Page 3 of Obsessed Alphas: Volume Two

“Little thing, as hot as you are, you’re not going to see the boss. I’m not about to lose my life for a bimbo looking to sneak into his bed. Now, if you want to earn some money, maybe you could ride me.”

“Ugh, no.” Revulsion hits me straight in the gut. It’s bad enough being bartered to a man I find sexy as hell.

He crosses his arms, giving me a nasty scowl. I don’t care about this guy. It’s the boss man I need to speak with. “Gold digger.”

“I just want to talk to him about my stepbrother and see if I can make a deal.”

“Who is your stepbrother?”

“Rudy Jones.”

He laughs his ass off. “Oh, that piece of shit is your stepbrother? The boss isn’t going to want to meet you no matter how fine your pretty ass is.” I blow out a hard breath which is visible in this cold weather.

His phone goes off. “Yep. Jones’s sister. Should I send her packing?” He hangs up and tucks the phone in his pocket. “Looks like you got lucky. The boss is feeling generous. You can see him.”

“Lucky,” I mutter under my breath. The gates open up, and I think he’s going to frisk me, but he jumps back like I’m contagious. Maybe the boss man didn’t tell his minions that he’s into fresh meat for a price.

CHAPTER THREE

MADDOX

The cameras follow every step. I switch to the one with the best vantage point, zooming so close that I can see the swell of her breasts and her rapidly beating heart. She’s approaching one of my guards. From my angle, it looks like she’s trying to flirt with him. I’m going to spank her ass for that. I turn on the sound and listen in. I’m calling him right away because another disgusting word from his mouth is going to be met with a bullet.

I storm out of the house. I don’t give a fuck if it’s cold, or this could be a trap. I want her, and the thought of anyone looking at her dressed like that sends me into a violent rage. “If any one of you put your hands on her, it’ll be the last thing you do,” I warn my guards who come from the sides of the house.

“Get over here right now.” I take off my suit jacket and drape over her shoulders. “You and I need to speak, and then you’re going to understand what I’m willing to tolerate.” My hand rests on the small of her back as we move quickly to the house. My impatience and irritation show when she wobbles in her hooker heels. Snarling, I scoop her up in my arms and carry her into my office. Once I set her on her feet, I lock the door.

Whipping my phone out, I demand that all interior staff leave for the day.

“Sir, we have the catering staff working on the party arrangements for tonight.”

“Fine. They aren’t to leave that area unless it’s through the back end. No one is to interrupt me unless they want to feel my wrath.”

“Yes, Sir.” I don’t want anyone to intrude on my plans for her. Shit, the only plans I have are to get her naked, stuffed so deep with my cock, and bred before the sun sets.

Needing to get control of myself before I fuck her without answers, I turn on the no-nonsense asshole that made me the man I am today. My face hardens, startingly her. For a moment, I hate myself for scaring her, but I need answers. “Not only did you show up on my property demanding to see me, you barge in, disrupting my day. That’s not acceptable. Now, tell me who you are and what the fuck you want.”

“Um…” She looks so damn nervous and sweet, but I can’t let her in until I know who she is and why she’s here. I didn’t get to this spot in my life by being trusting or allowing my dick to run the fucking show.

I step in closer and whisper, “Sweetheart, I’m a busy man. Get on with it. What’s your name?”

She rocks on her feet from side to side, nervously stammering out, “Rory Jones.”

“Hmm…” Fucking shit. The last I remember, we let him get away with paying us late because his parents died in a freak accident while on a romantic vacation, and he had two underage stepsisters to care for. Knowing that she’s here and untouchable infuriates me.

“Kitten, I’m not a patient man,” I growl, stalking around her like an animal hunting his prey. “How old are you?”

“I’m eighteen and here to give you my virginity to spare my stepbrother’s life.”

“Sit,” I order.

She does as I tell her, sitting in the chair in front of my desk and keeping her head down. She’s nervous and rightfully so. She willingly entered the lion’s den and offered herself up as prey.

I don’t like that I can’t see her eyes. With a growl, I grasp her chin, tipping it upward to get my fill of her spectacular green orbs. No one I’ve ever met had that shade, and I’m hoping at least one of the babies I put in her comes out with them.

This is wrong on so many fucking levels, but I want her. I want her uncontrollably, and I’m going to lie to have her. She shouldn’t have come here to plead her stepbrother’s case. She should have stayed her pretty little ass locked up in their apartment far away from me. Nothing is going to happen to that bastard, but now everyone knows she exists. Now it’s time I make everyone understand she’s mine.

From the second I spotted her at the gate, my body reacted in a way it never had. I’ve been with beautiful women before, but nothing even compared to the sight of her. Even at a distance, dressing in this skanky mini dress, I could see the innocence. Fuck, I could smell it dripping off her skin the second she entered my home.