Chapter 9 - The Rebel in His Heart

The blond struggled to make his voice neutral, suppressing the rush of adrenalines that started to make his heart and body waver.

Ryley couldn't let this man breach the walls he'd painstakingly built to protect himself. Not to mention that the Alpha turned out to be someone of a higher position than the old geezer who tried to assault him. Ryley simply couldn't risk his life dealing with such a person unprepared.

The blond shut his eyes tight at the thought of his career getting destroyed and the heaven he worked so hard for crumble just because of one stupid bottle of wine his sister forced him to empty.

If it were just a normal businessman, leaking a scandalous footage would be enough to end the lecher's career. But his instinct told him that he shouldn't mess with this one big jerk if he didn't have the resource and power to do so.

"You know you can't hold me here forever. I was reported as missing after dinner with my sister, and apparently, you run the hotel I went to last night." His eyes glanced at his phone that the Alpha still gripped tightly in his hand.

"Looks like you're not just pretty outside, huh? You've got a brain too." The Alpha replied, his gaze grew increasingly dangerous. "What's your terms, Ryley Schwartz?"

"If you don't release me soon, they're going to spread rumors about your hotel and it certainly won't look good for you," Ryley said. "Let me go back to New York first. I promise I won't say anything about you."

Clyde didn't reject this reason, in fact he completely agreed with him. It's true that Claire promised to take care of the news, but the man was sure his rivals would do anything to keep the noise around since the missing person was Ryley Schwartz, the famous model as well as an ambassador of Hyacinthia, the luxurious fashion brand that his sister owned.

"And what if I won't let you go? Will you escape from here and say to the press that you, a 'Beta', was drugged and forced to have sex with a random guy?" Clyde said, his breathing sounded heavy. It turned out he was struggling to control his lower half that seemed to have developed its own consciousness.

But what he said was exactly the part where Ryley hated it the most. Like it or not, announcing this incident to public would only make people dig into him more and prove that he's anything but a Beta.

"What kind of a random guy runs a 5-stars hotel in the middle of New York? Stop playing with me! I just need to confirm if my sister really did something," Ryley snorted, pounding his fist on the Alpha's broad chest.

However, the man below seemed to have an unfocused gaze, and it stunned him when he found the pair of ocean blue sky carved inside that handsome face were looking dreamy. Ryley didn't know how it happened, but he felt that looking into the Alpha's eyes made the flame of hatred in his eyes slowly die out.

His heartbeat began to race, the thumping sensation spread to his palm which rested on the Alpha's lower left chest slowly spurred something inside him.

Ryley knew this was anything but safe, but the Alpha held his waist tighter. As if saying he wouldn't be able to escape anywhere.

Clyde let out a small chuckle. "I will let you do anything you want. I don't have anything to ask in return other than..." he put the phone aside and his firm palm went back to trace the blond's smooth thighs. "You obeying my words,"

"Anything I want?" Ryley whispered beside the Alpha's ear, his tone seductive. The same masculine aroma that tortured him earlier slowly crept into his sense of smell, but this time it entered him like an aphrodisiac, gently awakening his long buried 'secret'.

Clyde moved his hand, caressing the mark he left on the blond's nape. "Yes, anything you want. As long as you obey me, that will be enough," he said in his deep voice.

The Alpha couldn't let the beautiful creature sitting on his abs to roam freely before he made sure he wouldn't do anything that would put him in danger. Clyde then thought back to what Claire said about staying away from home and his father in particular.

First, he'd messed up his plan to seize the throne, and now, he made a Beta as the first person to receive the honor of being marked by him. The former probably would be pardoned, but the latter was such a grave mistake that his family could never tolerate.

Still, why did he feel like he would get away with this mistake? Where did this sudden courage that burned the flame of rebellion within his heart come from?

Could it be...

"But what if I refuse to obey you, Mr. Clyde?"

Oh, so he was the reason.

Never had he met someone of lower caste and status who dared to bare his teeth to him and openly rejected his order.

A wide grin adorned the Alpha's lips moments before he pushed the back of the blond's head and crushed Ryley's red lips with a deep kiss. His hands slipped in between his loose pajama that covered the handsome model's fascinating curve, then joined behind the slender back that he caught in his embrace.

The kiss lasted for a few seconds, then released when Ryley pushed his chest away and gasped for breath.

"Hhah... What... What are you— mmpph!"

But the Alpha wouldn't stop.

He wanted more from the rebel that caused his heart to burn with passion.

Ryley couldn't do anything to tame the man he unknowingly turned into a beast. His muscle weakened as he continued to feel goosebumps all over from Clyde's intoxicating touch and kiss.

His nape felt like burning, and the Alpha's warm breath was like a wind that spread the fire throughout his entire body.

Clyde woke up and sat Ryley on his laps still with his arms around his waist, forgetting the phone. Then he gripped the blond's slender arms and locked them as he inhaled the sweet smell that wafted off the model's smooth white skin.

Soft moans escaped from Ryley's lips, welcomed by the faint grunts that the Alpha let out. "Open your mouth," he commanded, but without waiting for a nod nor a yes, his two thick fingers slid inside and played with the blond's tongue, making him gag a little.

Impatient, the Alpha took out his fingers and lifted Ryley's hips higher.

"H... Hyah! No, not there!" Ryley tried to cover his lower half that started to react, but Clyde's overwhelming strength easily removed his hands and replaced it with his wet fingers.

"Relax," the Alpha whispered in deep voice, slowly shoving his fingers through the blond's warm and tightness.

Ryley bit the back of his hand trying to stifle his cries, but then a larger palm separate it from his teeth and another lips suddenly locked his in a kiss.

His tongue caught, his hands that initially shielded himself from the bigger body above him no longer pushed the man away as his slenders fingers gripped Clyde's shirt. He flinched when the man stopped scissoring after hitting the softest, most sensitive part inside him. Slowly but surely, the Alpha's thick fingers were pulled out, leaving a hollow sensation.

Ryley hated to admit how his body didn't listen to him and demanded it be filled soon. "No... Not here..." he said, amidst the breathless panting that made his chest rise and lower fast.

The words unconsciously forced its way out of his lips, but Ryley knew he couldn't take it back.

"Hang on," the man said, putting both of the blond's hands on his neck and lifted him off the floor.

As soon as he landed the slender body he carried on the bed, Clyde didn't waste any more time.

The blond shook his head moments before he arched his back in a jolt as the Alpha's hardening plunged through his wet entrance, buried deep to the base.

Clyde's masculine scent spread to every corner, heating the only luxurious room in the middle of Rock Springs' jungle. His knitted brows slowly relaxed as a cold sensation brushed his skin, stunned at the sight of a pair of slender arms stretched out to him from below.

His blue irises widened as a hoarse voice desperately called out his name. "Cly.... Clyde...."