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.

thank you Dante for making your sister’s toast. Now, who wants eggs or

you?” Alejandro said, making

“Al! Food.”

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

for her to give him a challenging look before

egg carton on the worktop just as Alejandro’s strong arms wrapped around

“You look fucking fine…”

closing my eyes

came, bringing us out of our

I fucking know.” Alejandro growled, kissing my lips before walking over to

“Ouch, Daddy!”

Dante said, taking

pan. “If you

shoulder as Dante’s brow furrowed, pouting. He had so many young pups wanting his

tone that shit

didn’t do anything.” Dante frowned. His eyes seemed to turn a brighter

making both father and son turn their

Mama.” Dante added coldly, about to get off

eat. Let’s not argue this early.” I said

it’s not his fault.’

older, he

but not

my lips. I kissed him back, smiling up at him when

an idea. Can I get fifty pence every time Daddy says

as fuck. No,

you say it

Skyla.

guess Daddy just gets away with S H I T.”

and this banter was the norm for a Rossi

Daddy.” Kataleya piped

welcome, darling.” I replied, kissing her forehead from across the

two glasses of orange juice

another pound…”

the hot chocolate that

Daddy,

you have five pounds

up, I’m going to

you ain’t going anywhere until you’re twenty-five.” Alejandro added, taking a seat next to

“I can too.”

“Can fucking not.”

and you know what? I wouldn’t

–

was over, I washed up and prepared them a

blood of the

that. I just needed to

arms around me. “I’m

I just… after yesterday, I feel

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