Alpha Darren's Cursed Mate

"Who could have imagined this day arriving so suddenly," he said, his gaze locked on her teary eyes brimming with pain and animosity. "To think Aereza Kensley would consent to submitting herself to me so effortlessly," a cruel smile played on his lips as he observed her exposed form, no longer hidden. Rising, he stepped closer, his fingers tracing a strand of her hair as he sensed the burning hatred in her watery eyes. "With such intense animosity, why have you come here willingly, my beauty?" His gravelly voice took on a deceptive gentleness, knowing full well her reasons stemmed from concern for her grandmother's life, held captive by him. "Lie on my bed and spread your legs for me," he murmured, his words causing fresh tears to fill her eyes. Despite her resolve, she obeyed, lying down and parting her trembling thighs for him. His smile grew darker as he admired her vulnerability, then climbed atop her. Noticing her closed eyes, he questioned, "No more defiance from those fearless eyes?" He grabbed her chin forcefully, lifting it to meet his gaze. "This night will erase your hatred towards me, my lovely one," he whispered, pinning her wrists above her head. Their gazes locked, their bodies pressed intimately together. "And this is merely the beginning of our connection," he declared, his tone filled with a mixture of arrogance and a dark promise.