Bound To The Ruthless Alpha

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ys on your neck?" I asked, squinting

. She turned to me after checking herself ou

she said with a light shrug.

"Look at your arm. You have like

ll, I guess he could

lly love this. Are you really going

me. "Wake up, Soraya.

the orphanage, and when we turned eighteen, they started pressuring

orphanage, trying to help out wherever I could, hopin

said that was enough. They weren'

and boys who had come of age, dumped us into a van, and broug

ls they dumped here were crammed into one room, sleeping on

came in and picked one

ed getting taken to clients

ring between sobs that they were virgins and that the man was bruta

the man was, how he satisfied them. How he g

ght, my nam

ted

ying and curling in on myself. "It hurts," I gaspe

a dying woman

mbling about how useless I'd be

numbed my tongue and made me drowsy, bu

it forever. Sooner or later

was how easily Vivian s

h flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes, li

er grab

oon enough, you'll have to spread your legs for a

y arm away

legs for a

ve himself inside me

w

was going to let

le moment to breathe, to think, to come up with a way to escape this

e, and there, a man standing t

f the guards. The one who usuall

standing there naked, they didn't care. They walked in like

t. Please don't pick me. Please

er in, scanning the room

ed direc

ice flat and void of c

mach d

. "Why?" I asked quietly

e me repeat myself, you bitch, s

shaking. "Please. I can't

"You're in a brothel, you work. Your job is

ing in my eyes. "Please. Do

l of a client. You think we're just keeping you here to breat

pped c

we've ever had at Velvet chics. He's powerful and I will not keep

o think. Maybe I coul

I murmured, before I let my bod

hand shot out and grabbed m

going to work toda

at, he dragged m

own my cheek as the hal

spread my legs