The Alpha's Possession

Carlos Luciano!

****Carlos POV****

At first, I wish I never knew this restaurant for years. I would have gone to hotel instead, to have this meeting. But this restaurant knows my actual taste and their food are actually very good, that's the reason why I come here. My mood was ok till this girl decided to ruin everything by serving me what I never wanted.

She had also mentioned a name familiar to me.

Morgan.

She's from the Morgan family. Judging by her expression, she doesn't know what will happen to her soon.

"I asked a question" I said again, waiting to confirm if she's really from the Morgan family.

"Yes, I'm a Morgan. Do you know me?" She asked, looking upset. I love to see people upset and weak. She looks both strong and weak. I can't really tell. I'm not here to study her, I'm here to sign this f*****g deal and go back home.

"How old are you?" I asked.

She folded her arms.

"Why do you wish to know that? It's personal " she said.

"Fine, your age is personal. When will you turn 18?" I decided to twist the question. She frowned deeper.

"Mr Carlos, enjoy your meal " she said and was about to turn.

"You don't walk out while I'm talking " I said, staring down at the table. She stopped and faced me again.

"You can't also tell me what to do"

"I'm not telling you. I'm ordering you. If you want to get fired, walk away" I threatened her. I know how poor the Morgan family is. One of them is at my father's house. I should probably check on her or not. I remember when I was little. My father would beat her, using his belt or whip. It depends on his anger level.

I can't wait to treat this one that way also. She's going to be one of my property yet, she has the right to walk out on me and talk to me anyhow.

"What do you want?" She asked me.

"Answer my question and leave. When will you be eighteen?" I asked again.

"In two days time" she said.

I smirked. In two days time, I'll own her. She'll be mine. I'll make sure to give her an extraordinary welcoming she had ever received.

"You can leave" I said, waving my hands at her.

"I'll talk to you..."

"You won't speak to her. Sign the deal and enjoy your meal" I said, interrupting Mr Stewart. No one will talk or associate with Layla. She's mine.

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Hours later, I was done with the deal. I'll have to report to my father to hand the contract to him. How stressful.

I entered into the car and sanitized my hands.

"Father's mansion" I ordered the driver.

"Yes Master" he replied and drove off.

I wore my sunglasses back as my assistant kept on talking to me about God knows what.

I had Layla in my mind. Why am I thinking about her? Or I'm just anxious to finally own her. I'm the kind of person that's always protective of whatever I own. No one touches my thing without my permission no matter what the thing is. Whatever I want, I also get.

"... And the signature... Master.... master?" Pablo called me back, driving me out of my thoughts.

I turned and stared at him, lowering my sunglass.

"What?" I asked.

He sighed deeply.

"I've been talking to you for the past ten minutes master" he said.

"Okay" I replied and looked outside the window again. I turned to Pablo again.

"About the Morgan family, when would they submit their daughter?" I asked. Pablo must know something.

"When she clocks eighteen master"

"Well, go over to their place tomorrow and make sure they do not forget to submit their daughter. If they are late, I'll punish them" he said.

"Yes master" Pablo replied.

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Hours later, we got to my father's house.

I alight from the car and took off my glasses. It was evening already. The sun is down.

The butler rushed to me and bowed.

"Greetings master"

"Where is my father?" He asked.

"Inside, master" he bowed again. I quickly walked pass him with Pablo by my side.

"Your brother is inside master" Pablo announced, whispering to my ear. I stopped walking and faced him.

"Why are you just telling me that Pablo?" I asked, groaning.

"I..I just saw his car Master. Forgive me" he bowed. I clenched my fist angrily. I was mad at Manuel for ruining one of my cars the last time he visited my house. I sighed and walked into the house.

I had just entered when I saw them in the dinning room. My mom is gone, she died days after given birth to Camila, my younger sister.

They were all eating dinner. My dad was laughing at Manuel's joke.

"Oh my goodness, that was so funny" he concluded after I had walked in. Camila stood up and hugged me.

"Hi Carlos" she said.

"Hi" I simply said and sat close to her. Manuel didn't even greet me. Perhaps, he was feeling guilty of what he did the last time. He didn't even apologize to me. He just ran away and never returned.

"What brings you here son?" Dad asked me. No one wants my presence. They are always scared of me, Including my father. I will discard everyone of them once I become Alpha. Just only if we find the tree power keeper.

"Pablo" I called his name. He already knows what to do.

Pablo brought out the contract from the bag he was holding and handed it over to my father.

"I already signed the contract with Mr Stewart's company. We are taking 70% of the profit share" I said.

"That's huge son. I'm proud of you" he said. He was always proud of me.

"And father, the Morgan's daughter will be coming over to my place tomorrow. You should release the one in your care" I said. I pitied her when I was young. She had gone through a lot for so long.

It's time for Layla to continue from where she stopped.

"Sure, I would"

"Why does he get a personal slave while I don't?" Manuel finally spoke out.

"You finally have tongue to speak, huh?" I asked, as I shot him a hard glare.

"Spare your brother. He's still young. You can always replace your cars" dad said. He was right, I can always replace my cars. I stood up and adjust my suit.

"I'll get going now" I said and left.

"Bye Carlos" Camila waved but if I didn't even reply. I just left the house silently. I can't wait for get home and take my bath.

I've touched a lot of dirty things today.

****Layla POV****

I rushed into the house and slammed the door close. There was no power supply. They had cut it off. We didn't have money to pay. f**k! I cursed under my breath. I walked towards my mom who was trying to stand a candle on the center table.

"Mom"

"What Layla?" She replied. I didn't say anything till she was finally done standing the candle.

"I have something to tell you" I said.

"Why can't you say it in front of the whole family?" Dad asked. I had no idea he was sitting at the corner. The room was dark, of course.

" What if it's something personal? Come with me" Mom said and wanted to walk me out if the sitting room but I stopped her.

"No, it's not personal. I met with someone today, guess who?" I asked. Mom and dad exchanged glances and stared back at me.

" Who?" Mom asked.

"Carlos Luciano" I said. I saw the shocking expression on mom's face even if I couldn't clearly see dad's face.

"You must be tired. I'll go get your dinner ready" mom said, trying to avoid what I just said.

"I don't want to eat mom. He was surprised when I mentioned my surname. Why? You are also shocked when I mentioned his f*****g name..."

"Language Layla. Your sister is in the room" dad said, still hiding his facial expression in the dark.

"Tell me, what's happening?" I asked.

Mom sighed and walked closer to me, taking me by my hands. She sniffed in and raised her head to stare at me.

"You should pack up Layla. You'll be going to your master's mansion tomorrow" Mom said. I was dumbstruck, unable to speak. I felt dumb for that moment. No word could escape from my lips. I could only glare at my mother until she spoke again.

"Layla, I'm sorry. We are sorry. It's our tradition"

"What stupid tradition mom? I get to become a slave? To who?" I asked. I hope I won't hear his name. No, I don't want to.

"Carlos Luciano" mom said. I slipped my hands out of my mom's hand.