"A-Alpha Gotti!" Henry stammered.
He could be seen turning instantly pale as he shook with fear.
"No way," Anita murmured to herself as she stared at the tall figure walking into the room with a bone-chilling aura around him.
He was wearing his signature dark clothes, his unbuttoned shirt showing the tattooed head of a scary-looking dragon on his smooth, muscular chest, adding to his dangerous look.
She couldn't believe her eyes, this just went to confirm that whoever programmed her life must be a sadistic person. If not, why would they transmigrate her into a life that involved the most feared Alpha mafia king in the whole wide world?
She recognised Alpha Gotti Brastov the moment she saw his face; who wouldn't? Even the government feared him.
Now, it made her wonder what kind of business her stupid stepbrother must have gotten into with such a dangerous man.
"Tell me this, Henry," Gotti said in a calm voice.
Gotti ignored everyone in the room, pinning his eyes on Henry's pale face.
"What year is this?" Gotti asked menacingly.
"2-2026," Henry replied, keeping his face to the floor.
"Mm, what year did you owe me?" Gotti transferred his gun from one hand to another.
"2023, Don," Henry said, his hands shaking.
Gotti nodded, not saying a word.
Anita's eyes widened from the reply her stepbrother had just given.
2023? 2026? What were those? The latest year she could remember was 2019! She was sure she committed suicide in October 2019; what was all this?
With time travel and transmigration, her life had just upgraded to confusion pro-max.
"Henry? Were you trying to run away from me?" Gotti asked calmly, walking toward him.
Anita's heart was pounding so loud she feared she'd go deaf from the sound, but she tried to keep her emotions in check as Gotti walked past her to get her brother.
"N-no, Alpha, it was him, he asked me to run," Henry cowardly pointed at his servant boy beside him.
"Did he now?" Gotti asked with a slight tilt of his head.
"Argh!" Anita screamed, frightened by the sound of the gunshot and the sight of blood as it flowed from the now-dead servant boy's head.
She couldn't believe this was how easy it was for Gotti to kill people.
Like they were stock animals marked for slaughter.
She quickly bit her lips to keep more sounds from coming out as she saw Gotti's face turn toward her. She'd been careless, how could she scream so loudly in front of a killer?
"You got yourself a toy," Gotti said and slowly walked over to Anita, raising her face with the muzzle of his gun below her chin.
Anita was shaking, her extremities turning cold and sweaty from fear.
She dared not look into his eyes, afraid to offend him if she did so.
Gotti noticed how scared the girl below him was and it piqued his interest instantly.
Fear.
And wolfless.
That was his best element to detect his prey; he enjoyed being the predator, and something told him that the shaking girl below him would make good prey.
She had no wolf scent, yet, there was a distinct scent on her that stirred something feral within him.
"She's my stepsister, you can have her, please, take her in place of my debt," Henry offered.
He knew Gotti was always in need of girls for his club and for his personal use, he wouldn't mind giving up his stepsister if it meant paying off his hideous debt.
Gotti chuckled darkly, scaring the life out of Anita. He stared into her misty blue eyes and questioned, "Do you agree?" He used the muzzle of his gun to fix her black hair behind her ears.
Anita shivered from the feel of the cold metal on the skin of her ear, closing her eyes in fear.
"Yes, Alpha, I promise you, she'll make great profit–Argh!" Henry shouted painfully, holding his bleeding shoulder.
Gotti had shot him.
"Quiet." Gotti's dark voice rang coldly around the room.
Anita almost passed out from the gore in front of her.
"Now, back to you, Bunny. Are you willing to save your brother and come with me?" Gotti asked in a deadly tone.
Anita knew her reply, but she feared to voice it, what if it got her killed instead?
"I—"
"Times up, Bunny. You're coming with me," Gotti said and removed the gun from her face.
"No! Not me, please! Take him instead!" Anita screamed helplessly as the armed men lifted her off the floor, and headed toward the exit.
"Silence!" Gotti growled.
Anita instantly shut her mouth, fear consuming her.
"You think I'm stupid for not taking him?" Gotti asked Anita in a quiet tone.
"N–no," Anita replied.
"You see, just like he said, you'll be more useful to me, Bunny," He raised his hand to her face and slowly ghosted his thumb across her lower lip, not quite touching her.
