Alpha's Private Plaything (Elsa and Drake Stone) novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135

Elsa

I turned my head slightly, meeting his golden–flecked eyes, my jaw clenched so tight it hurt. “I didn’t hear what you said.” The lie slipped

easily from my lips, though we both knew better. If you’d bothered to

tell me about this fucking disgusting partner–swapping event

beforehand, I wouldn’t have come at all. Goddamn manipulative

bastard.

His fingers tightened, and I bit back a gasp, my nails digging into my

palms to distract from the pain. “You seem distracted tonight, Elsa.

Perhaps your little walk with Allen has you thinking you have…

options?” His voice dripped with contempt.

Before I could respond, he pulled me against him, his arm a steel

band around my waist as he guided me toward a corner of the ballroom. My heart hammered against my ribs, partly from anger,

partly from the sickening realization of what kind of event this really

was. I could feel bile rising in my throat.

The lights dimmed further as a woman in a shimmering dress took

the stage. “Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for our Moon Light Kiss

contest!” Her voice was artificially bright. “Tonight’s prize is a pair of

pure silver couple rings, generously donated by Mr. Thompson!”

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She held up a velvet box, opening it to reveal two gleaming bands. A

collective sigh of appreciation rose from the women in the room. I

glanced around, my lip curling in disgust, noticing how many of them

were clearly hired companions, their eyes calculating the monetary

value of those rings. Fuck this whole sick game.

The lights shifted to a pulsing blue–purple that made everything

seem dreamlike and surreal. Bodies pressed closer together, hands

wandering more boldly now. My stomach churned violently, and I

swallowed hard against the wave of nausea threatening to overwhelm

1. me.

A man with slicked–back hair and predatory eyes approached us, his

gaze lingering on my body in a way that made my skin crawl. I shrank

back instinctively, my body trembling with revulsion.

“Looking to trade for the evening?” he asked Drake, not even

bothering to address me directly.

“We’re not interested,” Drake replied coldly, his arm tightening

around me possessively.

I clutched at Drake’s suit jacket, my fingers digging into the

expensive fabric, knuckles white with tension. I’m just fucking

property here. A toy to be traded. And the only thing keeping me from becoming communal property is the very man who brought me into this hellhole. The irony made me want to scream or laugh

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hysterically.

“You should have stayed by my side like I told you,” Drake murmured,

his lips curving into a mocking smile. “Not very obedient tonight, are

we?”

I shot him a venomous glare, my entire body rigid with fury. The host

began a countdown for the contest. “Ten seconds until our Moon

Light Kiss begins! Find your partners!”

Drake looked down at me, his expression unreadable. “Do you want

those rings, Elsa?” His thumb traced my bottom lip, and I jerked my

head away, my nostrils flaring with anger. “You could always beg me

for them.”

“No,” I said flatly, my voice like ice, refusing to play his game, “I’d

rather eat shit.”

His laugh was low and cruel. “I forgot. Silver isn’t good enough for

you, is it?”

I scanned the room, taking in the different types of women present, my hands shaking with a mixture of anger and anxiety. Some were clearly professionals, here to earn money and leave. Others were ambitious pack members, using their bodies as currency to climb the

social ladder.

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