Railed By The Alpha

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Rebekah

"What do you want me to do?" He asked me and for that moment, his voice was heavenly in my ears. My heart thudded hard in my chest. Chills raced down my spine and over my skin as I looked at him. There was barely any distance between us. "Do you want me to kiss you?"

My eyes shifted from his. "I—"

His hand pressed firmer against the back of my head while the other one came wrapping around my wrist. "Do you want me to touch you? I can show you things that you have never seen or done." He whispered, tracing his hand over my arm. "I can give you that pleasure that you have never even come close to..." My insides throbbed and my legs began trembling at his words. "Look at me," He curled his fingers underneath my chin, raising my head and forcing me to look at him.

He pinned me down with a stare and I barely moved from whatever spell he had me in. It was a spell! I couldn't snap out of it and I couldn't move.

"Oh, Ciccio, you're going to remember nothing but my name by the time I'll be done with you. Tell me if that's what you want and I swear that's what I'll exactly do." He waited for my response.

I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what the question was. My mind was running wild. Was I imaging this or was this the reality?

I tried to think of anything else except for the man standing in front of me. I couldn't think of him like that. Never! God! I hated this man. I couldn't let him win and have me.

I restrained my self, pushing away those thoughts and thinking of anything else that mattered but it was a struggle. After a minute of silence, I ran my tongue over my lips before moving back from him. "Don't touch me." I snapped.

"Your wish." He shrugged and quickly moved his hands away from me, though that left a longing on my skin.

My heart dulled a little but I tried not to show it. "Am I done being here?" I asked him, sounding a little rough.

"You're done." He didn't argue back with me, for the first time. Did I hurt his emotions? He looked away from me, and glanced over at the door, waiting for someone to appear.

Moments later, a man walked out from the door and approached Christopher. He handed him a book, a cheque book and that's when he wrote a cheque for me, enough to clear most Dad's medical bills and the debts Mom had taken for it.

It was plenty!

I was a bit surprised that he had actually given it to me, the money. I assumed he was going to force me to do something or—I didn't know but he easily gave me the cheque, asking for nothing more.

Was I done?

We were just outside the residence which over-looked the break taking courtyard. The wind was cold and chilly. I barely remained warm even with the coat over my shoulders. When I looked up at the sky, I found it dark and cloudy with the moon lost.

I folded the cheque and placed it inside the pocket of my coat before my attention turned back to Christoper who stood alongside a man I hadn't seen before.

"Micheal here," He glanced at the man and continued, "Will drop you home. Thank you for spending your time with me. Goodnight, Rebekah." He offered me a warm smile before walking past me and returning into the residence.

"Goodnight." I mumbled, watching him drift into the house.

I couldn't tell if he was pissed or not—or sad, or angry. All I had done was simply rejected his moves toward me. He had promised for no sexual activity and he did keep up with his promise. Those few minutes when he was close, it was tempting and I had almost let it slip while forgetting all the terrible things he had done. I only agreed to a date solely because I wanted the money, nothing more and he knew it.