Sold To An Alpha

"I don't know what you are talking about." Vlad leaned back in his seat and his brow creased in displeasure.

"I see..." Adrik pressed his two hands together at his lips and narrowed his eyes at Vlad. "If this is about the crystal eyes, your descendants will go extinct, and trust me, they will. This is a warning." He grinned and stared at him with threatening eyes.

Vlad's face darkened, and his pitch-black eyes turned a shade of red. He shut his eyes and took a long, deep breath, then opened them, and a smile that didn't reach his eyes emerged on his lips. "I do want my heritage back, but burning down your company is quite an act of childishness for the kind of person I am, and I believe you should know that, considering how you have known me for hundreds of years." 

He smiled at Adrik, and his eyes narrowed viciously. "I will get my heritage back, but in a different way." A low breath escaped his nose and he sipped from his glass of red wine.

Adrik's eyes decreased into a thin line and his face puckered a bit. He locked his eyes on Vlad's pitch-black eyes and intently gazed into them. He stared for a moment and retracted his eyes with a smile on his face. "Alright then, I shall take my leave." He stood up from the chair and adjusted his suit. "Keep your young boy in view." He yanked his hands into his pocket and strolled out of the room.

Vlad's brow creased as he gazed intently at Adrik's disappearing back. A sly grin formed on his lips and he walked out to his chamber.

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Adrik ambled out of the building with Alex and boarded the car. They sped out of the compound and onto the road.

"Supreme Alpha, are we going back to the mansion or your private estate?" Alex asked with respect in his tone while his eyes focused on the road ahead of them.

"My private estate." Adrik gazed out of the window, and his brow creased deeply, in unrest, with every moment that enacted. If it wasn't Vlad, then who was it? He had stared intently into Vlad's eyes and could tell that he wasn't lying when he said that he wasn't responsible for the burning down of his third company building. He had known Vlad for a hundred years now and knew quite well that he would never act so recklessly. But since it wasn't Vlad, who could it have been? Whoever the culprit is, it definitely isn't someone simple.

His face turned into a deep frown, and he pinched between his brows. He will uncover who it was.

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The early morning sun rose and shone down on Leia, who was lying on the bed with her legs wide apart. A low yawn escaped her mouth, and she sat up on the bed. She stretched her body and climbed down from the king-sized bed. 

She ambled straight to the bathroom and took a shower. She outfitted herself in jean shorts and a brown-colored cropped hoodie, then wore white sneakers and neatly combed her brown short hair.

 She grabbed her phone from the bed and walked out of the room. She strolled downstairs and straight to the kitchen. A hungry yawn left her mouth as she stood beside the door of the kitchen and watched the busy maids who were all preparing different foods.

"Excuse me." Leia lazily called for their attention and stepped into the kitchen.

"Good morning, Mistress." The maids, respectively, bowed when they noticed her presence. However, one of them, who she anticipated was the head maid, refused to bow and stared at her with a smug expression on her face.

Leia's brow arched, and she scrutinized the maid from head to toe. She shrugged and ignored the maid, who looked at her age of 24, with long black hair and brown eyes. 

Leia's eyes blinked, and she turned to the other maids. "I am hungry. Make something nice for me." She unlocked her phone and began to browse through it. She wasn't quite affected because she never cared about the etiquette shit.

The head maid's face puckered in displeasure at how Leia didn't show any reaction to the behavior she showcased. Her brow creased, and a grin crept onto her lips. "Nobody should prepare any breakfast for her." She announced to the maids, resulting in them stopping what they were doing and turning their heads to glance at her.

Leia's fingers, which were tapping on the screen of her phone, halted and her eyes raised to glance at the head maid. She stuffed her phone into her pocket and turned to the head maid with crossed arms. "Did you say something?" She leisurely asked the head maid.

"I said, no one is going to prepare any breakfast for you. If you're so hungry, make one for yourself." The head maid scoffed and blinked her lashes. A smug smile made its way to her lips, and she stared at Leia, who was also staring at her. This was the reaction she wanted earlier.

"I see..." Leia nodded her head, her lips arched up, and she shifted her gaze to a young maid whose fingers were fiddling nervously. "You, what is her name?" She pointed at the young maid and glanced at the head maid. The young maid became startled and raised her eyes to peek at Leia. She instantly lowered her head when she saw Leia's menacing eyes on her. "Mi-mistress, h-her name is Rita." The young maid answered and shifted to hide behind the maid who stood in front of her.

"Rita..." Leia repeated with a slight nod of her head and returned her stare to the head maid, who was named Rita. "Quite a nice name you have." She nodded and smiled at the head maid. She darted her eyes around and walked a little bit closer, closing a bit of the distance between her and the head maid.