Celebrity Alpha Series: Book one: The Billionaire Alpha's mate.

CHAPTER NINE

Mia was downcast. For the past one week after their little heated meeting at the gym, Cole had made a great show of ignoring her. That day, he sat in one of the numerous sitting rooms in the mansion talking to an overexcited Maria about his career as a professional wrestler and his multi billion construction company. When it appeared that Maria had lost a little bit of interest in him, he made a beeline for his room, not even sparing a disgruntled Mia a glance.

That evening, on their way to the pool, she and Maria had seen him taking a swim in the outdoor swimming pool. Seeing him bare chested, every part of his incredible body glistening with pool water had done insane things to Mia's heart. She had even looked forward to seeing him before leaving for the day, which was odd. Man, she even stayed longer than the normal time, hoping he would come downstairs for a snack or something but Cole stayed in his room all evening, going out later in the night, no doubt to meet his 'nightly entertainment'. Mia felt an odd little pang, whoever Cole slept with was not any of her Goddamn business, she thought. They were not an item after all. But that did not stop the green eyed monster from rearing it's ugly head.

Now, it was a new week and it was slowly coming to an end. Cole had stayed away from her through out the week. She always buised herself with her work around the house, talking to Grand pa Zach and the house staffs that had resumed work after their week off but that did very little to keep thoughts of Cole and their little affair in the gym out of her mind. Cole on the other hand was always out somewhere, doing one thing or the other. Once, as she was about to drive her truck into the garage, Cole was driving one of his fancy cars out as well. A look passed between them and Mia could swear that she felt a spark of electricity clear to her bones. The look he gave her that day was hot...and strangely possessive, like he was marking her, making her his. He was a werewolf, of course and werewolves were always very possessive about their mates. But she was not his mate...or was she? Mia shook her head to clear her jumbled thoughts.

Another little pang of jealousy rolled through her slender frame. Cole was bringing women into the house lately. A lot of them, and all of them were tall and elegantly slim. Damn, they looked so perfect, like they'd just walked out of the cover of some fashion magazine. He brought them in droves, through out the whole week. Mia felt that compared to those models, she practically looked like a worn out, shrivelled housewife. She knew Cole was trying to show her the type of women a billonaire like himself got involved with. Tall, fashionable women, with high class and even higher pride. But damn, Mia had her pride too. After everything she'd been through, her pride never wavered and she'd tried to show Cole that by behaving uninterested and undisturbed by the women he brought, even though he really loved to boss her around when ever they came.

She was after all just his housekeeper and his actions only helped her to remember her place. The kiss had been a mistake, one Cole never intended to repeat and even though it was the best kiss of Mia's entire existence, she tried to shove it right out of her mind, refusing to let Cole's cold behavior affect her. But he still watched her. She always felt his eyes on her, on her skin and even straight through her clothes. His eyes always burning a hot gold when ever she saw him through out the week, like he was burning up from inside, which confirmed her suspicions that the very sight of her made him angry...very angry.

However, Monday had turned to Tuesday, then Wednesday, then Thursday and now it was Friday and Mia had only caught glimpses of Cole through out the week. She missed him...sorely. A small sound behind her made her jump. She turned sharply, defence mode already at the ready. Her tense shoulders relaxed alittle when she saw Grandpa Zach.

"Say Mia, what are you thinking about? The damn doorbell's been ringin' for sometime now."

Mia stared at him, trying to calm her pounding heart. Grand pa Zach began advancing towards the door. Mia was sure that it was one of Cole's numerous bimbos at the door. Anger suddenly slamming through her, she came round the counter and started towards the door, ready to tell whoever it was to take a flying leap.

"Hey, Grand pa" She said, quickly walking past him, "Don't worry, I'll get it."

Mia pulled open the heavy glass door and the woman on the other side gave her an angry glare. Mia on the other hand was shocked, her shock slowly turning to anger as the seconds crept past.

"Vanessa? Vanessa Velazquez? What on Earth are you doing here?"

Vanessa laughed, a cold, devilish, triumphant laugh. She crossed her arms over her small breasts, looking smug.

"What do you think I'm doing here? I'm here for Cole of course."

No. This could not be happening. Of all the women in the friggin' world, Cole surely couldn't have chosen Vanessa Velazquez as one of his f**k buddies.

"What d'you mean by that. I'm sure you're not here for Cole, so what the hell are you doing here. Thought I told you to stay out of my life for good." Mia glared at her.

Vanessa spread her arms,

"And here I am. But I'm afraid sweetheart I'm not here for you. I'm here for your boss."

No. No way was she letting Vanessa close to Cole. No f*****g way."

