Breeder To The Cruel Alpha

Chapter15

Saraphina POV

“Baking?” He questioned, his voice dark, yet teasing.

I nodded, unsure what else to do or say. And as if he wasn't so close to me, to the point we practically shared the same air, he leaned in further and whispered. “Sorry breeder, I won't allow that. Your job is to produce an heir for me and that's all it should be.” And with this, he walked back to his chair.

My heart broke. I opened my mouth to speak, but words failed me. What was I even going to say? If Xavier had made up his mind then there was no going back. It was fruitless. I knew there was a chance he might say no, yet it still hurt. I stood there as I watched him continue working as if he didn't just shatter my heart.

“What are you waiting for? Are you not going to leave?” He asked without looking at me. I sighed, bowed, and left. Outside, I couldn't help but scoff. So mean! Sure, I was his breeder, but not a furniture. Going out to work would not stop me from doing my duties.

I entered my room, jumped into the bed, and just fixed my eyes on the ceiling, thinking about everything and anything. I didn't mean to return to the past, but I couldn't help but ask myself what it would have been like if Adrian and I had successfully gotten married and my sister hadn't betrayed me. I would have been happy with the people I thought loved me, and be able to do what I wanted, not stuck in the pack of a monster. I thought thinking about them would make me cry like it always did, but that day, it didn't. And when I had nothing else to think about, I slept off.

When I woke up again, it was already dark, a few minutes to seven in the evening. I decided to go down to have dinner, but stopped halfway in the hallway when I overheard Drako talking to a warrior. “I'll be off to the club tonight, you wanna join?”

“Nah, I'm not in the mood for it today, probably tomorrow?”

“No worries, I'm going anyway, I'll finish with what I'm doing then leave by eight. It's been a while, perhaps I could find a chic to fuck.”

The warrior laughed. “You always keep a straight face, I almost forgot you still have a working dick.” Drako only scoffed and then walked away.

I don't know where such a bold idea came from but I decided to go with Drako to the club, more like follow him to the club without him noticing. It wouldn't be so bad right? Though I've never been to a club before, I thought it wouldn't be as bad as being f****d with a gun up my p***y.

So I rushed into my room, scoured through my closet until I was able to find a black, short gown. It exposed my legs, highlighted my curves, and the V line on the chest area, making my boobs a little visible. It wasn't my style of dressing but for that night, I wanted to try something different. I could either die of boredom or by Xavier's hand anyway so I needed to live life as much as I could.

When I was done, I did a light makeup, let my hair down then snuck to the parking garage. Drako had multiple cars and could take anyone with him, but from my observation, I noticed he loved the blue Mercedes-Benz Benz so I opened the trunk and jumped into it. I used car oil to mask my scent, intending to clean it off the moment I get into the club.

I waited inside the trunk of the car for what felt like hours. My body started to hurt and it was getting hot inside but I still didn't get down even though I badly wanted to. At some point, I thought Drako had left but he arrived just on time before I could finally get down. Soon, he started the car then drove to the club. It was a little far, but we arrived just in time before my makeup started to melt. When he had packed his car, I jumped out of the trunk, and goodness, the night air on my body felt so refreshing.

I straightened my gown, took in a deep breath, and started to walk towards where I thought was the entrance, following the crowd. “s**t!” I cursed when I realized that reservations were to be made before entering the club. What should I do now? I couldn't go home by myself.

I looked around, trying to think of something to do or perhaps beg someone to be their plus one, but almost everyone came with another person, and the ones who didn't, looked like dudes who would want me to have s*x with them in the bathroom to help me with a favor.

After standing by the side for twenty minutes, I decided to walk up to the bouncers to try my luck. “Good evening.” I greeted.

“Your name?”

“Uhm, I came with Drako,” I said, my voice was a little shaky but I tried to maintain it. One of the huge men looked at the list he was holding and when he confirmed that Drako’s name was there, he said,

“Please call him with your phone ma’am, so we can confirm that you really came from him.”

Shit.

“Sorry, I left my phone at home.”

The bouncers turned to face each other exchanging meaningful glances and with the way they stared at each other a little too long, I knew they were communicating via link. “We can't let you in ma’am except if you to give us proof that you came with Beta Drako or that you're acquainted with him.”

“P-please can I just go in, it's really cold outside. I promise he knows who I am.” I tried to reason with them, but it was of no use. The people behind me started to complain and I was shoved aside. Fortunately for me, a lady came to my rescue, she said I was her sister and we were able to enter the club. It was so big and beautiful, but if I had known what would happen that night I would have stayed back home