Astra's POV
It soon dawned on me that dangerous and probably hurtful things were going to happen to me if I didn't talk. I knew this man, at least I knew what it was like for the period I worked under him as a maid. He fucked me up, over and over, but sometimes in a good day. I still liked him like that.
"I have a daughter and she's sick so I needed money for her treatment!" I shouted immediately.
I forced the words out of my mouth, and he stopped kissing my neck. He just stared at me for an awfully long period of time.
Just when I thought he wasn't going to say anything, he got me off the table and without giving me a chance to regain my footing, he dragged me out of my manager's office, straight to a private cabin.
I guess it was his because the room smelled like him, but it was just an afterthought since I barely had the time to process everything before he pushed me towards a chair.
When I sat down, he did the same too after he brought out a pen and paper from his bedside.
"I'm so pissed right now. What are you doing here, Astra?" He inquired again as if he couldn't believe that I truly worked here all this while.
"I…I don't quite get what you mean," I murmured, a bit confused.
He cursed under his breath silently as he stared at me intently.He carefully scrutinized me all the way from my hair to my chest, since it's the only thing he could see from his side of the table. I watched him stare at my breasts for a long time, and he shamelessly stared without a care in the world. Soon, he came to his senses and spoke frustratedly.
"You're naked, okay? You're barely clothed. You're dancing for these men for cheap change and showing them everything that belongs to me. Crazy of you to think that any of them will see the light of day for the singular act of seeing you."
What?
"What do you mean by that?" I asked, glaring at him angrily. Knowing what he meant, I knew there was about to be blood shed.
"It's exactly what you think, next time don't fucking test me. For your child, where is the baby?"
He asked, changing the subject and my heart skipped a couple of beats. At least he didn't think it was his for a start, so it was great.
"My daughter is with a nanny, I'll pick her up when I can but for now I'm busy."
"No, you're not busy. You're no longer working here from today, and your manager is fired for touching you."
Speechless, I watched him write down a couple of things into the white paper for a few minutes before passing it down for me with the pen
"Sign it."
He gave me time to go through what he had written, and as I went through it, I was dumbstruck. He was offering to take care of my daughter's medical bill.
"Whatever it is, I'll pay because her safety is important, so sign that."
"Why do I need to sign this first?" I asked, honestly interested in where he was going with this. The Chris I knew didn't need my permission for anything.
"Don't play with me. We both know I'm barely humoring you here, so sign it." He spat out angrily, as if he was barely holding himself together at this point, I mean he just finished beating up a man.
I went through the last page and something there wasn't right, so I had to ask even though I was scared.
"There's a clause here that states that it's not for free, so what can I possibly give to you?"
"Sign the damn contract."
His voice was really scary, and it reminded me of how ferocious he was and I didn't want to anger him further. He had already been so patient. My hands were shaking, but I signed the contract.
Snatching the paper from my hands, I watched a smirk play on his lips before he put the contract away.
"Thank you." I managed a smile, appreciating him for his help.
"For what?"
"For offering to help me."
He barely smiled before asking me a shocking question.
"Who's the owner?"
My ears picked it up with speed and my eyes shot up, locking with his since he was actually staring at me the whole time my head was facing the marble tiles.
"I got pregnant here, shortly after I ran away."
"Are you sure?" He asked sternly, giving me no room to lie.
Why? Was he suspecting that he was the father? If he insisted, what was I going to do? I prayed in my mind that he would let it go, and the thought of the outcome kept me on my toes the whole time.
"Yes, I'm sure." I hoped he didn't notice how frightened I was because I was lying through my teeth.
"Very well then. Why did you run away?"
I couldn't tell him the original reason, so I had to come up with a lie immediately.
"I was tired of everything and wanted to be free."
"Free," he repeated, chuckling as if I amused him.
"You've read the contract, so I'll take care of your daughter's health , but you'll do whatever I want now."
"Whatever you want?" I asked fearfully. I should've known that he was up to something. What could the ruthless alpha king want from me?
"You would've done it anyway. What I want is simple. Agree to return back to the sun
Pack to continue being my personal maid or make me force you to, and you won't like it. Pick one."
"You want me to go back to being your personal maid?"
"Yes, that's exactly what I want."
I couldn't tell if I was scared or excited by his threat. If anything, it turned me on.
My thighs clenched at the mere thought of what he meant. I am going to go back to being his maid, and my step sister had left the house to live with her husband, my former mate.
Choiceless, I agreed because I knew that he was going to force me anyway. I really didn't want to find out how forcing me would play out.
He smiled at me, mouthing a seductive 'good girl' that was so quick that made me wonder if he actually said it.
After the whole encounter, he suddenly stood up, grabbed me from my seat, pushed me down and made her kneel.
It happened so fast that I didn't even have time to process what was going on.
He began to tease me and my skimpy outfit that I had been using to dance in front of other men all through the night. He ran his fingers all through my body.
He pulled me by my hair, all the way to the bed and positioned me while I was still kneeling. He sat down on the bed, and pulled down his shorts. Immediately it was out, his mighty cock sprung out of it. He was hard, and it was so erect and full.
Pulling my hair towards it, he asked me if I missed it.
"Do you miss this cock? Tell me you miss it, Virgin girl. Tell me how bad you want to suck my cock,"
This exact moment made me realize how sex starved I was, and my throat went dry with anticipation. I hadn't had sex since the last time he fucked me, and he was the only one that could make me feel like that so I didn't want it another way. He was about to make me give him a blow job, and I wanted it more than ever. Licking my lips absentmindedly, I stared as I told him I missed his cock.
"I miss it." I replied shyly but he wasn't satisfied with my answer.
"You miss what?"
"Your cock,"
"Still my bad little virgin." He added satisfactorily as he used his cock to slap me across the face.
He kept using his cock to slap my face for a while. It was the hottest thing ever, and I could feel myself getting wet for the first time since that evening, even after all the dancing I had to do.
He stopped, teasing my mouth with his cock. When my eyes began to water with need and I was about to suck, he pushed me away, smiling as he tucked his cock back inside his pants.
"So you do want to suck my cock. Damn, come back, and I'll let you have all the fun you want with it. I'll make sure you get thoroughly fucked."
He said, picking me up and placing a rough wet kiss on my lips before biting my neck hard.
With that, he walked away.
I could still feel my wetness. I couldn't believe that he would do that to me, torment me barely after meeting me again.
How did I find myself in such a situation with my nemesis again, even after I ran away? What would the pack say?
I clearly had no choice. My daughter needed to be okay and I was willing to do anything for her.