Anita understood what he meant instantly, and it made her sink deeper into fear.
She was going to be forced to become a sex slave for this monster, all because of her cowardly and wicked stepbrother.
"But, don't worry, he too, will pay for his sins," Gotti said and signalled his men to lift Henry off the floor.
"You know what to do," He said indifferently.
"Yes, Alpha," The men replied.
"No, please, I've paid off my debt! No, don't do this, pleeaasse!!!" Henry screamed as they dragged him behind the house, and the next thing that was heard was the loud sound of a gun being fired.
Anita could only cry as they dragged her into the huge van, throwing her in like a sack of potatoes and closing the door on her.
She sat in a corner and wept loudly, afraid for herself.
Her life was comical; she had committed suicide to run away from a miserable life, just for her to transmigrate into a more dreadful life. Her only compensation was her beautiful body, but they still fixed her up in the same miserable family.
At that point, she would have endured it if it were just her miserable family, but, no, this time, her life got much worse as she landed herself in the hands of the most dangerous Alpha mafia king in the whole wide world.
She really wished she had died in the truck.
After a very long ride, Anita felt the van come to a stop, her heart beating erratically in fear of what was to come.
How was she going to be able to survive such a fierce and dangerous man?
"Out," A bald man said as he opened the door of the van.
Anita weakly climbed down from the van with her shaky legs, and the man quickly drove the van into the garage.
Looking around the compound, Anita instantly concluded that this was Alpha's pack house.
Different types of cars were parked under the open garage; the water fountain had an expensive-looking black dragon sculpture at the centre, and the water flowed out from its mouth.
The house itself was an expensive mansion, the intimidation was felt just by looking at the building.
Anita was scared.
Why was no one around? Where were all those men who dragged her into the van? And, where was the mafia king himself? Was this a test to see if she'll try to run?
She sighed and decided against it, it'll just get her killed.
She knew that from then on, her life no longer belonged to her, she was now one of Alpha Gotti Brastov's slaves.
She'd heard about all his doings in her previous life, but she never imagined that she would be experiencing it firsthand one day.
What a cruel world.
She could only hope she wouldn't become his sex slave, she knew he had other uses for girls other than sex. She was ready to do any kind of job— anything, as long as it wasn't sex.
She looked around one more time and wondered where she should go, or if she could just escape as no one was there to stop her?
Maybe, she should try walking toward the tall, dark gate.
The moment she stepped a foot forward, the gate started to slide open, causing her to retract her step and maintain her initial position.
She hugged her body as different kinds of cars drove into the compound, but the moment Gotti's car drove in, she knew from how expensive and scary the car looked.
She started tremble from fear of the unknown, afraid for her poor life.
The men came down from the cars and lined up facing each other at the entrance of the mansion.
Her heart drummed loudly in her chest as Gotti slowly opened his door and put down his leg first.
Anita drew in a sharp breath, everything about him scared her, even his shoes.
He came out of the car and slowly walked toward Anita, towering over her and causing her to shrink back in fear.
"Welcome home, Bunny " He murmured and walked past her into the house.
"Prepare her for tonight," He ordered as he walked into his huge gigantic doors.
"Yes, Alpha," A young man responded and immediately walked toward Anita.
"Follow me," The young man said beside her.
Anita had no other choice but to follow. She noticed that most of the men were out of sight, only a few stood guard at the corners of the compound.
Anita followed the young man into the building and was almost blinded by how bright everything shone under the bright light.
The living room was vast as expected with expensive furniture and gadgets and a long staircase leading up to somewhere she didn't know and didn't want to know.
She silently followed the young man into the long passageway on the left; when they reached the end of the passageway, they turned right again, but they were met with a huge, sturdy door.
The young man pressed the doorbell on the wall and the door instantly opened.
"Hi, Paul. New girl?" A lady who looked to be in her mid-forties asked.
"Yes, Vivian. I'll take my leave," Paul replied and left, leaving Anita standing in front of the woman.
Anita couldn't believe her eyes; she had thought the girls here would be prancing around naked, but it seemed like she was wrong.
Vivian was modestly dressed in a brown suit gown, her brown hair neatly clipped behind her head.
"Quit staring and come in, young lady," Vivian's sharp voice snapped Anita out of her reverie.