Chapter 20
Before my clenched fist could reach Alpha Kane’s face, I was roughly slammed into the wall. My fists were jerked above my head, pinning me to the wall with one of his arms.
My chest rose and fell rapidly, the adrenaline from my anger slowly wearing off.
“Shit.” Nova pursed her lips.
I snorted back, “It was as much your fault as it was mine p>
“I hope he doesn’t kill us.” Nova sighed, “I wouldn’t mind another punishment like that p>
“I guess that answers my question.” Alpha Kane commented to himself as he pinned me against the wall.
His eyes were now completely black as he looked at my restrained position.
The combination of my low-cut tank top and my arms pinned above my head caused my breasts to compress and rise.
I’m sure my face was turning red, and my chest was continuing to rise and fall rapidly. The rage I felt had subsided, but my breathing refused to slow.
Alpha Kane’s blackened eyes were looking down at me.
It felt like a searing heat was caressing my skin as Kane’s black eyes slid down my neck, lingering on my raised chest.
I watched in equal parts horror and confusion as Kane expertly removed the belt he was wearing.
I’m sure my eyes were practically bulging from the thoughts racing through my head.
’Why is he taking off his belt?’ Nova spoke in the same wild and lustful tone I had.
A cruel smirk appeared on Alpha Kane’s perfect face as he watched my large eyes slide down his waistband.
“You thought you weren’t going to get punished?” Alpha Kane’s voice was strangely soft, while his dark eyes burned with intensity.
Something flickered in the depths of his eyes, and I swallowed. If he wasn’t going to fuck me, what was he planning?
Alpha Kane grabbed the belt that bound my hands and yanked roughly as he dragged me to his office chair. The belt squeezed my wrists, and I bit back the moan that threatened to escape my lips.
Alpha Kane sat down in his chair, pulling me until I stood in front of him.
“Take off your pants.” Alpha Kane’s honeyed gaze was streaked with black, his voice even and calm.
My stomach clenched, and a warm glow flooded my face.
“What Kane p>
“You should have just called him Kane,” Nova grumbled and rolled her eyes.
I grinned innocently, “Oops p>
A surprised cry escaped my lips as Alpha Kane ripped my pants off, throwing them to the floor. He moved faster than I thought, yanking the belt and sending me to his lap.
“What was that, Zara?” Alpha Kane mused, his voice low and raspy as I recovered from the blow to my bottom.
I watched as Kane’s hand rose and fell again, causing another cry to escape my lips.
A ghost of a smirk appeared on his chiseled face, and victory shone in his eyes. A frustrated whimper almost escaped my lips as the belt was removed from my wrists.
“Have you learned your lesson, Zara?” Alpha’s voice was firm, his face an impassive mask that left me confused.
“Say it.” Alpha snapped, his blackened eyes burning into my own. “I want to hear you say it, Zara p>
“I’ll be a good girl.” The pain had awakened something new in me, opening doors I hadn’t seen before.
I never thought of that.
“Stand up.” Alpha’s eyes softened slightly, but his voice remained firm.
I slid off his lap, quickly pulling my pants back into place. I winced at how much my ass hurt; the simple movement of standing up made my butt glow with pain.
“Remember that lesson for tomorrow, be good in my office, Zara.” Alpha’s lips curled into a smirk, making him look handsome and devious. “I know I will p>
I picked my pride up off the floor and hurried out of Alpha’s office, desperately trying to clear my head. I could only pray that the scent of my arousal wouldn’t waft out of his office, letting the rest of HQ know what I was doing.
As soon as I arrived at Sterling Empire, the first thing I encountered was Miranda.
She smiled knowingly. “Let me take you to your office p>
We moved toward the elevator, and I noticed a door just ahead of it. The door was painted turquoise. Miranda opened it and walked in, and I followed.
“Welcome to your office,” she announced enthusiastically, spreading her arms.
It was a large space with a large window on the opposite wall, which was the same shade as the door, but the tone was lighter and warmer, more welcoming.
I walked inside slowly and began to observe.
The centerpiece of the space was a smooth L-shaped desk made of polished walnut with a slight sheen. Behind it was a comfortable chair upholstered in black leather, providing me with comfort.
On the desk was a modern ZPS Ultra 13 laptop and a tablet from the same company.
A sleek black desk phone with a million buttons. A neatly organized tray held important documents, and an empty ceramic vase sat next to a small digital clock, which was also part of my desk accessories.
Of course, a time-obsessed person measured time in seconds, so it had to be a digital clock.
My head turned to the other side, where a low cabinet with locking drawers offered storage for confidential files, office supplies, and personal items.
Above the desk, a few books sat on floating shelves with a matching walnut finish. The rest was empty, and I could fill it. Next to it was a green board with a calendar and my boss’s meal and coffee schedule. Blank notes were pinned to it with my thumbs.
“So what do you think?” Miranda asked expectantly.
“I like it,” I replied, looking around the place more closely. It needed more life and color, but everything in its own time.
“Your office is right across from the elevator, so you can keep an eye on who comes and goes,” she confided in me.
“Let’s begin your training. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I want you to succeed.” It seemed like human secretaries had tried this before and failed.
I wondered what his criteria were.
We settled in, and Miranda began telling me about the company, my duties, and my new bossy boss.