Elena Pov

In front of me is the image I had painted and on it is the familiar figure of the man holding the paper, but somehow, it was a totally different image of him.

On a chair was Alpha Marcus naked with long white hair that scattered around his chest making him look ethereal. He looked like he was from the ancient days, he looked majestic and even more beautiful.

I couldn't take my eyes away from what I had drawn and I can't bring myself to believe that I drew that.

My breathing staggered, my fist clenched and my heart pounded against my ribs.

The image looked straight at me and I swear that I could feel my soul being forcefully extracted from my body.

I gaped, unable to believe the beauty of what I had painted.

The Marcus in the painting looked even more pronounced. His eyes stared at me proudly like the king he was, but the expression on his face made me weak in my knees—Seductive. Cold, but enchantingly provocative, making one go lost.

I stood there, unable to take my eyes off that painting that entranced my soul.

“Are you done staring?”

“W..What..?!”

A chuckle responded.

I swallowed and finally returned my attention to the man holding the painting.

He stared at me deeply, but from his expression, I couldn't get what was on his mind but somehow, I knew it wasn't anything good from the way my bones shook from his stare.

Marcus slowly lowered his hand that held the painting, and when I thought he was going to say something, he turned around proudly and left without a word.

My heart skipped a beat. I stood there, speechless as I watched his cold back as he walked away. I wished I could call him back, I wanted to ask him if he was angry, if I had done anything wrong, if…if he liked the painting, and… If I were still getting punished, but my throat just couldn't bring out a word. My lips parted but I could say nothing.

The night air hit me and my body shivered, it was like it was snapping me back to reality.

It felt like whatever had happened today was unreal. The warmth that soon turned to surging fire, then coldness again. Everything felt surreal and my heart couldn't help but clench at the thought that this might be the end.

“He wouldn't talk to me anymore? Maybe he is disgusted by me.”

My head raised to look at the starry night, and a plain smile appeared on my face.

“At least I gained something,” I muttered to myself.

Yes, I gained something. Now I’m assured that Alpha Marcus won't act like I never confessed to him once. Now he knows how much I desire him. He knows I want him and I'm obsessed with him. So, I don't need to hide anymore and I can seduce him, look at him boldly, and proudly fight for him.

Thinking about this is beautiful, but reality…?

***

The sound of my slippers hitting the floor echoed in the quiet space but I also wasn't trying to hide it because I wanted someone to hear it.

I pursed my lips the moment I got to the top of the stairs. I looked towards the place where Marcus’s room is situated and the urge to walk towards his room enticed me but I resisted and only gave the space a look of disappointment, then walked back towards my room.

I don't know what I'm disappointed about, or… maybe I know.

I changed into something else, ready to knock the bed, but as I lay on the bed, my mind was so active with lots of thoughts.

I thought about my imagination when I sat on that chair to draw, I thought about the ethereal painting—that's the most perfect image I had ever painted and now I believe, Alpha Marcus is my muse.

A smile tugged at the corner of my lips as I recalled how he had caught me filming him, and how he had threatened me. His naked chest that enticed me to lick him, his wet lips that called for me to suck them, his biceps that shook as he walked, his huge thighs that made me want to kneel to worship them, his wet hair that made me almost give in, his eyes that always stared into mine like he wanted to capture my soul and punish it until he knows every of my secret.

His mint scent that teases my inside and makes my toes curl. His touches that make my stomach flutter and his big dick—

I snapped my eyes closed and rolled on the bed as my mind was filled with the image of that bulge I had seen. I licked my lips naughtily.

“Opps! I need to save those videos and separate them into different files. Where is my phone?” I muttered a question, then immediately stood up to look for my phone.

I walked around the room in search of it, but it was nowhere to be found, but then, I decided to search for it at the poolside.

I don't want to miss those videos I had taken with difficulty. In haste, I walked out and rushed to the poolside, but when I got there, it was empty, and even the easel I had drawn on was nowhere to be seen.

I stood there speechless, confused.

I looked around the place in deep thought, but then, an image of a man appeared in my mind—

“Marcus.”

Marcus Pov

The only light that enlightened the room was the one that came from the phone I was holding.

My fingers swiped and videos and pictures of me appeared, one that I'm familiar with—The ones Elena had taken of me while I was swimming.

My lips tightened around the cigarette in my mouth, and my dark eyes surged even more as more videos were shown.

Minutes passed before I threw the phone on the bed, but my mind was like a world on its own— Chaotic.

It was filled with images of a girl who quietly appeared in my life and disrupted the usual pace.

I squinted shallowly as the ring of smoke covered my eyes, but I continued to drag the cigarette like I hoped it’d wake me up from this craziness.

Suddenly, the sound of familiar footsteps sounded which interrupted my thoughts. I didn't bother checking as I knew she was the one and I also knew what she might be looking for.

My dangerous eyes turned to look at the light-up phone on the black bed sheet, and then back to the easel stand in the corner of the room, but once again, I couldn't help but be attracted by the painting on it.

I had left in a hurry, but only I knew I was trying to hide something—The dangerous thought that spurted in my mind at that point when she stood blankly in front of me.

