Sold To An Alpha

Shawn sat on the sofa in the living room with a disturbed expression on his face. A low breath left his lips, and he pinched between his brows.

Steady footsteps resounded, and he raised his head to see Ileus, who was clad in a white suit, walking over to sit on the sofa opposite him. "Did you sleep well?" Ileus asked him while taking his seat.

"Was... okay." Shawn cleared his throat and adjusted his seating.

"That's good to hear. Did you have your breakfast, lunch, or whatever? It's 12, right?" He lifted his wrist and glanced at his watch. His brow arched a bit, and he simply shrugged.

"I did have my-"

"Don't bother answering that question." He glanced at Shawn with leisure eyes, and Shawn swallowed his words. 'So let's get to the point. Have you made your decision yet or not?"

Shawn's eyes blinked twice, and he stared at him, unsure of what to say. "I-i... haven't. It's a really hard decision for me to make and-"

"What's hard about it? You just have to give me a yes or no. If you are angry about how she dumped you, then what else are you thinking about? But if you are not, you don't have to speak anymore. You can find your way out." Ileus folded his arms as he said with a stern face, and a quick breath escaped Shawn's nose.

"Are you always this rude and sarcastic?" He questioned, with an irritated look evident on his face. 

A low breath left Ileus' lips, and he slightly shook his head. "I believe I'm not since I basically have no one to be rude to." He shrugged, and Shawn pinched between his brows. "I haven't made my decision yet. Right now, I need to go home and meet my mum first and probably make my decision in the process. " 

"I see..." Ileus nodded in understanding and casually waved his hand at him. "Whatever suits you." With that being said, he stood up from the sofa, walked up to him, grabbed him by the wrist, and began to drag him towards the entrance.

"W-what are you doing?" Shawn's face darkened, and he proceeded to snatch his hand, but Ileus's grip on his wrist was stronger than he imagined. "What the fuck! Bro, let go of my wrist." He struggled to free his hand but flinched a bit when Ileus abruptly turned around to face him. "If I let you go by yourself, will you find the way home?" He questioned in a disgruntled tone, and Shawn's lashes fluttered vigorously. "Um-" 

"Keep quiet." He turned around and dragged him, along with him, out of the mansion.

The bodyguards pulled the door open for them, and he stepped in right after Shawn did. The driver started the car engine and drove out of the compound, then onto the road.

Throughout the ride, none of them spoke to each other, and it was a very awkward ride. 

Finally, after an hour or so, the Rolls Royce pulled over into a familiar compound that Shawn knew to be his home. The car drove around the fountain to park in the parking lot and the engine turned off.

Ileus turned his head to glance at him, only to see him staring at him with eyes that showed deep confusion.

"What?" He asked, clearly unsure of why Shawn was looking at him like that.

Shawn took a quick breath and blinked his eyes. "How did you know my house?" He asked in a tone that held vigilance. 

Ileus chuckled lowly and slightly shook his head. "Does it matter? I might drive out of your compound if you don't step out of the car. Also, I believe you already know the way to my estate." 

Shawn's orifices blinked in disbelief and, without bothering to say anything to him, he pushed the door of the car open and stepped down. He walked over and glanced at Ileus through the window. A grimace emerged on his face, and he glared hatefully at him, then began to proceed into the mansion.

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{4:50 pm}

Leia stepped out of the shower draped in a white towel and glanced at Adrik, who was seated at the table and having a bit of a struggle packing his hair. A low breath exited her nose, and she walked up to him. 

She grabbed his hands and removed them from his hair, then proceeded to help him pack them. "You have to consider cutting this hair, or else you are going to have to go get a stylist." She laughed unamused, and Adrik glanced at her through the mirror with his right brow raised.

"Don't look at me like that." She smiled a bit at him, then grabbed the band from the table to band his hair up. She separated it into a few strands, then began to braid each handful of strands. It took her about ten to fifteen minutes before she was done.

A deep breath of relief left her mouth and she stretched her knuckles, which were all red and sour. "Darling, you will have to forget about washing this hair for the next three days, because my hard work won't be in vain." With that being said, she turned around and proceeded towards the dressing room to dress up. 

She grabbed a pair of blue shorts and a long white shirt, then slid into them. She covered her feet in white trainers, then stepped out of the dressing room and walked towards the table. 

She picked a comb and began to fix her hair. Her face couldn't help but turn into a bit of a grimace. "Why do I feel like I cut this hair way too much?" 

"Don't feel like it, little wife. You did cut it, way too much." Adrik chuckled mockingly and picked up his watch from the table to clasp it around his wrist.

Leia turned around with a deep scowl on her face and glared at him. 

"I am telling the truth. Glaring at me won't change anything." He shrugged and turned to stare at her.

"So you lied when you said you liked it?" She raised her eyebrows and her orifices dangerously stared at him.

"No, I meant it when I said I liked it. It looks beautiful on you." Adrik smiled charmingly and proceeded towards her. He grabbed the comb from her and had her turn around to face the mirror. "Short or long, they look beautiful on you, little wife." He brushed her hair back with the brush, then perfected it with his hands by giving it a little brush back with his fingers.

"Thank you." She turned around and smiled at him, then interlocked her arms with his. "Shall we go now?"

"Yes, we shall." Adrik nodded at her and, together, they walked out of the bedroom, shutting the door behind them. 

They made their way downstairs using the elevator and strolled out of the building. The bodyguards pulled the door of the SUV open for them and they stepped in. 

Alex, who was seated in the driver's seat, started the car's engine and carefully drove out of the compound and onto the road.