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Alpha's Private Plaything (Elsa and Drake Stone) novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37

She gasped, eyes wide with a mix of desire and humiliation. ‘Drake, please. someone might hear us…”

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I stuffed her lacy panties into my pocket, then slid my fingers between her legs, groaning at the wetness I found there. “So fucking wet already.

Always such a slut for me, aren’t you?”

Her face flushed crimson, eyes darting nervously to the door. “Mr. Stone, please… not here… someone will come looking-*

“Let them,” I snarled, turning her around to face the wall. I pressed against her back, my hand moving to the front of her throat as I bit down

on her earlobe. “Elsa, remember your place. You’re just a contract mate. Your body is my property. Every. Fucking. Inch.”

I unfastened my belt, the metallic sound echoing in the small stairwell. Her body trembled against mine, a combination of fear and desire that

drove me wild. I pushed her dress up higher, exposing her ass to the cold air, nearly blind with the need to claim her.

Suddenly, raised voices from below interrupted us. Vera’s high-pitched tone carried clearly up the stairwell.

“I’m truly sorry, I didn’t mean to spill wine on you, Miss Lumin!”

Mia Lumin’s sharp response followed. “Not on purpose? Do you have any idea how much this dress costs, you idiot?”

“Are you blind or just obsessed with men? My dress is ruined, and you’re standing there playing innocent?”

I froze, my hands still on Elsa’s hips. “Goddamn it,” I muttered, reluctantly stepping back from her trembling body. Frustration surged through

me like electricity.

I adjusted my clothing, tucking myself back in and fastening my belt while Elsa remained facing the wall, her shoulders shaking slightly.

When she finally turned around, her lips were swollen, hair disheveled, and her neck bore the beginning marks of my teeth. I reached into my pocket and pulled out her panties, dangling them in front of her.

“Keep these safe,” I said with a smirk, though my voice was rough with unspent desire. “We’ll continue tonight.”

Her eyes widened, “Drake-

“No underwear,” I cut her off, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, my puch lingering possessively. “I might check at any moment.

I straightened my tie and smoothed down my jacket, struggling to regainy composure when all I wanted was to take her right there. Before

opening the door, I turned back to her. ‘Don’t forget your place, Hale assiant. I allow you to talk business with Lumin, but never forget who

your master is.”

I left her there, fumbling to make herself presentable, and headed toward he commotion. By the time I reached the main corridor, Vera and Mia were in a full-blown argument, with several onlookers watching uncomfortably.

Less than a minute later, Elsa emerged from the stairwell. Even from a distance, I could see she’d done a poor job of hiding the evidence of our encounter. Her dress was wrinkled, her lips swollen, and dark marks blood across her neck and collarbone. Her hair was a mess, and she walked with an uneven gait that had nothing to do with her injured ankle

“Miss Lumin,” she said, her voice remarkably steady despite her appearanc1 apologize for our new intern. Please allow me to make amends

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Chapter 37

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Mia’s eyes widened as she took in Elsa’s disheveled state. “Well, look at you,” she said with a knowing smirk. “Thoroughly fucked, aren’t you?”

Elsa flushed but maintained her composure. ‘I was attending to an urgent matter-

“Is that what they call it now?” Mia cut her off, glancing between Elsa and me with amusement. Her gaze lingered on the obvious marks on Elsa’s neck. “Some ‘urgent matter’ indeed.”

Vera’s face contorted with jealousy as she realized what had happened. “Drake,” she hissed, clutching my arm possessively. “We should return to the banquet.”

Mia wasn’t finished. “Drake, my dress is ruined by wine thanks to your little girlfriend here, while you were busy fucking your assistant in the stairwell?”

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