BOUGHT BY THE RUTHLESS ALPHA

Chapter 96

“I have listed all the available resources I want to use. The people who will assist in the war if it really happens and the ones that will help you in abducting Smith for me,” Beta Gaby said and Mark nodded. Seems like the old man has been preparing for this before now but he didn't tell Beta Gaby a word. “Okay sir,” Mark simply answered. “You are going to start tonight,” He told Mark who just nodded and collected the paper. “Is that all sir?” Mark finally asked after some time. Beta Gaby thought of it first before nodding, “Yes, you can leave.” Mark bowed a little before leaving the room. When the door slammed shut a little bit loud, Beta Gaby's face broke into smiles as he thought of the day that he will finally have his Smith Bridget all to himself. He brought out a piece of clothing and sniffed it quietly. He groaned in pleasure and dipped his hands into his trouser. He began to stroke himself as he sniffed the panty in his hand. It's pink-coloured and I am guessing it is one of Bridget's panties if I am not wrong. Really...? This old man is disgusting. His groans of pleasure echoed in the room as he stroked himself faster. I am wondering for how long he has had that pant and when did he even steal it. A few minutes later, he groaned out loudly as hot seed spluttered on the floor. He panted heavily and wrapped the pant around his hand. “Soon,” he mumbled... “Soon, I will have the main deal,” He told himself. *** Smith Bridget P.O.V ***

“Was the chicken sweet enough honey?” I looked up when I heard William's mom's kind voice. I smiled when I saw that she was looking at me. That means the question is directed at me. I immediately nodded and replied, “Yes mom, it was really delicious. I would have collected another plate if my stomach wasn't so occupied. There is no space in my belly again.” Mom laughed as I rubbed my round belly. Yeah... She asked me to call her mom and I am more than happy to oblige. I have never had the experience of having a mother even though my biological mother is not dead but she was more like a Luna to me than a mother. I am very surprised by the way William's mom is behaving. She is so kind that I have been wishing she was my mom instead-but anytime I thought of that, I simply laugh. If she is my mother, there is no way I would be mated to my William then. Speaking of William, I glanced at the empty seat beside me. I nervously thought since he was angry when he left, will he vent that anger on me? I made a mental note to make sure I apologize to him first thing when I go back to the room. But that is the problem. I don't even know what room we are supposed to occupy. I don't know his room “Bridget honey, were you even listening to me? What's wrong honey?” I snapped back to reality when I heard mom's voice. I smiled and held her hand before saying, “Sorry, I didn't hear what you said. What did you say, mom?” She smiled back in return and told me,” I said I am glad you like the soup. It was my mother's recipe and William's favourite.” I arched an eyebrow when I heard the last part.

How come I have never heard of this until now? So hubby has a favourite food. “And I am very surprised that he didn't ask for more this time,” She added. I answered inwardly,' Yeah, mom, your son is such fickle-tempered that he got angry over a few words.' When I looked around and saw that others had already left the dining room, my eyes widened. I didn't even notice that it is only me and mom that is now left in the dining room. I immediately told her, “Mom, I want to go to William but I don't know where he is. I don't know where our room is supposed to be.” She smiled as I pouted. She then stood up and pulled my hand. “Come, let's go. I will show you the way,” she said. I pulled her hand back and told her, “No mom, no need to stress yourself. Just tell a maid to direct me there.” She shook her head with a smile and pinched my cheeks lightly. I am sure my face must be red by now. She's been pinching my face every minute telling me that I have the most beautiful pale skin she has ever seen. “I didn't complain. It's not a hassle to show you to your room,” She said as she pulled me along. I smiled and just followed her. I soon realized the main reason why she decided to show me the room a few minutes later. Mortified is an understatement. When we mounted the stairs, she first stroked the big visible mark on my neck. I smiled nervously when she did that.

“Bridget, please anytime my son does anything to offend you, don't think of leaving him. Just punish him the way you like. I am giving you full permission to do so,” She told me. I smiled at her. I don't know why she is saying this all of a sudden but I didn't say anything in response. I only nodded gently. “Does he satisfy you in bed? I have always been afraid that my son isn't straight until I found out about you. So tell me, how is he in bed honey?” I almost choked when she asked me that. “Mom!,” I said with an embarrassed look. She laughed and pats me gently, “Don’t feel embarrassed honey. I just want to...” “Mom, this must be our room right?” I asked, rushing to a random door immediately we walked into the hallway. . . . …….. From NôvelDrama.Org.