The Alpha’s Unwilling MateUpdated at Oct 30, 2024, 19:02
Just as I settled deeper into the bath, enjoying the brief moment of quiet, the door to the bathroom swung open with a loud creak. My heart leaped into my throat as I screamed in shock, sitting upright in the tub. The bubbles splashed around me, and my hands instinctively flew to cover my chest.
“Faruk?!” I yelled, terror lacing my voice. “What are you doing? Get out!”
He stood in the doorway, completely unbothered, his dark eyes locking onto mine. There was a slight smirk on his face, as if my reaction amused him. “I’m getting into the tub with my mate,” he said calmly, as though it was the most normal thing in the world.
“Get out!” I shrieked again, panic rising in me as I watched him begin to peel off his clothes. He wasn’t listening to a word I said, and the horror of it all made my skin burn. “Faruk, I swear—”
But he ignored me. One by one, his clothes hit the floor, and I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks as he continued undressing. There was no stopping him. He was stubborn, unyielding, and apparently, had no regard for my personal space.
I pressed myself against the back of the tub, trying to create as much distance as possible, but the bath wasn’t large enough for any real escape. My heart raced as he stepped into the tub, the water sloshing around with his weight.