Marked By The Demon Triplet Alpha Kings

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Yawning tiredly, Ray turned in his sleep, switching positions as he lay on his side.

Despite still drifting into deep sleep, his hands unconsciously stretched on the king-sized bed, running through it.

As if expecting something in return, his fingers burrowed further into the duvet, caressing it, but the more it burrowed, the more it was met with an empty space.

Dang it!

Caught unaware by shock, his eyes flung open, and horror filled them as he was met with an empty bed.

Where was she?

Had she…

No!

He wasn’t going to be pessimistic.

She was probably in the bathroom cleaning herself up after the rigorous sex he had with her all night.

She was different from other girls he had encountered.

“Jessie.” he called. Her name left his throat in a groan as he rubbed his sleepy eyes.

Despite being tempted to burrow into the warmth of his duvet, he craved her presence, his scent, and her touch.

The bed felt too big for him as he sought her big blossom pressing against his erection while having his arms wrapped around her.

Sweet heavens.

“Jessie baby, daddy is waiting,” he beckoned again, yawning before hissing impatiently.

A groan rolled off his lips as he grew frustrated by her silence.

Getting the logic, a smirk curled on his lips as he licked them hungrily.

“You want to play hide and seek? I’m in, but for keeping daddy waiting, it’s an addition of five rounds without mercy. You’ll be touching your toes while I’ll slam into you from behind. That’s the consequences,” he smiled darkly, rubbing his palms together before glancing at his hard member.

“Or you can come out and let’s have a nice sleep.” he paused briefly, waiting for her reaction, met with none. He swung into action, sprinting from the bed as he dashed into the kitchen.

“Come out, come out wherever you are,” he sang as his eyes scanned the kitchen but no sign of Jessie.

He wasn’t giving up yet. He rushed to the bathroom, pushing the door open before surveying the surroundings. Met with no one, fear started to creep into his soul as he charged towards the curtains, yanking them aside in a flash, but no one was there.

Where the hell was she?!

“Enough of this, Jessie. Okay, you win, show yourself,” he called out, but the only response he got was the echo of his fear-stricken voice.

Everywhere was as he left it. Dark. Empty.

It didn’t take long for him to realize that Jessie had fled.

“Fuck!” he screamed in terror as his heart pounded hard against his ribs.

“Please, please, please,” he muttered inaudibly as his shaky hands input the pin to his vault.

“No!” he half-cried the moment he saw his vault empty.

He grabbed the vault, turning it over to shake it vigorously, but all his life savings were gone.

He was robbed.

Jessie had eloped with all his money while he was fast asleep.

His hands dropped on his head as disappointment stung his heart.

“Why, Jessie, why. I thought you were different. I thought you loved me,” he cried in frustration as bitterness and resentment washed over him.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Helpless, he sat on the floor with the box on his lap as he contemplated on his next move.

Jessie had left him penniless despite reassuring him many times on how much she dreamt of spending the rest of her life with him.

If only he knew her intentions, he wouldn’t have saved money for their future.

Now he was dead broke.

No money, no job, nothing.

Demanding money from Rosa was a waste of time as she lamented on keeping her tracks clean so that the King won’t trace the stolen money to her.

Driven by desperation as he needed money to fund his extravagant lifestyle, he sought different ways to recover his stolen money before the end of the day.

“Kill Rosa and I will help you become whatever you want.” Those words strangely echoed in his ears, spiking his curiosity.

He could become the richest man in the world.

His excited face dropped in sadness as he heaved a sigh.

Kolling Rosa wasn’t part of his plan.

He didn’t want anyone’s blood on his hands. Besides, it gave him so much pleasure to watch her crumble and reduce her to nothing, but the offer was tempting.

“Thinking about my offer?” A strange voice boomed across the room, catching Ray’s attention.

Struck by surprise, he let out a loud gasp as sweat broke on his forehead.

“You…” he started, fear plastered to his eyes as goosebumps spread rapidly on his skin. “What are you doing here? How did you know my house? Who told you…”

“You’ll raise your blood pressure if you don’t keep calm,” the figure said before proceeding to take a few steps towards Ray who crawled backwards until his back hit the wall.

He was helpless now.

Gulping loudly, he relied on the box in his hands as he gripped it tight, preparing it as a self defense.

“You don’t need that.”

The box was taken away from him and smashed to the floor, shattering at once.

Ray was at the mercy of the powerful man and his bodyguards.

“Please, don’t hurt me,” he begged, shielding his face with his hands as he was afraid to look at the man.

Despite his closed eyes, he could sense the man taking a tour around his house with a disdainful look on his face.

“You reek of wretchedness. Everything here,” he hissed as a frown descende don his hardened face. His legs kicked anything they came in contact with as if it were plague.

“You should do better.”

“I’m trying my best,” Ray said in defense. The feeling of shame settled in his gut but fear still covered him.

“Your best is clearly trash! Work for me and I will transform your status. You don’t have to work for Rosa anymore.”

“Why are you telling me this?”

“Because if you don’t work for me, I’ll kill you faster than you get to take your next breath. You have no choice. But if you do, I’ll make you the happiest man. Just name your price.”

“Who are you?”

“My name is Silas, your new boss!” He stated in an air of finality.