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The Alpha’s Possession 33
Michael, ever the perceptive one, called over the bar manager and said, “Find a few cute, pretty she–wolves to bring here. As long as they can satisfy Zvonimir, we’ll make it worth your while.”
“Yes, of course, the manager replied, smiling.
Moments later, four she–wolves entered the VIP room, all of them looking very cute and obedient.
Michael whistled and said to Zvonimir, “Look, these she–wolves are exactly the type you like. They seem clean and adorable, just like
Farah…
Zvonimir stared at Michael for a good ten seconds, his gaze making Michael feel chills before he spoke, “She’s not her.”
Michael didn’t understand, but Ryan, always quick to catch on, immediately asked, “Are you interested in some she–wolf again? Tell me who she is! What makes her so irresistible to you?”
Zvonimir took a sip of his drink, then slammed it down on the table. He paused for a moment, before speaking in a choked voice,
“Rishima!”
Ryan froze, disbelief clearly written on his face.
Then he opened his mouth wide and exclaimed, “You’re kidding, right? You severed the bond with Rishima and are about to become mates with Farah. Are you really thinking about getting back with your ex?”
“Getting back with my ex? She was always mine!” Zvonimir’s bold temperament flared up, his entire presence exuding a cold, low- pressure aura. “If you don’t know how to talk, shut your damn mouth!”
Michael looked at him with a strange expression, perhaps feeling that Zvonimir had become a little unhinged since severing his bond with Rishima. But Michael, being wise, chose not to comment and stayed silent.
Ryan, however, bluntly said, “But you’re the one who asked to sever the bond with her!”
Ryan’s words struck at Zvonimir’s heart. He glared coldly at Ryan, his gaze sharp and murderous!
Ryan slapped himself hard.
The wolves in the room trembled, not daring to make a sound. They all nervously glanced at Zvonimir, afraid he would suddenly
tear them apart.
Michael waved his hand, “Everyone, leave.”
The she–wolves hurriedly ran out of the VIP room.
Only Michael, Ryan, and Zvonimir remained in the room. Michael looked at the bite mark on Zvonimir’s neck, thinking to himself that only Rishima would have the guts to hurt him.
“Did she bite you?” Michael pointed to the bite mark on Zvonimir’s neck and asked.
Zvonimir nodded, then gritted his teeth and said, “That bitch wouldn’t let me touch her. If I defied her, she’d go crazy. Hmph, if she pisses me off, I’ll tie her up and fuck her for three days and nights, see if she dares to be stubborn again!”
Ryan was not afraid of death. He walked up to Zvonimir and teasingly said, “Earlier, Rishima told me that you forced her to attend your engagement ceremony with Farah, but I didn’t believe it. But now, looking at your current state… tsk tsk tsk.”
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Zvonimir gave him a cold glance. “What about my state?”
Ryan grinned, raised his hand, and clapped twice in front of his face Bop bop, this is what it looks like.”
Zvonimir’s expression darkened even further. “Do you think I won’t you right now?”
“Believe me, I do!” Ryan quickly put his hands together in front of h chest and begged for mercy.
Zvonimir scoffed coldly and then poured himself another drink.
Michael, unable to stand it, snatched the bottle from his hand. “Enough, don’t drink anymore. Let me ask you, are you regretting abandoning Rishima?”
“No regrets,” Zvonimir said, suddenly feeling irritated. He grabbed the box of cigarettes on the table, pulled out a lighter, lit one, and took a drag.
Michael didn’t hear him clearly. “What?”
Zvonimir held the cigarette between his fingers and said, “I found having sex with her very enjoyable, so I want her to be my
mistress.”
“Huh?” Ryan’s eyes widened as he looked at him like he was an alien. “Tsk tsk tsk, I think you’re much worse than I am. I’d find a willing girl to be a mistress, but you just abandoned Rishima, made her a joke for the empire, and now you’re forcing her to be your mistress. She’d be crazy not to bite your head off.”
Zvonimir kicked him. “Either you get lost, or shut up!”
Ryan sulked and said nothing more.
Michael, known as the charming playboy of the Empire, smiled and looked at Zvonimir, feeling that Zvonimir was pressuring Rishima. Wanting to cheer him up, he offered an idea. “If you want to keep a mistress, you need to know how to pamper her, how to manipulate her emotions. Forcing her to submit to you won’t work. You have to use gentle methods, like giving her flowers, diamonds, watches, cars… whatever she likes. Just keep giving her what she wants. I guarantee, within half a month, she’ll be eagerly opening her legs for you.”
Zvonimir, half skeptical, asked, “Really?”
Michael slapped his chest confidently. “It will absolutely work. If not, I’ll chop off my head and let you sit on it.”
Zvonimir thought for a moment, then suddenly remembered four or five years ago when he was courting Rishima. He had done exactly what Michael suggested.
At that time, he had really liked Rishima, felt that everything about her was perfect, and even her stubborn personality was adorably
endearing.
He put a lot of effort into tracking her work schedule, often pretending to “bump into” her by chance. Or he would hire people to make things difficult for her, then step in to help her out, gradually building a closer relationship with her.
Later, he confessed his feelings to Rishima, but she refused him stubbornly. This only made him more determined to win her over, continuously showering her with gifts to try to please her.
Four years had passed, and many things had become hazy. Now, after Michael spoke, Zvonimir vaguely recalled some events, and at the same time, he felt both astonished and confused about his past obsession with Rishima.
At that time, he must have been out of his mind to think her personality was adorable. That bitch needed to be beaten into submission; only then would she obey him, only after he fucked her into exhaustion would she submit to him!
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