Alpha's Private Plaything (Elsa and Drake Stone) novel Chapter 262

Alpha’s Private Plaything

Chapter 262

“Get Ms. Hale a special sun umbrella,” he ordered. “The lightweight shooting vest is sufficient for her.”

The staff member disappeared and returned moments later with a sleek parasol.

‘Til hold it for her,” Drake stated, taking it from the attendant. The possessiveness in his tone made my skin crawl.

“I can hold it for Joseph,” Emily volunteered quickly, her eyes darting between Joseph and Ava, naked ambition written across her features.

Joseph nodded his permission, and Ava’s face fell slightly as she handed over her position to Emily. I didn’t miss the smug satisfaction that crossed Emily’s features as she took her place beside Joseph. Women like her made me sick–climbing the ladder on their backs.

“The zipper’s stuck,” I said through gritted teeth, tugging at the zipper of my shooting jacket that had caught on the fabric underneath. My frustration mounted as I yanked harder, nearly ripping the material. “Goddamn piece of-”

Drake stepped behind me, his chest pressing against my back as he reached around. I froze, my breath catching in my throat.

“Let me,” he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. I could feel his heart beating against my shoulder blades, steady and strong.

His fingers brushed against the swell of my breast as he worked the zipper, and I felt his body tense against mine. My traitorous nipples hardened at his touch, and I silently cursed my body’s reaction. When I looked up, his eyes had darkened, the gold flecks in them more pronounced–the wolf rising closer to the surface.

“I–I’ll go change into something else,” I stammered, pulling away from him, my cheeks burning. I nearly tripped over my own feet in my haste to escape, feeling his hungry gaze follow me like a physical force, leaving a trail of heat down my spine.

When I returned, my hands still trembling slightly, Drake and Joseph were already displaying impressive marksmanship, their shots consistently hitting near the center of their targets. Emily, who had insisted on taking a turn, was less successful–her shot went wide, missing the target entirely. She pouted

dramatically, touching Joseph’s arm as she handed the gun back.

Taking my position, I wiped my sweaty palms on my pants before gripping the weapon. I lined up my sight, took a deep breath, and squeezed the trigger. The recoil traveled up my arms as the bullet hit dead center with a satisfying thwack. For a moment, I felt powerful, in control–something I rarely

experienced around Drake.

Drake turned to me, eyebrows raised in genuine surprise. “When did you get to be such a good shot?”

I smiled tightly, chambering another round with practiced ease. Perhaps while Mr. Stone wasn’t paying attention.” I replied, furing again and hitting amance

bullseye.

Before Drake could respond, his phone rang. His jaw tightened as he checked the caller (D. “I need to take this,” he said, stepping away from the group.

“Drake?” A female voice, clearly audible in the silence that followed Vera My stomach clenched You haven’t collie to me te his days. Are you very say

“Mm, was all Drake said before walking further away, his back rigid.

I stared at his retreating form, my fingers tightening stood the gun outil my knuckles tumed white Ling, Cheating bestand, i quá a deep breath forcing my expression to remain neutral despite the bile rising in my threat.

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Chapter 262

Joseph turned to me with an easy smile. “How about we switch to clay pigeons while we wait?”

*Are you planning to return to Stone Enterprises? Joseph asked casually as we set up for the clay pigeon shoot.

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