Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Jason’s Hate

Jason’s POV

"Ahh... slow down... please... it hurts..."

I continued to drown myself in the cries of the whore I was fucking as I bent her in front of me, on the couch of the private room at Caston’s bar.

Caston had arranged our usual private room, the one with the oversized couch that stretched across three walls. It was wide and deep enough for all five of us to use it at once.

Today it was just me and Rafe and he had sent two whores for both of us.

Rafe had already moved to the carpeted floor, fucking his whore with brutal indifference. He didn’t care whether the bitch was even comfortable between him and the floor. He was simply waiting for that one perfect moment, when he would finish and drain every last drop of her blood to appease the hunger gnawing inside him.

As for me, I was here because I want to forget that bitch, who had ruined our lives and has returned to our lives once more.

Eira.

That innocent face of hers, the softness in her voice, the way she smiled at me, her beautiful eyes as if they could touch my soul, the way I fell for her so deeply, I wanted to forget it all.

In the past six years, I had succeeded in forgetting her, but she returned and reminded me of all of it all over again, and I hate it.

Fucking some bitches and venting out might help me forget.

Women are wicked. They lie, they cheat, they betray. They were born to be used, to whore around, to be fucked until they stop breathing. If I could wipe their kind off the face of this world, I would.

I hate them, every single one of them, except for Alice and Jenifer.

They were angels—my family.

Jenifer adopted me when I was five. She was already pregnant with Alice at the time. Her son Lucian was my age, and we bonded quickly. Jenifer always treated me as her own son.

But still, there was that feeling of being an outsider, which vanished entirely when, for the first time, I held newborn Alice in my hands.

"She is our sister," young Lucian’s cheerful voice from the past, still rang in my ears. "Isn’t she so adorable?"

I couldn’t contain my happiness either. "Yes, she is," I said and mumbled to myself, "my little sister."

"She is both of your sister, and you have to always protect her," Jenifer told us, and we both made that silent promise to her.

Since then, Lucian and I were always around Alice, making sure she was fine. When she went to school for the first time, we were by her side. We even secretly warned her classmates to never bully her. If someone did, we wouldn’t let it slid.

We were a happy family of four.

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