Claimed by The Rogue Alpha
Claimed By The Rogue Alpha Chapter 81

Fourteen!"

"Matteo is a monster. He is a predator that feeds on the weak. He had no soul in him." Lyons said, his eyes fixed on Leah who couldn't for the life of her, stop pacing. "He killed my little sister, Peggy. He stole her away from us, at such tender age. At fourteen, Leah. Leah gave him a look and tore it away almost immediately.

"He took her away, used..." Lyons stopped. His heart burning as he made the recollection. "He used, and dumped her like trash."

"That's basically what you did to me." Leah snapped back at him. Lyons shut his mouth. He took a step towards her, but Leah stopped him. "Don't you dare come close."

"I was a douche, Leah. I know. But you won't blame me."

Leah whipped her head at him, completely taken aback by his audacity.

"I meant to say..." Lyons stopped. "Look at it this way. Peggy and I were incredibly close. So close I was overprotective of her. One can imagine how hurt I was when Matteo into the picture. The little bastard." Lyons gritted his teeth. His eyes watering. "He impregnated her and denied even knowing her. The f*****g jerk."

Lyons absentmindedly sat on a sofa.

"I never forgave myself for letting that happen to her. Just the same way I feel stupid for leaving the way I left."

"You made me look like a fool, Lyons. You f****d me and had the f*****g guts to tell me you were disappointed." Leah said, an incredulous look on her face. "Who does that?"

Lyons stood up slowly, and attempted approaching her. However, Leah wasn't having any of it. She shot her hand up. "Not one step close."

"I messed up. Hardly a day goes without me looking like a fool. I deeply regret doing that."

"Wow. So what then took you so long to apologise? Huh?"

Lyons shut his eyes briefly. "I was ashamed, Leah. I couldn't even bring myself to look in the mirror, much less approach you. But the recent news concerning Olivia had my body tingling. Look..." Lyons took her breath away by bending one knee to the ground. "What are you doing?"

He bent the other. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry for being a p***y-sorry, a d**k." As was his intention, a little fleeting look of amusement ran across Leah's face. "But this is your best friend we are talking about. I know Matteo. I know him very well, and he is bad news." "Matteo Mancini?"

"Macini." Lyons corrected, rolling his eyes. He couldn't understand the reason behind the variant. But then, he couldn't give a flying f**k either.

"I've never heard that name before."

"Probably because he's a ghost that creeps onto unsuspecting victims." Lyons gritted. "That's what he does, the bastard."

Matteo had appeared in Peggy's life and shattered her world. He'd left her high and dry with his seed nestled in her. The heartbreak had been much and Peggy hadn't opened up to anybody. Not even Lyons her closest of family. Rather, she'd gone behind to commit suicide. It had been the autopsy that revealed her pregnant state. What had even riled Lyons the most was the fact that Peggy was just 14.

"Lyons, get up."

"Am I forgiven?"

"Get up," Leah said impatiently.

Lyons remained rooted to the ground. "I'm sorry, I can't do that till my sins are forgiven. What I did was terrible and I can't leave without your forgiveness."

Leah stared far off, her arms crossed. She didn't speak, which only made Lyons implore more.

"What's done is done, Lyons. I can't erase that image from my head."

“I know. I know, Leah, but please replace a place in your heart to forgive me. Please, I'm begging."

Leah kept quiet for some time, then said, "Okay. I've forgiven you."

Lyons smiled and rose up. "Can I at least make it up to you? With a hug?"

Leah stared at him blankly for sometime. "Just a hug?"

"I mean, name it. Anything at all."

She thought a while. "The hug will do, till I come up with something else."

And with that, Lyons pulled Leah into a tight embrace that lasted for a long time.

When they broke the hug, Leah said, "You know, I just came uo with something else you can use to make it up for me."

"And what is it?" Lyons asked, eagerly.

"Take Matteo down."

***

==Olivia==

Matteo and I sat on the floor. His back on a nearby shelf and mine pressed on his chest. Could I say that had been an hour of s*x. Might be an exaggeration, but boy, it was one moment I cherished. One I wished I'd get to experience again.

We were naked, but that didn't bother me anymore. We'd both explored every inch of our bodies. Therefore, covering up sounded ridiculous. As we sat silent, I couldn't help but process all Matteo had told me, right from where we were in his bedroom. He liked me.

A mischievous grin spread on my face and I couldn't help but giggle.

"What's funny?"

Oops. I didn't say anything. Matteo himself didn't seem to be bothered with my silence, instead he ran his fingers down my hair. His gentle breath brushing my forehead.

"Matteo..."

"Hm?"

My throat squeezed as I knew what I was going to say would hurt both me and him. "Thank you. Thank you for keeping to your word."

I waited for him to reply but didn't get any response. So, I turned around. His lips were pulled to a line. There was a little fold under his eyes. Such beauty.

"You're welcome." He mouthed silently and pressed a kiss on my forehead. I shut my eyes, feeling the bliss that would only last for a while. I placed my head back to his chest, my fingers tracing his abs. I couldn't believe I'd ever get to have this perfect view. I couldn't believe I'd ever ever in this lifetime have s*x with him. This was like a dream. A beautiful dream.

"It's least I can do. You shouldn't-nobody should be held against their will. That's literally kidnapping."

I blinked my eyes, not knowing what to make out of that. Kidnapping?

"You do know the reference I'm making, don't you?"

I glanced at him. He smiled a little and went on to remind me of the first time I'd been here and how I had accused him of kidnapping. I rolled my eyes, playfully slapping him on his chest. He chuckled and my entire system trembled with excitement from his voice. "On a more serious note, though," he said.

"But I'm not a kidnapped victim to you, am I?"

He kept silent for some time. "You're not."

"What..." I swallowed. I knew I was pathetic. I knew, but I couldn't help it. "What am I to you, Matteo?"

He took some time. "A fiery angel. Set to make me crazy. Amore mio."

A blush splashed across my face and my cheek grew ten times bigger. He pulled me towards him and planted a wet kiss on my lips.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed harder against his body.

Slowly, Matteo brought the kiss to a stop and I leaned back on his chest to hide my disappointment from him.

I gave a silent sigh. I'd suddenly become a s*x maniac.