"Cole is not expecting anybody today." Somewhere back in her mind, Mia rolled her eyes. As if Cole would have told her if he was expecting anyone.

Vanessa huffed, her topaz eyes narrowing to slits.

"I've got more things to do right now than stay out here arguing with you all day, so get outta my way, Mamacita."

"The only way I'm moving past this door is probably if I'm shot dead."

Valeria tried to push her way through and Mia shoved her, just a little, but Vanessa reacted like she had been pushed, falling down and landing on her butt with a loud wail. Then she heard Cole's voice behind her.

"Hey, Grand pa, is my masseuse here yet?"

He walked in a few short strides to the door, looked over Mia's shoulder like she was not there and let out a long string of curses when he saw Vanessa on the floor. He paused to give Mia an angry glare then pushed past her to help Vanessa up. She clung to him so tightly and Mia swallowed a let-go-of-him-he's-mine scream.

"Cole!" She cried, "Your employee hurt me."

Mia narrowed her eyes,

"And I'll do more than hurt you, Vanessa if you ever..."

"Shut up, Mia. Just shut the f**k up." Cole bit out angrily and Mia's next words froze on her tongue.

"Vanessa is here on my invitation. She's my goddamn masseuse!"

He turned to Vanessa and asked her if she was okay. She made a great show of being all sad.

"No, I'm not hurt. Thank heavens you came quickly or she might have seriously hurt me."

"Not a problem. Come on, let's go inside."

Cole took Vanessa's hand and led her inside the house, Vanessa smiling like the cat that got the cream. Meanwhile, Mia stood there speechless, trying to wrap her mind around the fact that Cole had just let her long time enemy inside the house and on top of that, he just humiliated her by taking Vanessa's side. Not that she could really blame him, he did not know of Mia and Vanessa's long time feud anyway.

Still seething, she stepped inside and closed the door. She could hear Vanessa flirting with Cole in that high pitched baby voice of hers. God, she was so annoying. Vanessa had managed to annoy Mia since their days in high school. Vanessa had always been a hot tempered, judgemental b***h and worst of all, she was a control freak. Mia and Vanessa had both been leaders of the Spanish club in school, back in Spain, Mia as president and Vanessa as her vice.

Vanessa had made it clear that she was not happy being Mia's vice. She wanted the position of president, of a goddamn high school club. Like the other rich, spoilt girls, Vanessa had a lot of pride and an even bigger ego. But she was also very beautiful, like drop dead gorgeous. She was all long blonde hair and big blue eyes, long limbs with a body that cried 'super model' in a bikini. And Mia was the direct opposite of her. Black hair, black eyes, big boobs and ass. Surely not what the men went for nowadays. They all liked the slim, classy girls. Girls like Vanessa. And Mia knew that Cole would probably sleep with her soon.

At the thought of that, anger, raw and hot, slammed though Mia's body. Vanessa had single handedly f****d all the boys that Mia had had eyes for in high school, all because Mia had made the foolish mistake of trusting her with her secrets. Vanessa had laughed at her in then end, not just her, the whole school had, because Vanessa had made sure that Mia's secret little girl crush stories spread through the entire school like wild fire. And now she was back, probably to cause more havoc. Mia did not know when she reached that decision but she vowed to make sure that Cole did not touch Vanessa. He could sleep with all the damn women in Sacramento but sleeping with Vanessa would be a slap in her face. She could not let that happen. She had to talk to Cole and soon.

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Cole was feeling restless...and hot. Despite the cool air that blew from the high powered AC in his suite, cool sweat still clung to his brows and trickled down his bare back. He paced from one end of the large suite to the other, aching from s****l tension. Man, these days he felt as randy as a teenager, his c**k always standing up to its full, stiff height when ever he caught the slightest whiff of a particular woman's delicious scent. That woman was downstairs right now putting up a hell of a show out of ignoring him. Cole was not used to being ignored, and he was not used to going so long with a slightly painful erection.

He could satisfy his s****l needs with anyone he chose to but the one woman he wanted refused to even give him the time of the day and his long runs in the woods that surrounded his mansion were not helping.

"We need her, you i***t. Go get her.' his wolf snarled.

"Shut up " Cole growled at it.

But damn the stubborn beast was right. He needed Mia Rodriguez and he needed her right now. She was supposed to be home by nine tonight and looking at his Rolex, it was barely past seven. Cole hastily donned a shirt, not caring to button it, then he yanked open the door to his bedroom. He stopped dead in his tracks as he was greeted by brain melting whiffs of Mia's sweet scent. She was somewhere close. He was about to look for her down the lit hallway when she suddenly appeared from the utility room directly opposite his suite.

He stared at her, finding it hard to believe that she'd come to him instead.

