He leaves the room immediately he says this, leaving me with anxiety, I turn to scan the entire room, it's as it was before. The bags and packages are still on the floor. I rise abruptly, like something just came upon me. Do I have to believe what he's saying or not? I wonder why he

just said that to me, if he means it. I remember I'm without my son, this shock made me forget that I even have one.

"Aiden! Aiden! Aiden!" I shout at the top of my voice hoping he will come so I can ask about my son. Now I've discovered I'm without him, my mind will know no rest till I find him in my arms, he's been my only sunshine. I don't want him to stay where Chloe is staying, I can't afford to lose him to a sister who is aimed at sinister things. Everyone thought she's missing, even my parents. She wasn't at home. No one knew she's here with Aiden. I'm sure by then, she must have known him. This makes the whole case so suspicious.

I repeat again, this time shouting louder than I had before but still no reply, I rise up and pant around the room, quite uneasy, my heartbeat accelerating so much that a very sensitive werewolf would hear it from a thousand kilometers away. I wish George would come inside the room so I can lay my complaints and questions to him but he already told me earlier that his master would not let him. I wonder if Aiden takes good care of him, though he looks physically healthy, he seems so timid and withdrawn, not sociable like most guys his age are. He ought to be afraid, there's no ordinary person who wouldn't be afraid of Aiden, he's a roaring lion looking for someone to devour, I just wish I could escape this place to somewhere faraway where he wouldn't be able to trace me. It's very disappointing to have a serial killer like him as a mate, I term him a serial killer from his statement where he professes to have killed so many people, his rivals, a bit of fear sets into me at his threat. He said he'd kill me if I ran away. That's the only reasonable thing to do as I can't wait here watching the face of the monster that caused my parents' murder.

I wander around the room with nobody to talk to, nothing to do, my phone isn't with me lest I'd be fiddling with it. I'd call the police, inform them I've been kidnapped.

No no! I have a switch of thought, that would prove most dangerous. With the few I've just seen, he has lots of money and I don't have any, it's easier for a wealthy man to have an escapade in most situations and worst of all is that he's an Alpha, the police or any other security operatives do not have authority over the serving Alpha, except when he steps down or retires, no one would even listen to me twice if I dared do this, Aiden would come back to execute the worst disaster ever thought of.

You called the cops for me! You called them to arrest me?

I imagine him saying this, I withdraw to myself. I squeeze my legs, bending them and folding my hands over them, then my head sinks between my thighs. The door opens, I raise my head and it's Aiden. I shiver, fear inside but hate outside, I don't know how to explain this combination.

He's dressed in a white T-shirt, long sleeve and black trousers, like a gentleman who is preparing to go somewhere important. I tilt my head to the other side, I don't want to look at him. He walks briskly up to me as I sit on the bed, stopping a few inches from me. I feel his deep scent overwhelm me.

"Chelsey, get ready. We're going out on a date?" He barks.

"I don't wanna go to any place, not in the mood to go out. I'm not interested." I mutter with a frown on my face.

"It's a command, you have no excuse! Look here, I'm the boss here and you do whatever I ask you to do. Is that clear?"

"You are not my boss, let me tell you that." I respond with a low voice augmented with firmness. I smirk, then look away. What makes him think he's my boss? I smirk again at his foolishness. I myself I'm a self-willed woman. It's not possible for him to dominate over me. I'm not that type of a lady. If he needs more proof, I'll show it to him.

"What a fuck!" He whispers to himself, resting his hands on his waist, he gazes at me steadily and I blink, rolling my eyes away. "You need me to force you into the new clothes I bought for you, I will, I wouldn't hesitate to do that."

"Get away from me, you and your new clothes, I don't need any of those." I hiss. "Are you trying to make me happy, then you're at a loss."

"What do you mean?" He jumps on me, in a second, the clothes I wore are just shreds, he pulls off the remnant exposing my body to his lustful eyes. I feel the itching in my core and I try to cover my boobs with my hands folded hard across it, my legs pulled closer to my groin region to prevent him from consuming me with his lust. He swipes my hand off me, pulling a strong rope from the wall, he ties my hands behind me, stretching my legs wide with his powerful hands.

I attempt to bring my legs together to cover my hole region since my hands are tied behind me and I can't cover my boobs. Deep inside me, I feel this strange feeling start to come up, intense and causing a tickling effect in me. Aiden shoots me a warning glare.

"If you close your legs, I'll punish you." His voice has the very element of lust in it. I scoff. "You're disrespecting me?" I keep mute. "You're gonna be starved for a whole day if you don't let me see your core."

"Why are you treating me this way," I protest. "Do you see me as your slave?" "Of course I do!"

