Page 21 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

I took a glass of wine from a tray as my eyes found Kiara and Rayhan, both fucking owning the dance floor. He spun her out as he laughed at something she said. I clenched my jaw. This was what I wanted right? But fuck did it hurt.

"Want to dance?" Jasmin asked me, placing a hand on my arm.

"No." I said, coldly glaring at her.

I saw Scarlett and Maria exchange looks. I turned and was about to walk off when Rafael spoke.

"There’s no harm in entertaining your soon to be mate." He said, with a smile on his face.

I glared coldly at him.

"Don’t fucking tell me what to do and she’s not my mate." I growled bitterly, before I walked off.

I hated fucking people. I took a drag on my cigarette, grabbing another glass of wine.

"Raihana!" Maria called.

"Uncle!" Raihana said. I scoffed. What did she think? That I’ll fucking rip a kid's head off?

"What do you want?" I said, glaring at the curly-haired brat.

"Will you dance with me?" She asked, her large eyes hopeful.

"Did you not just hear what I said to Jasmin?" I said icily.

I could see Rafael calming his mate down. It seems like she thought I was going to bite Raihana’s head off. Fuckers.

"I know… But I'm leaving tonight. I don’t know when I’ll see you again."

I frowned, after all the shit she’s seen here…

"Aren't you fucking scared, kid?"

"No, I came and stayed at your house. We had a movie night. We had fun and not once did you harm me. Your family and I really want to visit again." She said softly.

I frowned, putting down the empty glass.

"Pretty please?"

I looked at the dance floor and clenched my jaw.

"One fucking dance…"

"Ok!" She said, a smile crossing her face as she took my hand.

Her excitement was fucking weird, I saw Rayhan dip Kiara back. Their faces inches apart… My eyes flashed red and if it wasn’t for the hand in mine, I was ready to tear that fucker to shreds.

"So, how are you going to fucking manage?" I asked as she looked right up at me, she sure was a tiny brat, or maybe I just thought that, but I towered high above her.

"Oh, I will," She said confidently, taking one of my hands and placing the other on my bicep.

The brat wasn’t a novice at dancing, it was then I realised I don’t think I've ever danced... Well, fuck… I let her lead, although I hated being ordered into anything, my eyes were too busy fixated on Kiara. Rayhan’s hand was fucking three inches above her ass and I wanted to cut off all the bastards' fingers…

He winked at her and I clenched my jaw. Raihana giggled, drawing my attention back to her.

"What the fucks funny?" I growled.

"You like her." She said.

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