The Alpha and Beta's Mates

Chapter Sette

Dante Armani's POV

I woke up to the sound of someone humming a song loudly, giggling and jumping. I was confused and blinked a few times to confirm if I am dreaming and besides why would I be dreaming of something so weird?
I slowly stood up, and walked out of my room only to see some girl jumping on the couch and humming to a song.
What the fuck is she doing here?

I couldn't help but notice her tanned long legs though, I think I was staring at it and got lost in my thoughts for too long cause the next thing I heard was her screams.

"Who the hell are you?" She looked at me in shock.
Is she serious right now cause I should be the one asking her that.
"Omg are you here to rape me?" She asked in horror and dramatically placed her hands on her chest as if protecting herself from a pervert.

I just stood there in shock and anger, I opened my mouth to speak and for the first time in my entire life I couldn't say a word. I tried again but nothing came out.
She immediately ran to the phone close to where she was standing and tried to call the security. With my wolf strength I ran to her and dragged the phone from her. I looked at her face angrily but only to realized how beautiful she was. She was Italian. Her eyes were bold black and her face was tender and gorgeous. For a minute I just stood there taking every single detail of her in.

"Mamma Mia! Così Bello! (Oh goodness! So beautiful)" She suddenly smiled dreamily.
I furrowed my brows in confusion as to how her mood went from zero to hundred.
Did she just call me beautiful? Why would she use such a womanly word to describe me?

"You are not here to rape me, are you?" She said again but this time all the fear written all over her thirty seconds ago was no where to be found, like she never felt them in the first place.
"What the heck are you doing in my suite?" I yelled with the attempt to put some fear into her but she didn't even blink twice. Instead she shifted back a little to get a better view of my bare chest.
Now who is the real pervert?

I walked away frustrated since it was so hard to have a decent conversation with this her.

I walked into my room and before I could close the door, the gorgeous pervert entered my room and stood in front of me like she was trying to intimidate me or something. I find it really cute but I know she will totally rape me if I tell her that.

"So you didn't answer my question...why are you in my suite". She made emphasis on the 'my' and I couldn't help but to fake laugh at her ridiculous comment.

"Listen here young lady! I don't have time for your cliche and childish games, I am a very busy man. If this is your plan to get in my bed then you've failed! I don't do cheap".

"What?" She said and I could see she felt hurt by my words.
"Cheap?" She snorted and walked out of my room saying nothing else.

I felt guilty when she left like that, but brushed it off and sighed in relief that she got the message early and clear enough.
I took a quick glance at the clock and realized I was already late for work. I cursed under my breath as I made my way to the convenience for a quick shower.

I got fully dressed in my tux and carried my briefcase, ready to leave for work and just as soon as I opened the door, I got the biggest shock of my life!

This crazy Italian bitch called the security and got me arrested for sexual harassment!

There's absolutely no reason for me not to bite her head off and pull out her heart!!!

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