The truth is that I had noticed Elena when she walked into the pool area.

Her sweet scent mixed with the night breeze had caressed my nostrils and made my brain pause, but I had continued to swim like I hadn't noticed her.

I don't know why I didn't send her back. Maybe I wanted to know what mischief she was about to do. Maybe it was because she had been angry with me and hadn't come out throughout, but I just let her stay.

But, I hadn't expected that she would have the guts to secretly take pictures of me.

The image of her shocked face after being caught appeared in my mind, and my eyes had laughter in them, but then, it vanished immediately like it never appeared and what was left was darkness enough to cover one like a blanket.

Slowly, I walked to the painting, and again, my heart which had always been stable shook by just staring at the image of myself.

“Too real…” I muttered, my voice low but boiling in the night.

The painting was just too real that it made me doubt if I had ever had silver hair, but I knew I hadn't.

I looked at the naked image of myself and even the size of my manhood which she had drawn, and I couldn't help but be speechless.

“Her imagination— What has she been thinking about all day?”

To be honest, I had only wanted to tease her when I asked her to draw me, I had wanted to use this chance to scare her, but it seems it backfired instead as I wasn't even able to stand her hot gaze, the way her thighs had clenched when she stared at the painting in my hand, the way her face had turned red like she was suffocating from thinking dirty, and the way her plump nipples has shown through her night wear.

Just the imagination alone is enticing and now, I can't help but gulp at the remembrance of the scent of her arousal.

Standing in front of her had almost forced me to pull her into my arms and manhandle her, but at the last minute, I had managed to hold myself back and walk away.

Sigh.

“Knock!”

I sharply turned to the door, and without the person speaking, I knew from the tiny scent that it was Elena.

The sound of knocking sounded again, this time, heavier.

“Alpha…”

My eyes narrowed as I stared at the light-up phone again, then at the door. I pursed my lips, then with a heavy sigh, I walked to the door with the cigarette dangling between my lips.

“Knock—”

I didn't let her finish knocking as I opened the door.

“Ahhh!”

Elena exclaimed in fear as her body fell uncontrollably inside my room, but I didn't help and only stood there coldly as her body hit the ground, but secretly, my fingers that held the door handle clenched tightly.

“Ouch… painful!” she cried out as she slowly sat up, but the next thing she did surprised me. Elena raised her head and glared at me with those teary eyes that looked like a galaxy.

Her cheeks were puffed up and a tear rolled down from her eyes.

“Why didn't you catch me, Alpha?!”

I stared at her red cheeks, unable to take my eyes away from the tear that slid down her cheek.

“So beautiful.. Very cute.”

I want to bite those cheeks until she cries again. I want to hear her cry… I want those pearls of tears to caress that face again. I want…

“Fuck!” I cussed.

I threw back my head in frustration. My heart felt so stuffy and my throat rolled at the evil thought that twirled around my mind.

The cigarette between my lips was wet with my saliva but I didn't pull it out but instead, inhaled the smoke and let it choke me until my eyes turned a shade darker with a red tint and finally, the fire that burned my body slowly calmed.

With a dark face, I looked down at the lady who sat on the floor still glaring at me.

“What are you doing here and why aren't you asleep?” I asked coldly in my hoarse voice.

Elena’s face turned startled as if she had just remembered she was here for something. Her head shifted everywhere and I just knew from her sneaky eyes that she was checking out my room.

Aside from the personal maid and the butler, Elena will be the 3rd person who has entered my room and even Catherine isn't allowed in.

I coldly allowed her to satisfy her desire to look around, and finally, I slammed the door shut, bought out the cigarettes and pinched it until it went out before lighting another one.

“Are you done? If you are, state what you’re here for and scramble out.” I ordered firmly with my hoarse voice.

I didn't look at Elena, instead, I focused on the smoke.

“I… I came for my phone.” She finally spoke.

My eyes tilted to the bedside, and like she was aware, she followed my movement and I could see her face brighten up when she saw her light screen.

Without waiting for my command, she stood up and tried to run to my bed which made me frown.

“Who gave her permission to take the phone?” I sneered.

In large steps, I followed behind her and before she could pick up the phone, my longer hand bypassed her and snatched it, but—

“Ahhh!”

My eyes shook in surprise as Elena’s legs twisted, and before I could do anything, her hand was on my robe and was pulling me down with her.

Startled, the sound of bodies falling on the bed sounded. And worse—

My lips were on something soft—Her boobs.

Elena Pov

Shock is an understatement of what I’m in right now.

My body and brain froze the moment I felt the heaviness on my body, and my heart sped up when I felt the pressure on my boobs.

I lay there, unable to breathe and too speechless to speak or even push him away, but the question is; do I want to?

How the hell did this happen? I don’t have an answer to that.

I had only tried to take my phone but who knew Alpha Marcus would attack at that point which shocked me and made me miss my foot and now, we are in this awkward position.

The room was quiet and only the loud sound of heavy breathing could be heard.

Marcus didn’t move his head away or stand up and I could feel his stiffened body which confused my mind.

