Chained By The Alpha Jessica Hall

Book 2 Chapter 13

"This isn't... didn't..." he stumbles over his

words, obviously conflicted

"It's not so glamorous up close now, is it?" I snap at him. His lips press into a thin line, but he doesn't respond

I wanted to stop dancing, to get off his lap and walk away from this confusing, maddening man, but his previous threat to drag me out of there lingers in my mind. If I did that, there is no doubt that he'd carry out his promise. And that is if he didn't inform Alpha Zayn about my secret job first, making me the laughingstock of the pack

So, instead of stopping, I put more effort into my

movements. If Vance 1s going to make me dance for him alone tonight, then he is going to get a show he'd never forget- whether he wants it or not

"Happy now?" I hiss venomously at him between grit teeth, keeping my eyes averted from his downcast gaze

Without looking at me directly, he leans forward and slams back a shot of liquid from a glass sitting precariously on the edge of our booth's table. "T don't believe your financial situation has plummeted this badly; you come from a wealthy family," He retorts. "This isn't you, Maya."

His statement strikes hard, and I can't help but flinch at his words. "You don't know anything about me," I snap back. My heart pounds against my chest with anger and hurt... and perhaps

something more? Humiliation

His fist clenches tighter around the shot glass, and for one anxious moment, I fear he'll shatter it

"Maya," he begins carefully, finally looking directly into my eyes. "If you need help, ask; the pack will help." I shake my head

"Perhaps I like working here," I tell him, though that is a lie

He raises an eyebrow as if he could sense the lie in my words. "Is that so?"

"Maybe," I tell him, leaning in closer, our faces mere inches apart. My lips curl into a playful smile even though my heart 1s racing. Playing this game with Vance has become dangerous, knowing he can out me to everyoneAll content is © N0velDrama.Org.

A smug smirk pulls at his lips. "Then prove it."

The music changes then, and the sultry beat is replaced with a harsher rhythm that vibrates across the entire club. I feel every pulse drum against my skin, every bass drop ripple through the air around me

Slowly, I sink lower down onto his lap. His breath hitches, and I smirk. "Am I making you uncomfortable, beta?"

"Not at all," he retorts, just a hint of strain creeping into his voice as my hips apply a little pressure on his growing arousal

His hands snake around my waist, pulling me closer to him, and I stifle a gasp of surprise at his boldness and my own response. His scent surrounds me like an intoxicating fog, musky and purely male, igniting a fire deep within me

that I can't ignore as he positions me right over his cock, which is straining against his pants. I continue to dance, watching eagerly as he grows more rigid beneath me like he is trying to hold back from touching me. He's uncomfortable; I know he is

Can see it in the way his eyes flicker, the way his lips just parted as I pressed my barely covered pussy against him. As the music slows, my pace slows, and his breathing grows harsher

He watches me, his gaze trailing over my body in a way that has heat creeping up my neck, my nipples hardening in the thin bra

When the song ends, I straighten up and attempt to slide off his lap. "I take it you've had enough?" I ask him while trying to calm my pounding heart

His hands grab my thighs, and he doesn't let go

Instead, he grips me tighter against him with a growl. "You wanted to tease me," he says. "Now it's my turn." I open my mouth to respond, but he cuts me off

"In every way imaginable," Vance challenges, his gray eyes flashing with a dangerous glint

"Starting with this," he adds, and without any warning, pulls me hard against him