My Enslaved Alpha

What if, you fall in love with your guardian?

“ Go away…” Throwing the vase at the devil standing in front of me, I cried, " I said go, I don't want your filthy blood.”

“I can't.”

The man replied, in that same emotionless voice, that I'm condoning for the past sixteen years…since the day I was born.

“ Why…” I mumbled, looking up at him.

His bright blue eyes gleamed in the darkroom as he kneeled in front of me," Because I love you. “ He whispered, his seductive voice stopping my sane mind as I touched his hard chest, that alluring blood…flowing inside his body intoxicating me.

My red eyes met his blue ones, " No, you hate me, you hated vampires… you killed vampires…how could you love me?” I breathed out.

“ Because I am ordered to love you.” He replied in a severe tone…without any passion.

Love…did he even know what love is? He killed my family…before I could even see them and now, spending his life in slavery for the sins he committed … I'm his curse…but the way life is going on, it felt it's the other way around.

He is a curse…for me.

Glaring at him," Then f*ck me.” I ordered. If he loves me, then he should have s.ex with me, right?

“ Don't say such words, you are too young to think about that.” He replied, standing up.

“ Then kiss me” I demanded.

His lips touched my forehead just for a second,

“ on my lips.” I begged, But he turned around.

“ I can't”

My eyes stared at his back," Why not. You are here to please me, love me, aren't you?” I snapped.

“ Yes, I am compelled to love you…” He confessed, turning around and looking at my pathetic body,

“ but like your father.”