King Alejandro: The Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

Chapter 4

A Typical Rossi Family Morning KIARA

The sun shone through the curtains, and I could still feel the after-effects of last night. The ache between my legs was a pleasant reminder of what had happened. Goddess, the man had incredible stamina, but I wouldn’t change it for anything. I turned in bed, missing the feel of his arms around me. I turned, touching the other side of the bed, although his scent lingered in the room, his side of the bed was cold. I sat up, glancing towards the bathroom door, brushing my hair back from my face.

‘Alejandro?’ I mind linked.

‘Morning… I hope you slept well.’

‘Perfectly. Why didn’t you wake me up, what about breakfast?’ I asked.

We didn’t bring any omegas along for the cooking so it was just the five of us.

‘You were spent after last night, as much as you love spreading those legs for me, you fucking push your limits.”

I smiled, rolling my eyes. ‘As if you’re not to blame for me wanting you.’

‘Good, because I intend to fuck you like that every fucking day.’

I shook my head.

‘Good.’

‘And yeah, about breakfast, kinda not fucking managing.’

‘I’ll be there in twenty.’

I got out of bed, wincing at how sore I felt and made my way to the bathroom. Goddess this man was a beast, but I knew that already. I turned the shower on and leant against the cool tiles, allowing the warm water to wash over me before I quickly soaped my body and washed my hair. Those kiddies wouldn’t wait for long.

Once showered, I pulled on a pair of white shorts and a floral print chiffon blouse before leaving our bedroom and heading downstairs. I could hear Skyla talking to Alejandro about something, and it made me smile. I stopped at the archway that looked into the kitchen area, tilting my head as I watched Alejandro leaning against the counter drinking coffee, whilst Dante buttered some toast.

“Are you making Dante make the breakfast?” I asked, amused.

“No, but I had to since Dad here isn’t able to.” Dante frowned as he took the toast he had just buttered and gave his sisters two slices each.

“It’s called fucking survival skills.” Alejandro replied, smirking as Dante frowned displeased, before he turned his burning gaze on me.

“Oops, one pound, Daddy.” Skyla exclaimed, holding her hand out.

This one was thrifty, she made an agreement with Alejandro that every time she heard him say ‘Fuck or Fucking’ she would ask for a pound, only thing is, it didn’t make Alejandro stop and second, he never carried a pound around…

“This goes for the next fucking five.” Alejandro said, handing her a five-pound note.

“Three pounds left.”

I sighed as I walked over to the counter and kissed both girls on the cheek.

“Good morning, Mama.” Kataleya smiled at me. Her hair was just like mine in colour, with eyes as dark as Alejandro’s whilst Skyla had black hair and green eyes.

“Good morning, my angel.” I replied, ruffling her hair.

“Morning.” Skyla said tucking the note into her pocket carefully.

morning, and thank you Dante for making your sister’s toast. Now, who wants eggs or bacon?” I asked, going over to the

making my

“Al! Food.”

let her breathe.” Skyla added, dramatically shaking her head as if she wasn’t six

to give him a challenging look before smoothly

on the worktop just as Alejandro’s

“You look fucking fine…”

smiled, closing my eyes at

again.” Skyla’s voice came, bringing

kissing my lips before walking

“Ouch, Daddy!”

are girls so loud?” Dante said, taking his bowl of cereal to the

into the sizzling pan. “If you find girls annoying, then

He had so many young

told you to tone that shit down.” Alejandro

His eyes

both father and son turn their attention to

to get off his

not argue this early.” I said

bother him, it’s not his fault.’ I added through

he can’t continue

not

over and kissing my lips. I

idea. Can I get fifty

this girl’s greedy as fuck.

say

too, Skyla. We aren’t allowed

away with S H I T.” She said, making Alejandro frown

were the most similar, and this banter was the

you for our birthday party yesterday, Mama, Daddy.” Kataleya piped

I replied, kissing her forehead from

two glasses of orange juice and walking off to the far

another pound…” Skyla

the hot chocolate that he had made for

another. Daddy, you

you have five

grow up, I’m

anywhere until you’re twenty-five.” Alejandro added, taking a seat

“I can too.”

“Can fucking not.”

how our mornings went, and you know what? I

–

I washed up and prepared them a

the debt by the blood of the beast

my head but I couldn’t voice them. It involved magic; I was sure of that. I just needed to find a way to relay the message to Alejandro. It

wrapping his arms around me.

don’t know. I just… after yesterday, I

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