The Alpha CEO’s Unloved Wife

Chapter 32

Liar, Liar 

Jane turned the shower on full cold and stood beneath the spray, trying to fight back the clawing needs of her heat. Baron had been gone for well over an hour, having taken Angelique down into his office and stayed there

A thief and outcast’s daughter, she thought as she shook beneath the run of the cold water. The sort of person who knew how to pickpocket men at a party and transfer the items of her theft to her accomplice, so that he could photocopy the information, before returning it. The sort of person that would know what people used as their safe codes. The sort of person who could return the item that they had stolen to its owner without detection.

The sort of person who could sneak off during a house party and find a safe, especially if her accomplice was offering a distraction by dragging his wife out of the house.

If Angelique was just an employee with whom he had slept because she was available, with whom he was trying to maintain peace until his revenge was fulfilled, and not his true mate, not his love, then what did that make Jane?

He pulled open the shower door, a towel in his arms, and his face repentant. “I am sorry, Jane,” he said as she turned off the water and stepped, shivering, into the cloth. He pulled her against him and held her against him more than dried her. ” am sorry.”

“You weren’t going to marry Angelique,” she was shaking so hard the word were jerked from her.

“No, I told you that,” he replied rubbing her with the cloth to warm and dry her. He paused, frowning. “Didn’t I?” He wondered, and then picked her up, scooping under her knees, and carrying her

Jane onto the bed. “Useful, and vulnerable, and complicated,” he leaned back, one knee on the mattress whilst he pulled off the shirt,

arse up his back as he made room for himself between her legs and thrusted into her, with a groan, his hand closing on the top edge of the headboard, his muscles standing out as he bowed his head down to kiss her, dragging out her

her skills, But she was never,” he

held a sob of pain in it, and

His lips grazed her skin. “Jane…” his breath against her skin was half a plea.

many layers of

would certainly make sense considering his aspirations for revenge. In the same way, her value would be transitory, and when he had attained his goal, he would cast her off, with

of Jane? Had he really felt

a magic moment that they had shared at a werewolf run a connection, a recognition in each other, a

mate and had paid over two million for her, as bride price, as a result. That he had wanted to marry her, despite his relationship with the incredibly beautiful and sexy alpha Angelique. Despite every evidence

blind faith, hope, and innocence, but those things had long ago been crushed beneath the heels of other alpha werewolves, and, when she searched for them, there were so many contingencies attached that she was,

 

The morning after their wedding with Angelique

eyes from his and felt the shudder of

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