REJECTED: The Alpha Behind The Mask

Victoria’s POV

I glanced around the club and saw different kinds of scenes, and wondered how people could practice this and feel no shame at all.

Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t against BDSM, but doing it in a public room was a big No for me.

Not like I have any experience with sex.

A tap on the table brought me back from my thoughts, “Seems you are new here.” he asked in a rough, husky voice, and I didn’t need to be told that this man in a mask was a DOM.

“Yes sir, what may I get you.” I asked while staring at his eyes to see if I could at least get a glimpse of him, but I couldn’t, due to the black mask he was putting on.

“I would have said my usual, but you are new here, so just get me some cocktail.” his voice was cold and full of command.

I quickly went for his drink and came back with it,

“Here it is, sir,” I told him while placing the drink on the table. I noticed his eyes on me and nervously looked away.

I heard him chuckled and took a sip of his drink.

“What’s your name?” he asked without looking at me. I pretended I didn’t hear him and continued cleaning the glass.

“Vicky.”my name sounded like a Melody on his lips

“How did you know my name?” I asked, confused. He snickered softly and pointed at my breast.

I looked down and noticed I was wearing a crest, and I totally forgot about it.

“But Victoria is what is written there.” I spoke up, annoyed. ”I’ll prefer to call you Vicky.’ he said those words and smirked at me.

“Only my friends are allowed to call me that.” I told him while walking away to serve an order. I came back after few minutes and saw him still seated there.

He gave me a devilish smile before taking a sip of his drink.

“Don’t you have a submissive?” I asked. I was getting irritated by his presence and wanted to get rid of him in a polite manner.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“No, why do you ask? Do you want to be one?” he asked with a grin on his face.

“Hell no.” I scoffed. He raised his eyebrows at me but did not say a word. Another order came in, and I left him. When I came back, he was still there, which made me murmur and ignored him, “So you don’t like BDSM?” he asked. I heard him, but ignored him.

“Answer me, when I speak.” he spoke in a rough, dominant voice that got me scared. I stared at him for a moment before speaking up. “I don’t have an answer to that.” I replied without meeting his gaze, “So you haven’t tried it.” he asked, “No.”

“Do you want to?” he whispered seductively. I looked at him and realized what he meant. I felt angry but decided to calm myself. This was my first day at work and I wanted to avoid having a bad review. I took a deep breath before speaking up.

“I’m a worker here, not a submissive.” I said those words calmly, but I knew he would notice the anger in my voice.

“You are new here. That’s why you are saying this, with time you will be the one begging DOMS to have you.” He said those words like he was so sure of it.

“And what makes you think so?” I asked in anger. I was becoming irritated.

“Because you all are the same.” he says those words while staring at a waiter passing by. I knew what he meant. Some workers here do go on a play with Doms, which wasn’t against the rules.

“Well I’m different.” I told him and continued cleaning the glass cup.

He chuckled softly and sniffed his nose like he was trying to perceive something in the air. I saw him close his eyes for a moment, and I couldn’t help but wonder what he was doing.

“You smell nice.” he said those words with his eyes closed.

I glanced at him and wondered what he meant. He opened his eyes and I swear to God the color of his eyes changed. I met eyes with him and froze instantly. I was still intoxicated by his gaze when one of the bar stand workers walked in.

“Vicky, it’s time for your break. I’ll take it up from here.”

I blinked my eyes and moved away from his gaze.

“How many minutes do I have?” I asked, “Twenty.” she said those words and winked at me. “What’s that for?” I asked, confused, “Seems Dom mike is interested in you, but make sure you are quick.” She said those words with a big grin on her face. ”He wished.” I scoffed and left the bar stand.

Since I had a twenty-minute break, I decided to go out for a hot coffee and some snacks. I left the club and headed for the nearest coffee shop.

On my way to the coffee shop, I felt I was being followed by someone, but I ignored it and kept on walking.

I was almost at the coffee shop when I felt strong grips holding me back. I turned around and came to face with a familiar masked man.

“Hey dear little one.” his voice was full of command and dominance, “What do you want?” I asked in fear. There was something about him that doesn’t seem right.

“You.”he whispered seductively. “Stay away from me.” I yelled and began hitting him on his chest, but he groaned and closed his eyes, and didn’t say a word. I became scared and thought of all Sonia said about werewolves and how they were real and lives among us.

He might be one of them, and he might want to kill me and eat my flesh. At the thought of that, I felt terrified and started trembling in fear,

“Please let me go.” I pleaded, almost in tears. He chuckled loudly and held me tightly to himself. “I won’t until you are mine.” he said those words and moved closer to my neck and was about to do something when I heard a loud groan from behind. He stopped what he was about to do and turned around.

“If you don’t let go of her, I swear to the moon goddess, I will feed your head to the vultures.” those words were full of command, anger, hatred, and possession.