Chapter 175: No Love Making

Scarlett’s POV

​He led me down the hallway to his suite, his grip on my ass firm and his other hand tangled in my hair as he kept his mouth crushed against mine. The moment the door clicked shut behind us, the silence of the room made the sound of our heavy breathing feel deafening.

​He pulled back just an inch, his chest heaving and his amber eyes searching my silver mask with a terrifying intensity. "Are you in your right mind, Samantha?" he rasped, his voice rough. "Will you regret this tomorrow?"

​"No," I whispered, my heart beating fast. "Will you?"

​"Fuck yes," he growled, his jaw tightening. "I’ll regret it every second for the rest of my life. But I want you so badly I can’t let go."

​He didn’t give me time to respond. He kissed me again—a hard, punishing kiss that tasted of desperation. I moaned, my hands shaking as I reached for his belt, my fingers fumbling with the zipper of his trousers. I knew I was playing with fire. I knew this was a mistake that could ruin everything I’d built. But I didn’t care. I wanted him. I had gotten a taste of Leo, and fuck, I wanted him to get a taste of me, too.

​"Stop," he commanded, his voice vibrating with power. He caught my wrists, pulling them away from his waist. "I’ll take the lead."

​He began to undress me, his movements swift and efficient. A cold shiver of panic raced through me as the silk wrap pooled at my feet. Would he know? Would his hands remember the curve of my waist or the slope of my shoulders? But then I remembered—three years had changed me. I wasn’t the soft, round girl he had lost. I was more slender, my muscles toned from hours of training, and my curves were more mature and defined. To him, I was a stranger.

​He stepped back, his eyes devouring me in the dim light of the suite. "Fuck," he breathed, his voice a low, reverent hiss. "You are fucking sexy."

finding my breast, his tongue swirling around my nipple before he took the peak into his mouth and sucked hard. I arched my

moved lower, his hands parting my thighs

fingers deep inside me, his knuckles rubbing against my clit as he fucked me

I sobbed, my

a second before he pushed deeper.

saw me as a call girl. A body to use. A place to dump his pain. My pride screamed at me to leave, to

his neck, pulling him down until our noses touched. "Who said anything about love, Alpha?" I

black. The wolf was fully awake now. He

voice deep and commanding. "Get on

to the pillows and pushed my ass back, exposing my soaking entrance to him. I felt the bed dip behind me as

idea what

the air in the room grew heavy with arousal. The heat coming off his body was like a furnace, and I was already shaking,

everything went

happen. The silence stretched out, becoming heavy and

thoughts?" I whispered into the pillow,

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