Claimed by The Rogue Alpha
Claimed By The Rogue Alpha Chapter 16

==Matteo==

I was almost done eating when my butler returned. He didn't come with Olivia, but rather had a look of concern on his face. "There's a problem, sir." "What is it? I asked.

"She's unconscious." I didn't know why I had thought he was going to say that she escaped. But this news about her unconsciousness rattled me. I left the dining and stormed into the atrium. There she was, face up. I walked up to her and felt her pulse, my chest pounding, fearing the worst. I could feel a pulse at her neck. That was a relief.

Her entire brow was covered in sweat. I carried her out of the atrium and got into a room. I laid her on the bed, instructing the servants to open up the windows. I then crouched before her and placed my palm on her head. There was a transfer of energy from my palm to her. Instantly she moved her eyes.

It took some time before she finally focused on me. And when she did, she frowned. She looked around, noticing that she was no longer in the atrium.

She then looked back at me as though disappointed seeing me.

"Are you trying to kill me?" she said. I didn't answer her. I told the maid to get the food ready. It was wheeled in soon.

She looked away. Lips pressed together. Arms crossed.

I got to the cart and took a plate of China, and dished out the food. Gravy stew and potatoes. I took out a mug and filled it with water. I then placed the food and the water in a tray and sat beside her, such that her outstretched feet were facing me.

I hesitated, not sure of what I wanted to do. I eventually shrugged it off and cut the potatoes, mixed it with the gravy and brought it to her mouth. She looked at me, surprised.

But she wouldn't open her mouth. When I was about to lash out my anger, she surprised me by taking a bite. But not out of my hand, she took the fork from me and fed herself. I watched her munch, her lips looking unusually full as she did that.

After taking that one bite, she looked at me and immediately took her eyes off me. She redirected her gaze to the tray, as if contemplating whether or not to take it on her laps and help herself.

"It's all yours." I said, but she didn't look at me. She took the tray and set it on her laps. With her tiny hand, she worked on the potatoes and began eating. She was hungry, there was no question. It only made me satisfied. Good, I'd thought she was proving stubborn. It was nice to see her cower at my feet.

Soon, she was done eating, leaving noting in her plate. She gulped down the water. She belched, making her grow red in her cheeks. All these time, I was looking at her and I knew she felt uncomfortable under my gaze. She never once made eye contact with me. "Thanks." It wasn't audible, but I heard it.

"You won't stay in the atrium any longer." I said.

That was when she looked at me. But if she was surprised or pleased, she didn't show it. Rather, she hitched her legs, pulling them close to her chest. She wrapped her arms around them.

I summoned the maids to clear the place. When they were done, I stood to leave. That was when she spoke.

"What now? What position are you going to relegate me to?"

I looked at her, shocked. I didn't know where that came from, but I stopped myself from showing my surprise. "You'll be told."

***

She moaned as I went into her. Her screech irritating me, but I was too tired to keep her shut. So, I let her continue. I let her clog my ears with her moans.

"Harder! Get it in!" she said. That was when I snapped. I stopped, grabbing her by the jaw. "You don't tell me what to do."

I intended for it to sound as a threat, but it turned her on somehow. She wrapped her legs tighter around me, her fingers dug into my back. I took my hands to her bra, trying to unhook it, but it just wouldn't come off. Impatient, I tugged it loose, catching her off guard. She gasped. "That was my favourite bra."

"Shut up," I said as I pulled her underwear away. I grabbed her boobs with both hands, squeezing on it. She let out the moan, while I grunted, brutalising her with kisses from her neck all the way to her belly button. She shivered as I rammed into her continuously. I eventually made a release and pulled away. She was panting, her back still in the wall. I pulled up my pants and buttoned my shirt.

I turned and noticed she hadn't made an effort to wear her clothes. I

"Oh my God, you are so good," she said.

I ignored her and left. It wasn't as if I was going to see her again. Not a chance. Ordinarily, I would have smirked, but no. I didn't. I had to admit, the s*x wasn't even that good. I was distracted most of the time. That she didn't notice was a surprise. Or was it? Of course not. She had been too turned on to even notice my lack of interest.

I was distracted because of her. Olivia. I couldn't take her off my mind. I kept flashing to to when she was eating. How graceful she looked even as she was hungry. How plump her lips were. I shook my head, but it was of no use. I had tried to shake off the feeling, but no, they kept coming back.

I sighed. Both angry and frustrated with myself. What the f**k was happening to me. I stepped out of the club and got into my Jeep, telling the driver to take me to another bar. There, I would hopefully clear my head.