right now that my Dad used to call my Mom pretty, and it means more than any other word to me.
“You have crushed that delicate heart many times before,” Layla mumbles under her breath.
“I will fix it.” I suppress the guilt, clawing at my guts, and tell her.
“Hearts can not be fixed, Alpha Alexander. “She sighs.
“Then I will give you mine. “I stop the car in front of the lavish entrance.
Layla’s breath stutters audibly. I refrain from saying anything as the man standing outside approaches my car and pulls the door open.
I step out and move to the other side before the attendant can help Layla out. He steps back when he sees me coming. I spread my palm in front of her. Her hazel eyes sparkle behind the mask innocently as she looks down at my hand and then at my face which is half hidden under a matching silver mask.
She places her small hand in my palm and shudders. Her toned leg peeks out of the dress as she places her foot on the ground and gets out of the car.
I eye the slit in the dress and silently curse myself for choosing it. It was important to go by the scandalous dress code, and I had chosen the least revealing dress that was also appropriate, but it was not enough to cover up Layla’s sex appeal. She is going to make heads turn, not because she has a body of a fucking Goddess, but because of the innocent pout on her red lips and the lost puppy look in her eyes.
Innocence always draws the devil in so he can taint it and claim it. That’s what she does to me, and that’s what she will do to all others tonight.
I pull her to my chest and drop my hand to her waist possessively. Her cold skin presses into my warm parm, making me grit my teeth.
I will annihilate anyone who looks at her the wrong way. She is mine. My Layla. Mio Tesoro.
“Remember what I told you?” I lean down and whisper in her ear.
Her hands grip my jacket as she releases a hot breath over my exposed chest. “Yes.”
“Call me Alexander. “I lean in closer, pressing my lips into her earlobe and enjoying the way she shudders every time I am too close.
“Alex- – -” She turns her head to look at me and pauses when her nose brushes mine.
Shivers crawl up my skin when I hear the short name again. My groin tightens, leaving me eyeing her lips and her pretty body.
“That’s also fine,” I mutter, stepping away and calmly guiding her to the red carpet.
Layla doesn’t protest and lets me walk her by my side. However, her heartbeat is giving her away. Every supernatural in the sex club will be able to hear that beat, and I will have to do my best to only play it as her arousal for me and not give them the impression that it is her fear of them.
“Don’t make eye contact with anyone. Don’t talk to anyone unless I tell you to. And stay by my side like a good girl. “I squeeze her waist as I tell her the instructions again.
She nods and innocently scoots closer to me when the main doors open, and we enter the neon-lit dark club. The cool air and the stench of alcohol and sex instantly hit my nostrils, making me suppress a growl.
We walk through the crowd. I eye the people sitting around the different red couches, watching the pole dancers. But that’s not what we are here for.
I head to the far left, where I know the VIP section is located underground. That’s where the motherfuckers do the twisted shit.
The two bouncers standing outside the black door turn to us when they see us approaching. I loosen my hold over Layla who is already trembling a little before pulling my phone out of my pocket.
A few clicks on the screen and the electronic invitation shows up. I turn the screen towards one of the bouncers who silently scans the picture with his phone.
He nods his head when his phone beeps. “Welcome to the Paradise. You can do anything you want here.”
I ignore his sick words and watch as the other boy opens the door for us. Unlike the neon lights outside, the inside of this place is completely red-lit, giving off a sensual vibe.
I slide my hand to Layla’s ass and nudge her forward. She walks with me without saying a word. The door closes after we enter, and silence resonates in the long corridor that leads to a staircase at the end.
Alph-“
I cover her lips with mine before she can call me Alpha again. A groan slips past my lips as I taste her mouth and push her against the wall to have better access to it.
She gasps, opening up for me, but I can’t dive in just yet. My dick stirs in my pants in protest, but I still pull away to keep my head clear.
Her hazel eyes meet my silver gaze as she sucks in a sharp breath.
“Alex.” She repeats, arching her back as if saying my name gives her pleasure.
Fuck me. Tonight is going to be a long night. I will be dying to fuck her while hoping at the same time that it won’t be in front of some sick fucks.
“Alex. “I warn subtly.
LAYLA
Alpha Alexander, No! Alex was right. This place is not that suitable for me.
I swallow the thickness in my throat as I avoid looking at the red couch in front of us, where a man is pounding into a woman from behind while a group of men and women sit around them and watch with interest. On the other hand, something just like this is happening, but the woman is on top and in control.
Alex keeps his hand planted on my ass as he plasters me to his side. It feels weird to call him Alex in my head for the first time, consciously. I never dared to call him by even his name before if I was in my senses and not drowning in pleasure. It just feels like we had this huge wall between us; some of it has holes now.
It feels nice.
“Are you getting bored, Mio Tesoro?” He leans in and whispers in my ear seductively.
It’s all for the act to fit in, but I can’t help but shiver as his lips touch my earlobe. He makes me hot in all the wrong places. We have this electric chemistry between us that refuses to let me breathe for a single moment.
“I am just-not interested.” I lick my lips and tell him in a soft voice.
He breaths in my ear before kissing the spot under it gently. My core clenches, and I press my thighs together instantly. The effect this man has on me is disastrous.
“Good girl. You should only be interested in me and my cock. “His voice becomes heavy and raspy.
“Are we about to get another view?” A man says from behind me.
I jump in my spot, startled by the sudden intrusion, but Alex squeezes my waist, silently telling me to gather myself and be strong.