The Devil's Possession

Alpha?

As soon as he walked through the door and left me standing in his room, I was thrown into a heap of envy as I began to look around. The place was neat and tidy aside from the floor that was littered with my clothes. The bed was humongous, so much so that it could probably hold me, mom and dad on one half.

From the looks of it, this guy's rich, very rich. He even has one of those massage chairs that I had back when father possessed a little cash. I loved that chair. I was quite heartbroken when I had to sell it as well as a few other things of mine to buy the crappy place we live in now.

I sighed, unlocking the door to the bathroom and stepping inside. I took a long bath, thoroughly scrubbing away the c*m that stuck to my skin and washing my hair. I might be too presumptuous to do this at his place and use his expensive shampoo but who cares? It's feels nice to be using the good stuff again.

When I left the bathroom around an hour later, I took out the first clothes my eyes caught sight of in the closet: Sweatpants and T-Shirt. Normally, I'd feel a bit uncomfortable in these types of clothing, but since his inebriating scent was still so thick in them, I had absolutely no problem with it. In fact, I'll be keeping these.

I tied my messy hair into a ponytail then grabbed the paper on which he had sloppily jotted down his number before heading out. I guided my gaze to the spot where I remembered leaving my heels and immediately spotted it sprawled out in the hall.

Heels and baggy sweatpants? Awesome.

After slipping them on, I walked down the hall then descended the stairs, my hands sliding along the banister whilst my eyes scanned the interior of his house.

Judging by how refined and untouched everything was, he had recently furnished the house. The floor was also void of dirt, glistening as if it had just been cleaned. Adding to its elegance, were the paintings and photographs on the wall. The paintings were mostly weird drawings and landscapes while the photographs mainly displayed images of alot of men grouped together, him being the one in the center.

He's a guy who looks to be a little over twenty, so it's pretty surprising that he has a house like this. But then again, it's possible that his parents are the ones who own it and not him. Either way, it's impressive.

I didn't get the chance to admire it as much as I wanted because suddenly, a tall, tan skinned man came rounding the corner. His thin lips stretched into a small smile when he spotted me.

"Hey, I'm Kenley. Kasan wanted me to give you a lift home. Is that alright with you?" He asked.

Kasan? So that's his name...?

I eyed the guy for a few seconds then nodded, my hesitance not lasting very long. He and Kasan's appearance seemed very similar. That gave me the idea that he was his brother or some other relative.

I followed him out of the house and into the sleek black Bugatti parked outside. He started the car and drove off when I buckled up. The road sign my eyes soon caught sight of a few minutes into the drive, notified me of where exactly I was: 'Grevin', the place where I first lived before my family went into hiding.

So Kasan lives in Grevin? How come I never saw him before? And how could I let him take me so far away from home last night?! I would've been dead meat if any of those dimwit Mafia guys recognized me here!

I sat up, my eyes sweeping over the buildings that flew by. It was all there...the flower shop I worked at for less than a week, the cafe I loved to visit whenever I was stressed and the boutique where I bought clothes every weekend.

It's nice to be back but I didn't really feel like I missed it. That's probably because I had lived among many people here but still found myself feeling lonely...I didn't have friends nor relatives, the only enticing thing here was the handsome men, nothing else. So, its pretty much as boring as in the woodlands where I lived now. The only difference was that I had freedom back then.

I leaned back with my cheek resting against the car seat as I continued to stare, spotting a few familiar but trivial faces.

"Where to?" Kenley broke the silence.

I turned my head towards him briefly then returned my gaze back to the busy street.

"Hauville." I answered lazily.

Once we arrived in Hauville, I took on the task of directing him towards where I lived and before long, buildings were replaced by trees as we neared the woodland.

"You live around here?"

I nodded, my eyes spotting the pathway that'd take me through the woods and to my house. You can't even spot the house without going in deep. Dad surely is hiding like a pro.

"You can just drop me over there, I'll walk the rest of the way." I pointed up ahead.

"In the woods?" His tone held the same disbelief his face showcased.

"What? Never seen a house in the woods before?" I rolled my eyes, feeling slightly offended. "Just stop the car. Thanks for the ride, dude."

But despite my words, he didn't stop, instead he took a sharp turn through the woods. His incredulous look had retracted, and now his eyes were eerily swirling with something sinister.

What the hell?

"I told you to drop me off! What the f**k?!"

Again, he ignored me and drove further in, then I filled with confusion when I saw two cars parked up ahead along with a van. And four guys paced back and forth in front of my house, strangely as if on the look out. When the sound of the car approaching reached their ears, they turned to look, their eyes staying glued to it for a while before averting.

Who are they? Dad's visitors? Or God forbid...the police?!

The car skidded to a stop and I quickly got out, readying myself to rush over and investigate the situation. But I had to cease my movements when Kenley slid out of the car as well.

I eyed him weirdly. "Where do think you're going?"

He didn't answer, instead, he walked around the car and grabbed my arm harshly, dragging me behind him as he stalked over to the front door.

"Let me go!" I shrieked, trying to yank my arm out of his grip but my strength was no match for his. He nodded towards the four men as he walked by them, sending another wave of confusion through my mind.

Someone please tell me what is going on here?!

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I screamed, glaring at the back of his head when he stopped in front of the door. "Let me the f**k go or I'll f*****g kill you!"

Finally, Kenley turned to look back at me, but the smirk on his face was quite unsettling. He yanked my arm harshly and I stumbled forward, nearly tripping over my feet. "You're a sly little one, aren't you?" He chuckled darkly and whilst staring at me with some weird glint in his eyes, he called out to someone behind the door, "Alpha...I brought you a special one."

Alpha? Who's he calling Alpha?

I stood in torturous confusion until the door was roughly pulled open and a familiar face graced my eyes.

Kasan?!