THE LONELY ALPHA

Chapter 3: Examine me.

~Mia Mondragon~

"It is quite sad that you do not recall what occurred on that day, or that you are simply pretending that you do not. My love bead is all I want you to return to me before we can call it quits."

After saying that, I firmly grabbed up my bag, turned around, and started walking towards the front door of the building. And Albert Ros raced up to my front and grabbed my shoulder as he blocked my path out of the building.

"What exactly are you up to? Release your grip on me, you scumbag of a deranged guy!" I made a valiant effort to dislodge his hands from my shoulder, but I was unable to do so.

As he flung me on the bed, Albert Ros make a frowning expression and check to see whether the door is locked. After that, he attempted to physically dominate me.

I was unable to move even one inch.

Albert Ros pushed himself up against me and stared at me with a contemptuous expression on his face. "Do you mean to claim that you don't know me?"

"I had no idea you were such a p*****t in the first place!" Let me go!" During the battle, I had both of my hands on his chest and continued to pound on it.

He took hold of both of my hands and placed them on each side of my head.

Almost immediately, Albert Ros gave me a sly grin and reached out with his other hand to touch me. I felt uncomfortable.

"You...... p*****t, you lowlife!" I contorted my body in an attempt to sidestep it, but it was to no use.

The audio recorder was yanked from my pocket with a deliberate motion, and he hung it in front of my sight.

"You really know how to make the most of this situation, don't you?" When Albert Ros told it to me, I was at a loss for words.

The whites of my eyes began to roll, and I desperately wanted to divert my focus away from this sickening act.

"Tell me about the love bead that you took from me." He asked me.

"What the heck, I have no idea, are you sick!"

Why does this guy insist on saying again and over that I took his love bead when I have no idea what he is talking about?

What a farce, it was the very first time I had encountered him.

Get up and Introduce yourself; Albert Ros has requested me to do so. It seems that I had a conversation with a psychopath today; if I had any inkling that my day would go the way it has, I never would have accepted this quest.

After looking at me from head to toe, Albert Ros prompted me to begin speaking while ensuring that I did not make any blunders. However, I was rendered speechless since the manner in which he gazed at me repulsed me.

"Mia Mondragon, who graduated from Philippines University and is now twenty-two years old..." He said as he took a seat on one of his pricey couches.

At this very moment, I was taken aback. So, he knew all there was to know about me?

"However, as a gold medal reporter, you must follow my instructions."

"For people like you, tracing a woman's family tree is not difficult at all."

After hearing this, Albert Ros' eyes glared at me with such a chilly expression, it seemed as if an ice cone may emerge from his eyes.

"Don't act like you're insane and foolish, where is the bead for the hundredth and last time?"

"If I'm being honest..." A click sounded, and before I could complete what I was saying, the mouth of a black hole appeared and began to direct itself towards me.

I immediately stopped talking, gulped, turned my face as quickly as I could flip a page in a book, and pretended to be happy about it all.

"There is something that has to be spoken! Since I am a trustworthy young girl, I have never taken anything from a guy in the past.

If it's okay with you, I'd like to go to the market and pick out a lovely bead for you. Or maybe you should inspect my body, if you will be able to locate any beads on me."

“Examine? Then, I'll look into it to verify whether or not what I saw the previous evening was indeed accurate."

As I saw Albert Ros rip open the insurance while the muzzle of the rifle was still directed at me, I was at a loss for words. He lowered my skirt without showing any pity.

"Ah hey…" I was unconsciously trying to hide it.

When Albert Ros gave a chilly snort and the barrel of the pistol began to shake, my first reaction was contempt, but I really did not want to die. It was all I could do to remove his hand.

My skirt was lifted millimeter by millimeter, and my skin was as pale and delicate as a baby's when the breeze blew.

When Albert Ros lost his temper, he shoved me out of his sight immediately, then drag me back.

"Damn it!"

He worked very hard to stifle the sensation of whimsy and continued to scrutinize everything very carefully.

My lower abdomen is toned and flat, and there is not the slightest indication of beads anywhere around my waist.

The whites of his eyes began to cloud up, and he saw a blue dot on the bottom part of my abdomen.

"Tell me where you were born, and if you have any marks on your body, what they are?"

"No, the mark you saw is a tattoo; are you happy with that?"

"Who was the first person you ever saw draw a blue dot tattoo on the side of their abdomen? This is a birthmark lady. Damn it!"

The pressure from Albert Ros drove me aside. I immediately put a halt to him and said, "What are you doing? Put an end to your thug behavior! I raise my voice to him.

"Did you just label me a hooligan, after taking what rightfully belonged to my love and having me wait for years before we could finally see?"

Even more perplexed, I asked myself, "When exactly did I take what rightfully belong to your lover?"

He didn't bother to answer my query, instead dropping the gun and continuing to march forward. Even though Albert Ros is a very powerful individual, there are times when he finds himself out of control.

This infuriated Albert Ros to a high degree. I was aware of his expression, and I am attempting to provoke him to the point of his worst annoyance.

My whole body was lifted by the might of his hands, and I was compelled to sit at the top of the bed, where I was obscured by the darkness.

My face was showered with smoke after Albert Ros took a searing snort, and the tips of my two nostrils came close to touching each other.

Each one is able to count the eyelashes of the other.

I felt as if I couldn't breathe due to the overwhelming presence of the potent aura.

All of the formerly dominant persons were no longer outside because I could not hear any sounds: "You... Don't play with me.."

No one can withstand the strain that Albert Ros puts on them and not succumb to terror.

The thin lips of Albert Ros opened just a little bit, and he mumbled things.

Much though the voice was already a bit muted, it managed to seem even more alluring.

When I blinked my eyes, my long eyelashes moved back and forth like two little brushes: "I apologize for addressing you in that manner..."

“Really? Mia Mondragon, you should know what the near gap between men and women is," Albert Ros's corners of his mouth raised as if he heard some hilarious joke.

"I… Well…" My mouth was partially covered by Albert Ros' tiny lips before I could even speak, and it became difficult for me to breathe as a result.

“Okay…” The quick withdrawal of Albert Ros from my body was accompanied by a brilliant crimson flare at the corners of his lips, and he said, "You bite me?"

His eyes were lustered in a hideous manner, as if they had been assaulted by his prey, and no beast would desire to bear such rage.

"Mr. Albert Ros, I assure you that I have never met you, and the reason I approached you today was only for an interview. What I am looking for, however, is your unique headline."

Not your lower body because it makes it quite evident that all you want to do is take advantage of me."

Albert Ros extended his thumb and rubbed it around his lips to remove the vivid scarlet.

The crimson that spread lent a touch of nefariousness to his already impressive face.

"Then, let's go back into familiar territory with one another!"

He gripped my lips and was so forceful and intimidating that there was no chance for resistance.

Albert Ros let go of my hand all of a sudden.

"I can see that you purposefully took my love bead with the intention of winning my love for yourself, but that's not going to happen since you're still behaving like a dead woman.

When you initially got into my bed, wasn't it as passionate as a raging fire? What is genuine right now?"

"What in the world are you talking about with such nonsense?" I said, "Give me back my voice recorder! I don't want you to be in my headlines again! I want to get out of here!"

"Think, and use your brain beautiful!"

My fight was quite loud in his office, but it was not loud enough to mask the sound of Albert Ros's heavy breathing.