Maid for the alpha

CHAPTER3

"Are you feeling okay?" Hans asked for the umpteenth time

Imogen looked like she had seen a ghost

The alpha? Her mate?

Was that why he had rejected her?

"I'm fine Hans.. Thank you"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes... I... I just got a bit claustrophobic" She quickly thought of a suitable lie that matched the situation

"Not used to large gatherings huh?" Hans said, lightly patting her back

She nodded with a forced smile

He could easily tell that she was an omega... It was too obvious, with how petite she was. She looked fragile and...weak, but undeniably beautiful, with her caramel-colored skin and perfectly curved physique.

Hans was mesmerized the first time he saw her... and even now as she innocently drank water from the cup he had grabbed for her before they left the ballroom.

Had it been that he did not already have a mate, he would have surely chased after Imogen.

"I think you should get back inside, wouldn't want to get you into trouble" Imogen muttered as she handed him the cup

Hand laughed "Get me in trouble?"

"Don't butlers get in trouble too?" She wondered why he was laughing, but it made her momentarily forget about what had just happened

"I am not a butler. I am the Chief of Staff" Her eyes widened as he spoke...

"What?" She choked out "But Sir Walsh?..."

"He is my assistant"

Hans, whom she had been conversing so freely with...she would never have guessed that, especially with how young he looked

"Oh...I..." she didn't know what to say

"It is okay Gen, we are friends now," he said with a reassuring smile.

Imogen was surprised that he had already considered her a friend and even shortened her name to 'Gen'.

She smiled... nobody had ever given her a nickname.

He went ahead to tell her to take the rest of the day off and then offered to escort her to her quarters

Imogen reluctantly agreed but she was internally grateful.

"Make sure you rest and be up early tomorrow" Before he revealed that he was the chief of staff, she had told him about how she overslept and missed the morning allocation

Imogen face palmed as Hans laughed

"Thank you, Sir Hans," she said through her palms which covered her face

"Sir Hans?" He asked, raising a brow

"Save it for when people are around," he said

"Thank you, Henry," Imogen said mockingly while grinning. They both laughed.

Hans dropped her in front of the maid's quarters before returning to the ballroom

She let out a sigh, grateful that she could go back to bed... she needed that much

But before she could go in, she sniffed in an all too familiar scent... her knees trembling as she slowly turned around.

Alpha Dante had spotted Imogen in the ballroom as he stood to give his speech. He had seen her with Hans... he had seen Hans put his hand on her...he didn't want any man putting his hands on her...

He had left the ball early and went after her, and now here she was, looking up at him with her innocent doe eyes

He had been thinking about her since last night...thoughts of her face, her body, and her moans drove him mad... he had barely gotten any sleep... and right now he wanted to spank her

"Come," he said before walking away from her

Confused as she was, Imogen quickly followed him

There was something about his voice that made her want to obey his every command.

She eagerly increased her pace to catch up with him... she was soon half-running but quickly came to a halt as she almost bumped into him

Dante had suddenly stopped at a dark corner in the hallway... his room was too far...

"Bend over," he said

"Huh?" Imogen felt her private area tingle with excitement

"Bend over" Dante repeated, nearly losing his patience

"I..."

He lost it... first, she made him repeat himself, and now she wasn't doing what he said.

In a flash, he grabbed her by the waist and bent her over his knees

Imogen gasped

Dante rose her dress, exposing her bum covered in transparent black pantyhose

He could see her black lace thong underneath the pantyhose

His member, which had gotten erect when he saw her in the ballroom hardened even more, leaving a visible bulge in his black dress pants

He slowly caressed her bum before lifting his palm to spank her

She moaned, legs trembling in anticipation

"I was going to do this five times before letting you go" he spanked her again

She whimpered

"But now, I'll spank you" he spanked her again

"Ten times" he spanked her again

Each slap is harder than the last one

Imogen moaned

"Please" She wasn't certain what exactly she was begging for

By the time he got to ten, her private area was dripping, leaving a wet spot on her pantyhose

She fiddled with her painfully hard n*****s through her cotton dress as his member pushed up against her. She longed to feel him inside her

Dante could perceive her arousal and it took everything in him to refrain from f*****g her right there, he swiftly moved his hand to her core to feel her wetness.

She moaned as he touched her, squeezing her n*****s harder

"Please" Now she was certainly begging him to f**k her and she ground her hips against his fingers, spreading her legs wider to grant him more access

Dante swiftly rips her pantyhose, shifting her thong with his middle finger to expose her p***y and lightly tapping on her c**t with his index finger

Imogen moaned, pushing her hips up and grinding faster against his finger

"Please" she pleaded, whilst reaching for his hard member, but Dante stopped her before she could touch him, pushing her off him

Then he palmed himself through his pants, adjusting his painfully erect dick...Imogen knelt before him, her eyes following the movement of his hands

She longed for him

"Next time, do not make me repeat myself," he says before walking passed her, leaving her on her knees, longing for more...