The ray from the morning sunlight fluttered in through the half-opened window casting a magnetic shadow on his handsome features as he stood beside the bed dressing casually.

He looks so calm but he was wide in bed last night.

Zoey hates every part of him even though he looks perfectly handsome.

She didn't tear her gaze from him.

She was captivated by his charm. He looks like a male model idol whose figure needs to be printed in a beauty magazine.

Every muscle line in his body was just right, and his abs are beautifully arranged as if God took his time in creating him specially.

Sinfully handsome even younger than his age.

His jet-dark hair falls freely on his rigidly handsome face, it will be so hard to look away from his face. He has a defiled cheekbone that sharpens his beauty. His eyes were dark, cold, and ruthless. A dark green abyss that could trap one in his look if you stared too long.

Zoey finds herself drowning deeper into his beautiful mole.

She is not a girl who has excessively, uncontrollable, obsessed sexual desire but she can't deny the attractive natural features of this man.

His gaze shifted on her and he caught her staring at him.

She parted her lashes repeatedly when she noticed his look rested on her, she shook her body a little revealing a part of her fair skin.

His glance shifted to her exposed shoulder which made his emerald green eyes pop.

Titling his head to the side, he raised a brow at her

”Are you trying to tempt me, sweetheart? Wait, did you not have enough last night? Did you want more?“ His expression was cold and nonchalant.

"Huh, no… yes…I had enough.” Zoey nervously stuttered, terrified that he would bounce on her again.

He wasn't gentle with her last night and she could still feel the pain of the bruises she sustained.

He shifted his gaze from her and decided to let her be upon seeing how weak and exhausted she is.

With his flimsy hand, he brought out a designer suit and wore it.

He turns to face her ”knot my tie and button my shirt down.” He ordered.

She parted her lashes severally in confusion before coming down from the huge bed with nothing on but a towel around her chest.

His tall figure was hovering above her, over shadowing her small stature. He is so damned tall and she looks so short in front of him. She heaved in a deep sigh as she gently stood on tiptoe as she helped him button his shirt down.

The man looked down at the little woman in front of him as she started dressing him with shaky hands.

She's stubborn, outspoken and totally opposite of her small figure. Her face was straight as she buttoned his shirt making her look so serious and beautiful.

She looked up at him and their eyes met but she was quick to fix her eyes back on what she was doing as her fingers trembled around the buttons.

He smiled. She's stubborn, yet shy. He stared at her dazzling fair skin, she has outstanding beautiful blue eyes, small heart-shaped lips and a pointed chin as her fair lustrous skin illuminates an imaginative light in the room.

A strand of her blonde curly hair stuck to both sides of her face, making it smaller and stunning.

There were many beautiful women in the past that he already met but he had no interest in them at all.

Why was he interested in her last night?

He kept asking himself yet he got no answer to it.

When the marriage request was brought to him, he was amazed and wondered who could be that bold woman who demanded to marry into the Alpha family, what exactly she looks like.

He never knew that she would be a rare beauty with small features yet a bold personality.

And the moment he saw her, it's like the moon goddess already approved their union because he grew interested in her.

After losing his mate five years ago he has never slept with any other woman but with her, everything felt different and right.

She quickly knots his tie giving his dressing a final finish.

"I am done," she pulled away from him and breathed in relief, a small smile curved to the side of her lips when she realized that she had finally dressed him up without falling like a fool under his gaze.

In her life, she has never dressed a man before and she never expected that she would be this good at it.

Standing this close to him, Sebastian could perceive a lovely fragrance of rose and body wash on her skin and he found himself drowning in her beautiful scent.

Seeing the smile on her face for the first time he couldn't hold his self-control anymore.

Before Zoey could walk away from him, a pair of strong arms suddenly wrapped around her waist, and her face suddenly went pale, body numb, before she could shake herself from her stupor, she fell back to the bed with a slight push.

Her body bounced on the big foam bed and before she could stabilize herself, a big body pressed against her, dominating her fragile slender body.

Zoey swallowed nervously with her eyes fixed on him. ”Sir, the test is over…what…what are you trying to do?”

Without allowing her to complete her words, he looms above her and pin her hand above her head then he says,

"Sweetheart, I can't get enough of you, you make me lose my bit of self-control."

“Ahm…sir…”

Zoey went numb when he pressed his head closer to her face so that they're breathing in the same air then he kissed her.

Her eyes widened out of shock and she quickly looked up to the ceiling helplessly not sure of what to do.

This is wrong, he shouldn't be kissing her. She's just a substitute sent by her family to be tested, nothing intimate should be between them.

When he didn't get a response from her, he pushed his tongue deeper inside her mouth, invading her space and kissing her hungrily like his life depends on it.

He doesn't just have a strong and dominating look even in bed his features are portrayed.

Controlling every part of her body like he owns it.

She just wanted all this to end so she could just go back home.

He was still engrossed in his work when his phone suddenly started ringing.

He hesitated for a while before he finally picked it up when the call wouldn't stop coming in.

“It better be important.”

He hissed loudly like someone who had been distracted from an important job.

But she is not of importance; she is just a substitute.

Zoey breathes out loud when he steps away to get his phone. She looks exhausted, her tangled blonde scattered all over the pillow as she watches him pick his phone with slender fingers.

“I will be there soon.” He said those simple words to the other person on the phone and after he was done talking, he turned to face her.

“Your physical strength is not good enough, you look too weak.” He said with all seriousness.

Zoey glared at him, she didn't say a word. He might bounce on her again if she tries to speak and she doesn't want to provoke him.

She has this look like a timid little wife with a big interior motive. She might look fragile but he knew that she would be hard to break with how hard she glared at him and how her hand clenched in a fist.

She has this look that almost made him want to devour and claim her gain.

He wouldn't have let her go if he didn't have an important meeting he had to attend next.

In an unexplainable way, his body just tends to want her in a different way and only his late wife has this much effect on him.

Her timid appearance and unwillingness and not daring to make him angry made him feel very fascinated, yet she had that look of stubbornness that lingered on her face that made him want to break and punish her in a pleasant way.

“You…” He leaned closer, inhaling her scent, his eyes not leaving her and she wasn't intimidated to break eye contact.

He stroked her tender little face with his fingers then he gave her a small little smile and whispered "Miss Zoey, you are qualified."

She bit hard on her lower lips suppressing the anger that washed through her like a burning volcano.

Anger surged through her the way he said it so casually as if he hadn't taken her virginity, yet he acted like he's doing her a favour. Well, not her, maybe her sister she's standing in for and the thought of that felt like a stab to her chest.

"I am not an item or a slut!” She said with gritted teeth.

"Hmmm, fierce little thing." He placed a hand on his chin then he gave her a sweet deep laugh, he leaned over and whispered to her ear,

"Congratulations Sweetheart, the person you slept with is Alpha Sebastian, not a gardener like my family had planned. Let's keep this little secret between us, okay?”

Zoey went pale, she held her breath as she stared at his beautiful eyes. Her mother never made mention of a gardener but she never expected that this man before her is actually the popular powerful Alpha that she had never met but heard of

“Alpha Sebastian?” Her voice came in a whisper.

He stood, smiling.

“We will meet again, sweetheart."

He carried his jacket and stepped out.

Since he lost his mate many years ago, he hasn't found any woman that caught his interest but now that he found her he is not letting her go.

It can't be over until he says so.