Joana's POV
"Going somewhere?" He asked with a straight face. I looked to the front and the driver was his beta Theo. He knew I was about to leave and I didn't tell anyone except the text I sent.
I quietly walked into the car and sat beside him. Taking slow breathe to calm my nerves.
"I wanted to get something," I replied, terrified out of my mind.
"Follow me," He said with a deep and clear voice. He stepped out of the car and walked back into the mansion. Without hesitation, I followed along and I noticed he was heading the opposite direction of my room.
"Where are we heading?" I asked but he remained quiet. He neither responded nor turned around to look at me. I began thinking of a way out, a contingency Incase it went south.
We stopped at the front of a giant door with a big star drawn at the front. The star was the symbol of the Armstrongs, so I guessed that the room was the Alpha bedroom. He pushed it open and beckoned on me to go ahead.
I walked into the majestic room suspiciously, curious because that was my first time in there and it was dimly lit.
It smelled dusty and old like it had been abandoned.
"Sit," He offered and went into the bathroom. My body acted before I could think and I sat down as demanded.
I waited while I heard him shower with hot steam escaping the bathroom. I reached out to my phone to call someone that might be able to help but noone came to mind.
"I wish you were here dad," I muttered to myself.
His voice jolted me by surprise. "What was that?"
"Jesus!" I exclaimed loudly.
"When did you step out? I didn't hear anything,"
"Why make noise when doing something? You might interrupt someone's thinking, " He responded.
I was about to speak when he let go of his towel and suddenly my face was covered with his nude.
"Put on_ something _clothes!" I shut my eyes as the uncomfortable feeling became even worse.
"Sit on the bed," He demanded as he applied deodorant.
Without question I obeyed. Something in me was stopping me from fighting back, I couldn't anymore, I was tired.
"What are you doing Joana? Why are you running from me" The question took me by surprise but I was satisfied because it was an opportunity to bait him.
The frustration I was holding in caused me to gnarsh my teeth in agony "I am tired of the constant fear! It's like I am in a prison,"
His reaction had shock written all over it. He adjusted closer, still in nude. "Prison? Joana, you are free. I try to give you what you need. Do you want space? Tell me what you want,"
"I need to be me. I need to run my things my way, I want to be able to get what I want and go where I want without some husband trying to get the better of me."
"You can be you Joana. Do what you want, run what you need, I am not holding you back." He replied softly.
"Just follow the instructions,"
"What instructions? Your submissive discussion? Hard pass and I am not interested in being your lapdog!" I growled my response.
He still remained calm, unfazed by my answer "You will be free Joana. Freer than you have ever been because I had taken that one thing that gives you a problem. The feeling of freedom restrict freedom"
"No,"
"Then let's play a game," He said
"A game?"
"Yes, if I manage to make you show your darkest self. I win," He stated swiftly without hesitation.
"Not interested," I replied and a smile crept on his face.
"I wasn't proposing it, you can't decline. You are mine Joana," He whispered into my ear, and a tingling sensation spiralled from the surface of my skin.
"The contract didn't say anything about submission, Dire. So don't try to play smart just because you want to satisfy yourself, "
"You think it's for my satisfaction? You are wrong. You think the contract doesn't involve you submitting? Also wrong. Our deal was that you become my wife but you stay out of my business. A wife submit to her mate,"
Before I could say another word, his lips collided with mine in an intense kiss.
"Win the game," He muttered as his hand slowly held mine in place. His tongue drew a fire line from my ear lobes to my neck, causing shivers to go through my entire body.
I felt it, I could feel it. The outburst of emotion as I tried blocking him out of my head.
"Let it out," He whispered and thoughtlessly I began letting out soft moans when he sucked my neck harder. His strong hands held mine in place, making me restricted and intense as I tried breaking free.
He stopped to stare at me, his face emotionless as he gazed into mine. He slowly unhooked my shirt, exposing my bare nipple.
"I just need one," He muttered and began sucking on it. The legs twitched the moment his tongue touched my skin, I felt an overwhelming heat within me. I held on to his head as he sucked harder on it.
My brain became blank. I knew how dangerous he was but yet, couldn't make him stop. I didn't want him to.
It seemed he was going to win the game because I could barely control my body. I could feel his heat against me as he sucked on it harder like he wants to rip it off my chest.
His hard genital poked against my gown as he thrusted desperately, hitting the walls of my vagina causing me to moan softly as my thighs ran wet.
"I can smell it, you are craving it aren't you? Submit," He said softly with his breath hitting against my face and his dick in between my thighs.
"No," I breathed heavily and with a creepy smile on his face, he placed his hand on my thighs and slowly ran his hand up to my pussy without breaking eye contact. He rubbed my wet pant gently with his fingers
I tried to look away but his voice was as cold as ice,
"Look at me,".
His gaze made me feel terror which made everything way more intense.
"Dire," I moaned and for a moment, I had imagined something else and he stopped.
I opened my eyes to see him getting dressed.
"You won the game Joana. Congratulations," He said with a fierce and angry voice, picked up a shirt and left the room.
It was the first time seeing him with an explained emotion and it startled me. And the weirdest part was that I didn't know what I did to trigger such an action.
He left me on the bed distorted with my heart pounding against my chest.