"Then I'll have to kill myself and go to the other side to meet my parents." A gesture of shock lines on his face. "I mean what I'm saying, since you don't wanna kill me, I'm gonna kill myself."

"Please don't do that, I beg you." He descends to his knees. "I'll have to, that's the only available option for me."

"Chelsey, why do you want to do this? I love you so much."

"Don't lie to me because I'll never believe your words, after all you did, you still have the mind to profess love for me. Where was the love when?..."

"Hold your peace, the moon goddess didn't let me kill you knowing that one day, we'll be together."

"Who says I'm gonna be with you, I can't and I'm aimed at rejecting you." I shrug my shoulders. Rejecting him will cut the sensation I feel for him, not the hate but the other which I feel whenever I'm unclad, just like now. With this, I'll better be capable of executing my revenge.

He stands up, walks around the room, with his hand placed inside his trouser pocket. He heaves heavily. "Chelsey," he begins. "I've been involved in lots of evil things, I can't tell all about them, you'll fear me more even if you're the strongest person in the whole world. I have my gang which I place an order to and they execute it the next second." This takes my mind to my kidnap, those men are surely his gang. Oh! So he's a gang leader? What a fuck and I'm living with him? I can't imagine someone I know seeing me with this kind of a man, I would be shy to tell someone he's my mate. Not like he's not handsome, Aiden is very handsome, strong and agile, the perfect dream guy for every girl except for his lifestyle which isn't something to talk of, despite his beauty, you see his eyes and know the type of person he is.

I think for a while, he had forgotten about his history, which I'm not so interested to hear. Sunshine flashes across my mind and the anxiety sets in. I grunt, I didn't want to talk to him.

"Where's my son?" "Our son?"

"My son?" I come more firmly. "I can't share him with you, he doesn't know you but I, alone. You raped me and left me to die alone but I raised him up to the age he is, why would you come claim him now, what do you have to point out in his upbringing."

"You're going too far, Chelsey and you're bothering too much about things of the past which are not so healthy for you."

"Well, I'll let go when I fulfill my goal." He suspects what I'm trying to say, he comes and squats before me with his face positioned between my legs from where he is, his interest is not so much there but on my face.

"Let me explain everything to you, I think you'll understand it this way."

"Go away with your explanation, I don't need it and I wouldn't understand it."

He brushes his hand over his hair in frustration, he strokes his index finger against his lower lip like in thought. "What can I do to compensate you for the loss I caused?"

"I don't think anything can fade the pain off me except you go down the path you caused my parents yourself."

"What?" I feel his heartbeat accelerate. "You want me dead?"

"Of course, since it's a good thing, why don't you follow that path. You know how to cause people pain but you yourself don't want to follow the path."

"Look Chelsey, I didn't do that for no reason, something made me do it."

"What's that, what made you do it?" I snap, eager to bring forth the words from his mouth.

"You wouldn't understand, I think we got to leave it that way, with time, the way you feel and see things about me would change."

I don't think so!

"You feel this emotional connection with me, right?" "I don't feel anything for you other than lust."

"Wow!" He opens his mouth wide, he's astonished but what's so special about what I said, he seems like an attention-hungry man to be happy on hearing that I feel lust for him. I smirk.

"Nothing is special about that, it doesn't stop me from feeling that revenge for you." "As long as you feel something for me, then I'm glad."

"Hmmm," I fling my head away.

"Please I have a special place I wanted to visit with you, can you come with me please?"

"Excuse me! I told you I'm not going anyway, what do you mean? Are you putting me under pressure?"

"No, I'm not." He lowers his voice and says submissively. I'm not going anyway with him, I gotta be firm about this, not until I know what I need to know.

"I feel bored here?" I mutter. "Can you show me around? Staying with you makes me uneasy, my spirit doesn't like you."

"But you like my body?" I shoot him a penetrating gaze. I rise up from the bed feeling like walking around with nothing on me, Aiden's hand firmly grips me by the wrist. "What do you think you're doing, you want my men and my servant to see you this way?"

"Let me be, that's how I feel. I feel like walking this way and you have no right to oppose me."

"I'm not opposing you but I can't let you go this way." Just then a call comes through his phone, he holds my wrist with one hand and uses the other to pull the phone out of the back pocket of his trouser. "Hello, where are you?"

The person on the other end of the phone seems to be replying and this takes up to about thirteen minutes from my own estimate. He says nothing but I observe his face go from cold to annoyed to vengeful, all within a short span. I begin to ponder on what the person on the other end might be saying, is it Chloe. I don't think so, if she's the one, he wouldn't engage in this style of response. Just a thought, not sure!