Not giving her a chance to speak, he quickly advanced towards her, pinning her against the utility room door, beneath his massive size. She had a wide look of shock on her beautiful face as she looked up at him with big, black eyes. Cole stared into the bottomless pools of her gaze and couldn't help thinking again that someone had hurt her. The very idea of someone hurting Mia sent a raw rush of fury through his body. Though she always acted all tough and annoyed, Coke knew that Mia was so soft and vulnerable, someone could hurt her without even trying that hard, though he had the feeling that she would put up one hell of a fight first.

As if sensing his anger, Mia twisted in his arms, trying to get free. No mother friggin' way was he letting her go. Not just yet. He lifted his arms, trying to push the heavy blanket of hair out of her eyes and she gasped...and flinched, as if trying to block a blow. Cole's entire frame tightened with a white hot blast of fury. Someone had hurt her after all. He lifted his fingers to her chin and nudged it upwards to look into her eyes, which currently gleamed with embarrassment, no doubt at her reaction to his touch.

"Someone hurt you Mia. Who the f**k was it?"

She gasped,

"Wh...what are you talking about?"

Cole smiled, a hard smile. She was such a bad liar.

"Don't play dumb with me Mia."

"Let me go Mr. Anderson, I've got things to do."

Cole brought up one solidly muscled forearm and planted it against the wall on the side of her face, caging her in.

"You seem to forget that you came up here. And you can drop the act,Mia, because I'm not letting you out of here until you answer my questions."

Mia's eyes narrowed to slits, her anger evident in glistening eyes.

"What ever happened, Mr. Anderson, it's personal and I intend to keep it that way."

No. No bloody way was he going to let her get away without knowing who had been foolish enough to lay his hands on her. A name was all he needed.

"Well, Mia, you leave me no choice."

Mia let out a high pitched squeal as Cole moved with a speed that surely wasn't human, bundling her up in his arms and carried her into his suite.

"Let. Me.Gooooo..."

Cole was sure that he heard his beast snarl the word "never" as he deposited Mia in the middle of the room then turned to twist the key in the lock. Cole hated the sick fear he could see in Mia's eyes and smell on her scent. The horrified look in her eyes made it obvious that someone had indeed forced to her to do something she had not wanted to do. f**k! Tired of all the bullshit, Cole walked towards her, her scent becoming stronger as he got nearer, playing havoc on his senses.

He stood directly in front her, trying to tell her with his eyes that he would never hurt her. He'd rather die that hurt a woman.Her scent got stronger, and he took large pulls of it with his overly sensitive wolf nose and it hit his system like a drug...one that he could no doubt get addicted to. Cole felt the Earth shift beneath him as his mind began reeling. He looked down into Mia's eyes again and in that instant he knew. Mia was HIS. This beautiful, hot headed Spanish beauty was his. She was his mate, his better half, the only one that could complete him...forever.

"About time you realized." his beast scoffed. Cole rolled his eyes. So like his wolf to gloat.But damnit she was his and he wanted to shout it from the rooftops.

But he could show her instead. Show her how much he wanted her to be with him, how much she belonged to him.

"Let me out of here Mr. Anderson. You may be my boss but this behaviour is... oomph!"

Cole was tired of letting her push him away with her words. He swallowed her protests with a deep kiss and she stiffened in his arms. Determined to thaw her out, he wrapped his arms around her small waist and pulled her to him, her entire length plastered tightly against his, then he angled his head and deepened the kiss. After a few seconds, Cole felt his heart soar as she finally gave up the fight and sagged against him in sweet surrender.

He pulled her even closer, branding her with his lips and tongue. His hand roamed over her soft body, her sweater covered breasts and bare arms.God, she felt so good, so right. She made a soft mewling sound as her fingers delved into his hair, pulling him closer as she sought for power in their tight embrace. Sensing that there was an explanation behind her actions, Cole equally surrenderd to her and she twined her hot tongue with his, moaning in pleasure. They kissed for what seemed like a lifetime and Cole adjusted her weight to press the heel of his palm against her lace covered crotch.

God, she was already wet and ready for him to sink into her ...and make the bite that would make her his forever.

Somewhere back in his mind, Cole registered that he had to tell Mia about the wolf part of his nature. That He could turn into a bloody nine foot tall creature when the moon came out, but not now, not tonight. Tonight, he was going to get into Mia's wet p***y and stay there for as long as it took. His palm pressed again against her crotch and she moaned into his mouth, arching her back and pressing down harder against his palm. He slipped a finger into her and she gasped, stumbling back like she'd been slapped.

And in that instant, Cole knew that his mate had been sexually abused in the past.

Hell, she had a haunted look in her eyes, one he would probably remember for the rest of his Goddamn life.