His soft lips which I had always thought about were pressed on my boobs and I could feel them through the soft piece of cloth I was putting on. My skin felt like it was being burned, and my blood surged uncontrollably.

Gradually, I felt the wetness of his lips sip into my soft cloth to touch my skin and all I could do was inhale a sharp intake of air.

My hands which were on my sides tightened on the sheet under me, and my skin crawled, not in disgust but in a way that made me shrink and almost let out a sigh of excitement.

I could feel his hot breath on my skin and the urge to rub that spot filled me but I couldn’t move.

My breathing turned heavy, and with time, my reaction became so obvious as I began to tremble as the tingling feeling in my body was getting crazier.

My eyes batted as I stared at the ceiling, and though only a few minutes had passed, it felt like hours.

The tension, the rising temperature, the intense sensation that tingles my soul, and my nipples that had begun to harden—Everything feels surreal—or should I say, crazy?

Finally, the moan I tried to keep couldn’t stay hidden anymore as it slid out from my parted lips.

“Mhm~” I gasped after the soft moan that interrupted the tension in the room, and my head went bang with how obvious it was.

I closed my eyes embarrassingly and my hands that clenched into the sheets tightened while my teeth bit into my lower lip.

The air around me shifted— I felt it.

Hot, like a volcano about to erupt. I felt my back go wet, but I didn't dare open my eyes.

My mouth let out sharp nervous breaths, and the loud beating of my heart resounded in my ears.

I didn’t know what was going on, but I just knew something was about to happen because the room was so quiet but the atmosphere had become too tense for me to survive.

Finally, when my body had long gone numb from too much nervousness, I felt the weight on me slowly move, but instead of relief, I felt more nervous, because the familiar hot breath I knew was getting closer… and closer to my face.

My body stiffened even more, my eyelashes trembled but my eyes remained closed. My heart beat fastened and my pulse rate increased as if it knew a secret I don’t know.

I felt the hot breath move from my chest, then gradually, it moved to my naked neck and this time, my body was stone, like it had lost all oxygen.

I felt the hot breath on my neck. It caressed the spot like it was finding a great spot to snap. It felt dangerous, but the adrenaline was so high that it made my toes curl and my fingers tremble.

Then I felt him move up.

From my neck, up to my chin that was already layered with my sweat, and then, to my cheeks and there… it stopped.

I felt him stay there, and somehow, I felt curious about what was going on.

He didn’t move, and only breathed on my cheeks which I was sure had gone red from blushing so much.

The hot air he breathes didn’t make it any easier for me.

His breath felt hot, sharp and let's not talk about his mint scent—one that is enough to make me go wet in my panties.

Suddenly, my body stiffened.

I felt the man who had paused moved. His lips which I know were so attractive gently brushed against my cheeks.

“Gasp.” It came out uncontrollably.

My lips trembled, and my fast, heavy breaths came out.

“What is he trying to do? Why is he doing this to me when he knows I won’t be able to take this?”

My body is very sensitive when it comes to him, and just being close to me was enough to make my knees weak and him being this close—I can feel the aches in my pussy.

I really want to open my eyes to see him. I want to see his expression. Is he angry? Does he have that expressionless face on? Or a look of disgust?

While I was thinking about this, I suddenly heard the soft sound of Marcus sniffing my neck and this made me stunned.

The remaining restrictions in my brain collapsed and all I felt was shock and excitement.

“H.. he— Did he just sniff my scent? Is he actually sniffing my scent? Oh my—Fuck! How can I survive this?!”

Does he know what it means for an Alpha to sniff an omega?! I bet he does. He is a high-ranking Alpha.

My brain went numb, and my pores all seemed to open up like an invitation. The pheromones slowly spread out and covered me.

My back ached and my fist clenched the sheet tighter, while my lips parted to let out a soft moan. My legs which had been curling slowly spread like they were being controlled, and my mind became blurry.

I knew what this meant. I’m losing my mind but I can’t hold back anymore.

My heat has been forcefully called forth.

My sweet milky pheromones spread and surrounded me like a shade, and when I thought the man on top of me would push me out in disgust, I felt a brush on my nose.

He brushed his trembling lips on my nose which made me sniff and unconsciously inhale his scent, then he moved down and slowly slid his lips down…

He was so slow, so gentle like he was taking his time.

My heart pounded so loudly, and my lower abdomen curled tensely. Then I felt it—

His lips… on mine.

“Elena…”

He called as he brushed his lips on mine gently and sensitively which made my lips itchy.

My bones ached and curled anxiously. My lips trembled in want, and my skin shook in desperation.

“Hmm..?” I managed to respond, though I doubt if he heard me.

“Tell me,” he paused, then slid out the tip of his tongue to lick my lower lip, “How should I punish a bad omega?”

My eyes trembled and a tear dropped uncontrollably. I couldn’t stop the ringing in my ears from his enchanting voice.

His voice sounded low, hoarse and dark, like the enticing voice of Hades.

His question shook my soul, but like an entranced omega, I let out my little desire in my tiny, soft voice.

“Kiss me~”

And he did— but not the gentle kind, but one that knocked my brain off.