Please Love Me More, My Ruthless Alpha

She nodded and takes it. We then walked out, down the elevator and into the lobby. “Miss Smith, you look radiant this evening,” Dan said and winked as he opened the door for us.

“No flirting with my mate,” I teased with a chuckle and we make our way to the SUV waiting for us.

“Wouldn’t dare to dream of it,” Dan replied as he closed the door. I can’t take my eyes off her. She was beautiful before but sitting next to me now in this dress that’s holding her so beautifully. I wish she could feel the mate bond too.

'She will feel it. I can feel her wolf getting stronger,' Mark tells me. I wonder why her wolf is weak. They probably weren’t feeding her enough.

We arrived at the restaurant a few minutes later and entered an empty restaurant.

“Oh! There’s no one else here. Are they even open?” She asked, looking up at me with those big blue eyes.

“They are open for us,” I chuckled. The hostess greets us and directs us to the table in the middle of the room. The waiter came in and poured us some wine.

“I have not quite gotten used to drinking wine yet,” Bridget said. “But I'd love to try,” she says shyly. I snort.

“No one loves wine very much Bridget,” I replied and she giggled. She’s adorable.

“If you don’t like wine, we can try something else. Anything you want,” I told her.

“Oh no, I don’t want to be a bother,” She insists.

“Bridget, you don’t seem to be trouble. Please.”

“You can call me Bridget,” She laughed as she looked up at me. She tries the wine and displayed a bitter expression.

“Maybe something sweeter," she asked. I nod at the waiter and he brings out another wine and pours her a new glass.

“This is possibly the sweetest you can get,” I told her. She tried it and laughed with appreciation.

“Now this I like.”

I chuckled. Adorable. We chat a bit about the artwork she did today. She asked me what I do all day while I’m away. I provide an answer for my position and some of the matters I have to deal with on day to day basis.

She talked to me more than on the first day and even greater so after some wine. Our food arrived, it was steak.

“Daniella told me you like steak,” I explained. She laughed and nodded.

“I’m starting to assume she is your spy,” shock appeared on her face when she finished her sentence.

“Oh William, I am so sorry. I did not mean for that to come out disrespectful or ungrateful,” She placed her hands on her lap and looked down at them.

*** Bridget‘s P.O.V ***

Then I heard him laugh softly. “First, please call me William. Secondly, you are right. Since I have been so busy, I have not had the time to know you like I want to. She keeps on telling me about you. Though I asked sometimes. She is aware of fact that I care about you but she also is aware of fact that I’m a knucklehead and I have a bit of a temper. You don’t have to be afraid to say what’s on your mind with me,” He explained as he reached for my hands and squeezed them gently.

Dinner was amazing and William is adorable. He looks like a mannequin in his navy blue suit and skinny tie. His hair looks messy however like ‘this was once planned’ kinda way

I can not accept the fact that such an impeccable person has spent three days with me. I’m starting to feel superior every day and I can feel my wolf again. I can not speak to her however I can sense that she’s here now.

We talked for a bit longer and then dessert comes out. We shared it. When we finished our dinner, we make our way out. “Would you like to walk back? It’s not that far,” he said as he looked down at me, my arm wrapped around his hand.

“Sure, if it’s not too far, I’m just getting used to these heels,” I explained.

He laughed, “Well if they start to hurt. I will carry you.” I shook my head and we began to walk down the street. It’s night time He tells me about the town and his pack and how they ended up being one of the largest in South America.

I shook my head along with the buzz of drinking too much. It feels like I’m floating. Before I know it, we were in the elevator heading up. We get into the hallway and he loosened his tie and walked me to my room door.

“Thank you for having dinner with me,” He said

“Thank you for taking me on my first date,” I replied. It seems like shock crosses his face however then it softens.

“How would you like this to be a daily routine? We don’t have to go out every night however I would like to take you on a date sometimes,” He says as he takes my hands. There is that static feeling once more when our palms touch.

“I know you are very busy with work. I don’t want to take you away from that,” I say looking at our hands. One of his arms goes to my chin and lifts my head gently.

“I’m not too busy for you Bridget,” He whispered my name. Damn, he is gorgeous.. like he is just a masterpiece.

Looking into his brown eyes, any girl might get used to this. “Bridget, can I kiss you goodnight?” He asked. Holy goddess! he is asking my permission. I nod.

His hand slides down the back of my neck and he pulls me in gently to meet his mouth. It is warm and tender. I have never kissed like this and when our lips came into contact, it is like electricity. And just as fast as it started, it’s over.

“Goodnight candy... Bridget,” He whispered in my ear and starts to head to his room. I held his arm, stopping him from leaving. He looked at me again.

“Thank you once more for the date and the studio. I really love it,” I say trying not to get emotional.

He laughed happily. “Anything for you my Bridget,” He says and we both make our way to our separate rooms. I took a shower before going to bed. I put on a pair of shoes and walk into bed. I didn’t realise how exhausted I was until I lay down.

“My.. my... A small pink mouse has come to see me,” his voice sounded in the room. “Come over here,” He said. I took a few steps toward him. I stopped a few steps away from him.

“Come closer,” He said. I took a few more steps closer. “Closer,” He says again. I take a few more. I am right in front of his chair. He grabbed my hands and made me sit in his lap.

He buried his face in my neck and sniffed it. “Hmmm, I can perceive worry in you. Intoxicating,” he said silently into my ear. “I wonder what I can do to you to get worried out of you?,” He says as he licked my neck.

He grabbed a handful of hair and yanked my head lower back, exposing my throat. He then pulled out a knife from the table beside him. A tear rolled down my cheek. “That’s just the beginning but we can do more.” I feel the burn of the knife on my cheek.

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