Alpha’s Tormented Seductress

Alyssa stared at Tiffany as though she were a ghost. There was no way she was willing to believe all what Tiffany just uttered.

“Look, I’m not dreaming or anything of such! I’m dead serious about this. There is a man, the head servant to the prince. His name is Michael. We have met for a while now, and we are in love with each other”, Alyssa tried to explain to Tiffany who was glaring at her as though she have just lost her mind.

Tiffany studied Alyssa for a while, after which she stood to her feet and paced around the room. She had an idea of every male servant in the palace. She knew their names, but none of them beared Michael.

“Alyssa! I believe you but I need you to understand that you might have made a mistake in the name. There is no servant named Michael in this palace”, Tiffany said defiantly, with every certainty playing out in her voice.

Alyssa couldn’t believe her ears. She blinked severally, thinking of another way to explain to Tiffany.

“Wait!” Tiffany suddenly said and Alyssa turned to stare at her.

“Are you talking about Nathaniel?” Tiffany asked while Alyssa scrunched her brows in confusion.

“What?”

“I mean, are you sure that you’re not talking about Nathaniel? You may have mixed up their names”, Tiffany suggested while Alyssa gestured for her to move on with the explanation, even if she was confident that she made no such mistake.

“Describe him”, Alyssa requested, with her heart beating out of her chest.

“He is tall, muscular, and has an alluring eyes and smile”, Tiffany described while Alyssa drifted off in thoughts.

“How is it possible that the descriptions matched that of Michael?” She asked herself silently.

“Does my description match any of his features?” Tiffany asked and Alyssa nodded dumbly.

She was still in awe and great shock. All she could think of was a valid reason why he would tell her that his name if Michael…

“That’s him”, Alyssa said and smiled dumbly.

Tiffany broke into a loud laughter, after which she tickled Alyssa playfully until she was rolling on the ground in tears.

“I’m so happy that you’re in love”, Tiffany told Alyssa who was still lost in thoughts.

She tried so hard to think of another reason.

“It’s probably his middle name”, she thought silently and decided to wave it off.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

She also recalled that she had met him on a day he wanted to commit suicide. Perhaps, he didn’t tell her his real name because he was scared that she would run off and tell the other workers what he had planned to do.

Those were the only two options in Alyssa’s head and it was quite difficult to place her hands on what the particular reason might be.

***

After spending some time with Tiffany, they resolved to going out later at night to meet with the man.

Tiffany agreed reluctantly. She cared for Alyssa and she wanted to help her out of her current confusion.

Back at the prince quarters, a servant walked in and dropped some papers on Liam’s desk.

He had a lot to do and more work kept coming in. All through the day, he had been engrossed with the financial account of the kingdom.

It was a critical part of the kingdom, and so, he invested almost all the hours of his day in it.

At intervals, he thought of Alyssa and a wide smile curved on his lips. She was really his peace.

Thinking about her made him swift and faster with the work he had arranged on his desk. He couldn’t imagine going a day without placing his eyes on her cute face. That prompted the hasten up with his duties.

It was evening and the normal time for their daily meeting. Alyssa tapped Tiffany who was currently taking a nap and abruptly, she jerked out of bed.

Meanwhile, Liam was done with what he had on his desk. He had taken a quick bath after which he wore his clothes and dashed towards the garden.

He was gazing at the lake when he heard slight movements some foot away from where he stood.

He swirled around and caught sight of Alyssa. Just as he did, a wide smile spread across his face. However, they were short lived because almost immediately, he discovered that she was in the company of strange girl.

“What is going on?” He asked in shock as he thought of what to do.

He made to run and hide somewhere, but it was already late since Alyssa already caught sight of him.

“Nathaniel!” Alyssa called out with every strength she had.

Liam stopped abruptly, rooted in his spot and wondering if he was only dreaming.

But he wasn’t…

Alyssa was storming over to him, with a massive scowl on her face.

It didn’t look good and he just knew it.

“Alyssa!” Liam said, laughing slightly and trying to conceal how uneasy he felt.

“Nathaniel!” Alyssa replied with a sarcastic tone, with a look of displeasure in her eyes.

Liam was stunned. For a minute, he was out of words to utter.

“Why was Alyssa suddenly calling him the name of his servant?” He asked himself but couldn’t come up with a valid answer.

“Nathaniel?” Liam whispered to Alyssa who gestured for Tiffany to come closer.

Tiffany walked up to them and recognition kicked in the moment she took a careful look at the man Alyssa referred to as Nathaniel.

“Goodness!” Tiffany gasped and quickly bowed her head in respect.

She lifted her head up and glared at Alyssa furiously, giving her gestures which she didn’t understand.

Liam was shocked to his bones. He had thought that no one had an idea that he was the prince. However, it turned out that the girl with Alyssa knew.

He bit his lower lips as he thought of the next line of action.

“Can we go somewhere?” He tried to ask Alyssa who was still numb and confused with how nervous Tiffany suddenly turned.

“And why did Tiffany bow her head to a fellow servant like her?” This was the question that raged through her mind.

“I’m not going anywhere if you fail to tell me who you are! Why would you tell me that your name is Michael, when it’s Nathaniel?” Alyssa barked angrily while Tiffany tried to nudge her quietly.

Severally, Tiffany tried to give her some signal with her eyes, but Alyssa wasn’t ready to hear of it.

“Alyssa…”, Liam said as his voice trailed off.

He was blank and the worst was that time was ticking. The earlier he thought of something, the better for him.

“Alyssa, we should leave this moment”, Tiffany whispered to Alyssa, still with her head bowed in respect.

Alyssa shot her a dead glare. She couldn’t place her hands on why she suddenly turned meek and quiet.

“Alyssa, we need to leave, now”, Tiffany said again as she started pulling her on the arms.

Alyssa yanked her hands off in rage. She was willing to understand why he lied to her about his name and Tiffany was not going to stop her.

“Let me be!” Alyssa said, with her face contorted in rage.

“He is the prince!” Tiffany whispered and abruptly, Alyssa went cold.

Liam sighed in defeat, dug his hands into his hair,  and lowered his gaze to the ground.

Alyssa broke into a loud laughter. There was no possible way that the man standing before her was a prince…