Worshipping my Hot Alpha

I'm Divorcing with You, Mr Billionaire!

The Wine Press

I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to get a divorce, Mark," I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time-even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.

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Prima

Are you Rowan? Are you a member of the committee that deals with werewolves?

Should I be surprised if I find that I share his jaw and eyes?

When I pressed my chest against my heart, it was thumping irregularly. Is it possible that he is my father? If he was, would it be possible for me to confront him? Am I prepared to go?

I am willing to wager that he doesn't want me and that he has left me with my mother, who also does not appear to desire me.

There was no way I could take another rejection. Not from my father, whom I have never had the opportunity to meet.

If my parents don't want me, why is that? Are you referring to the fact that I am a hybrid? What do you mean, it's not my fault? To a certain extent, it is theirs. If they did not want me, they ought to have terminated my pregnancy. Why are you tormenting me in such a manner?

According to what I've heard, werewolves can be extremely protective of their young. Considering that my father is a werewolf, it is reasonable to assume that he would want me and would be protective of me.

I am completely clueless about how I ought to respond or how I ought to feel. What could possibly be the motive for him to leave me behind if he was my biological father? What if it's not even a good reason? Is he even aware that I am a certain person?

It wasn't until Kairo helped me wipe my wet cheeks that I realized I was crying.

“No harm intended, but I would like for you to depart, Dad and Mom. Right now!” He let out a low roar.

A sorrowful smile appeared on Meridith's face as she clasped my hand in hers. "I am very sorry. It was not our intention to do that.”

I gave a slight nod. "It's fine." After turning around, I made my way upstairs and went directly to our room because I did not want to continue talking to anyone else.

Everything is making it difficult to cope. In my whole life, I have never laid eyes on my father, and I have no idea how to behave when I am in his presence. I have no doubt that he has a great family and that he does not even remember me.

In a stealthy manner, Kairo entered the room and approached me. After sitting down next to me, he drew me onto his lap and encircled me in his warm arms. Immediately, I felt a sense of relaxation from his sandalwood and earthy forest aroma. My arms were wrapped around his neck, and I positioned my nose in the crook of his neck so that I could take in his incredible aroma.

“If you are Prim, you are aware of how fortunate I am to have you, right? It would be a tragedy for them if they did not want such a remarkable daughter." I felt a gentle kiss from him on the top of my head.

"You are no longer one of the only people on this earth. Yes, you have me. Before I take my last breath, I solemnly swear that I will never, ever abandon you.” He kissed me on the nasal bridge. I was made to feel appreciated by the gesture, which was so personal.

"But-" I was about to begin speaking, but he interrupted me.

“We are not certain that he is your father, but there are no buts. Don't put undue pressure on yourself. In the event that he is your father, be certain that I will support you in any choice that you make. My presence will never leave your side.” I gave a slight nod, feeling much better now that my mate was here with me.

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