Enslaved By Alpha Damien

filth

Damien's POV

The car accelerated so fast. I was boiling with much anger and hate. I felt humiliated. My fingers balled into a fist and I shattered the tinted glass.

I was covered in vomit. Funny, huh? And stupid as it seems. My lips were also covered with her disgust. I kept wiping it off, but the stench kept sinking deep into my nostril.

It was getting more and more irritating. The worst of it was that I was so covered from head to toe. Even my shoes were sticky.

The car was smelling while her annoying face was still showing in my head. I wish I could pull my head and rip that part off. I hate this, I hate all of it.

I fumed, grumbled, and I clasped the air with my bare hand, imagining it was her neck I was snapping.

“We are here” the driver announced, and I stormed out of the car, heading towards my mansion. My aura was deadly and no one dares to approach me in such a state.

I was drenched in filth and what came next was to get myself out of it. I was restless until I got inside and straight to the bathroom.

I blasted the door out of my way as I troop in. The first thing I did was to pull off my tie, then my clothes slowly. My body was all sticky. The more I pulled my cloth off, the more her froth dripped down my chest. It had a color and smelled like booze.

I could tell she had her fill of booze only to come offload it on my clothes.

However, I was able to pull it off. My body was still covered with froth, so I walked toward the shower, turned it on and drips of water rained down on me.

I used my hand to slowly wash away my body after grabbing a soap from the tub. I thought the warm water would cool my head off from everything, but it didn't.

Just then, I recalled when my wolf said 'mate' in the club.

I remembered how it kept rejoicing and ventilating my head with so much noise. Hearing this, I couldn't hold the urge. Her welcoming aura and strong scent also gave me the impression.

Although I tried my hardest to fend her off, when she came running alongside me to my car and after shutting the door in her face, I felt a gush of loneliness in me.

My body began to misbehave, and my wolf warned me never to let go. I couldn't even tell when my body moved on it and pulled her into the car. Before I knew it, I slammed my lips on hers.

It all felt so right, and for a moment, I wanted to believe my wolf was right. That she was my mate, only for me to have a turn of events.

She f*****g puked on me! What the heck? The warm water turned cold and my eyes turned red. I didn't realize when I grabbed the shower pipe and broke it.

The water stopped coming, and I was left stranded in the tnr bathroom. The good thing was that I had washed her filth off me, but the anger was still there and radiating around my body. I wanted to kill someone at least to quench this bloodlust.

Angrily, I walked out after wrapping a towel on me. Just then, my eyes landed on the cloth I pulled moments ago. I quickly headed out again and reached for my phone, then I dialed a number.

“Get down here to my place now” I ordered, then hung up.

My hand ran through my hair and I heaved out a loud scoff. My eyes rolled around before I walked to the wardrobe and got myself into some fine clothing.

“Knock! Knock!”

Shortly after, a knock came on the door.

“Come in” I ordered.

A man walked in. He was one of my subordinates and soon after he bowed before me.

“Go in there, pack those filthy clothes, and send them over to that girls' house from earlier” I ordered with cold eyes while pointing at the bathroom.

“Yes sir” he replied and walked off.

I watched how he brought the clothes out. It was still dripping froth, staining the floor of my fort, and the stench kept coming out.

Her image came back to my head and remained glued to my head. I tried brushing it off, but it wasn't working.

Those clothes were reminding me of her and I needed it out of my sight.

“Sir, that girl earlier… you want me to deliver these clothes to her?” He asked again. His expression was a mixture of confusion and doubt.

“What? Didn't you hear what I said, or were you deaf? Send those clothes over to her house. Don't let me repeat myself” I warned. My eyes stared daggers at him, but he dared not look back. He knew how ruthless I could be, and just my eyes were burning his body up.

“Am sorry… I will get this done right away” he shivered as he packaged the clothes properly and dropped them inside a thin bag. I watched how he did all that while pacing back and forth restlessly.

I feel so overwhelmed. She had played her part on me, but I won't let this slide. I must make sure to pay her back for this humiliation she brought to me, I won't let her get away with this.

This filth would serve as a message to her, but I wasn't done. My steeled eyes flashed off nothing but hatred. I looked like I would burn the whole world down with the kind of anger boiling inside me.

A thought came to my head and I looked towards the door. My subordinate was almost out when I called out to him again.

“Make sure to get every information on that girl. I mean everything. Her whereabouts, address, friends, and everything” I ordered again before dismissing him.