Chapter 710: It’s Your Duty To Serve Me

That day, Alpha wore a white shirt and black trousers. Even in his youth, he remained handsome. He sat in an office chair, a cigarette held between slender fingers. “Come here and sit on my lap,” he said to Annabelle.

Annabelle was nineteen. She looked up at him.

“If you don’t come here now, you can leave, but I’ll have Rory thrown out of the hospital!” Alpha threatened.

Annabelle shivered. She rose, lifting her slender legs, and walked over.

Alpha had just returned from the company; documents lay scattered across his desk. He tore off his tie. He possessed a blend of charming evil, and his cologne was overpowering.

He brought the cigarette to his lips, then reached out and pulled her onto his thigh. She landed slightly on his thigh. Before she could adjust, Alpha’s low voice descended, “Sit on my lap, do you understand?”

Annabelle shivered, staring at him blankly. His eyes held no compassion, blazing with lust. She saw it, that lust, as he stared at her. She moved, struggling, but Alpha’s large hands grasped her slender waist, forcing her onto his strong thighs.

Bounty peeked from outside the door. She’d intended to see Annabelle, but instead witnessed her brother and sister-in-law's intimacy. This was in the study.

Bounty was married; she was familiar with marital affairs. Seeing this, she guessed her brother's intentions. She considered him reserved, uninterested in such intimacies. She was wrong. The sight of him shocked her.

Everyone was curious about the marriage of business tycoon Alpha and the cold, talented Annabelle.

Annabelle refused to stay still. She pressed her small hands against him, whispering, “Alpha, let me go!”

Alpha held her captive, rendering her immobile. Annabelle stopped struggling. “Marcus…”

“Kiss me,” Alpha interrupted.

Annabelle trembled. His threat compelled her to lean over and gently kiss his lips. Alpha grasped the back of her head, deepening the kiss.

Bounty was outside the door, hearing Annabelle's muffled sounds.

When Annabelle gasped for breath, Alpha released her, saying in a low, coaxing voice, “Open my belt.”

Annabelle struggled. Alpha easily controlled her, their noses touching. He stared at her cold, beautiful face, his low voice conveying both threat and care.

“Last time, I told you that if you want to talk about Marcus, you must first comfort me and open my belt. You have already made me very uncomfortable.”

Annabelle’s face flushed crimson as she tried to avoid him.

Alpha noticed her reaction. He added, “It’s okay, you’ll get used to it in the future. You’re my wife. It’s your duty to serve me.”

Bounty almost covered her ears. She hadn't expected such words from her noble, elegant brother.

She heard his belt unbuckle. She turned to leave, but a voice called out, “Who is there?”

Alpha’s low, harsh voice was instantly stern. Bounty turned. Annabelle could see Alpha’s eyes through the crack in the door.

“Someone’s here!” Annabelle cried, hugging Alpha tightly.

“Brother, it’s me…” Bounty replied, a smirk in her voice.

Alpha’s face was cold. He held Annabelle with one hand, picked up a document, and threw it at Bounty. “Get out of here!”

Terrified, Bounty fled. She recalled every detail, hooking a red lip. “It was the first time I saw my brother act that way towards me, and from that day, I realized that my brother really liked Annabelle.”

“Rory picked me up twice. I was so stupid! I couldn't see his wandering eyes. He stood downstairs several times, looking up at the master bedroom door.”

“I was pregnant. The baby was healthy; I listened to his heartbeat every day. He was very active, kicking my stomach in the mornings. I knitted two sweaters—my first attempt. I longed for my baby's safe arrival.”

“However, the accident happened.”

Olive’s heart froze. The main event was about to begin.

Bounty continued, “That day, it was my birthday. We were at the Augustine family mansion. My brother brought Annabelle to dinner. Rory was there, and Mother. I was happy, surrounded by loved ones.”

“After dinner, Annabelle said she wasn’t feeling well. She went upstairs. Soon, I discovered Rory was gone too. They disappeared together.”