Anita's heart was officially in her stomach, she didn't know what she had stumbled upon, but she knew it was something bad.
Shakily, she turned to the wall, blindly searching the wall with her trembling hands until she luckily felt a switch and wasted no time in clicking it.
The room instantly lit up with very bright lights, she had to unconsciously narrow her eyes to reduce the harsh effect of the light in her eyes.
Anita took the deepest breath she's ever taken and slowly turned to face Gotti, but, again, what she saw, knocked the breath she had just taken out of her lungs.
She recognised Love instantly
Love was in a red G-string and no bra, squatting between Gotti's legs. Her head bobbed up and down, Gotti's thick, long length.
Anita stared wide-eyed and transfixed at what she was seeing in front of her.
Gotti's grey eyes were locked on Anita's as he reached out his hand and grabbed a fistful of Love's hair, forcing her head lower and lower on his cock.
Love choked as she took almost his whole length in, unable to take the whole thing in.
Gotti was surprised to find himself close to the edge as he stared at Anita in that seductive outfit she wore.
She wasn't supposed to be wearing that, but for whatever reason, Vivian dressed her like that, and it was sending him over the edge.
Gotti pushed Love's head faster onto his cock and made sure he was looking into Anita's eyes as he deeply groaned in pleasure.
He was shocked to feel himself getting closer to his climax as he kept staring at Anita in that sexy outfit.
He never really climaxed for anyone but his hands.
But right there, as the strange fruity scent of the wolfkess female drifted into his nostrils, he couldn't help it.
Anita could not believe her eyes.
She stood like a statue and watched the whole thing, unable to look away from those dark, grey eyes.
Her heart raced faster like she was racing in a track, and her body heated up like she was down with a high fever.
"Enough," Gotti pushed Love away from himself.
Anita watched as Love obediently stood on her feet and turned away from Gotti, facing her with those glaring, disapproving eyes; as if it was her fault she was getting sent out.
"Go," Gotti ordered.
Love stood still and smirked at Anita in triumph.
With a shaky breath, Anita immediately turned, glad and relieved she was being sent out of the sinful atmosphere.
She quickly turned to leave the room but the Alpha's voice stopped her.
"Come here, Bunny," Gotti spoke calmly.
Love's eyes widened in realisation, she slowly bowed her head to Gotti and walked out of the room, her breasts slightly bouncing as she walked.
She didn't forget to give Anita another glare as she walked past her.
Anita slowly approached Gotti, not knowing where to look as his length still throbbed between his legs.
Suddenly, Gotti stood in full height, slowly pulling hid pant up and zipping them.
The slow drag of the zipper was the only sound in the study, grating on Anita's scared nerves.
He took a step forward, and Anita took one backwards.
"Stay," It was a simple word, but Gotti made it sound like a dark command, his eyes pinning Anita to her feet.
Anita gulped stopped moving, digging her fingers into her palms and praying g to whoever was above the clouds to have mercy on her.
She didn't want to become like Love.
Used and dumped like a rag.
Gotti paused right in front of Anita, staring down at her lowered head.
His eyes caught her generous chest but he looked away from it immediately.
A wokfless female wasn't worthy of his fascination.
Slowly, he hooked a finger under her chin and lifted her face.
Their first touch.
It was— strange.
Gotti felt an unexplainable pull while Anita felt like Hotti was searching her mind with some kind of dark magic from the way her head felt heavy and pressured from that simple touch.
She was scared, unsure of what Gotti wanted from her.
She didn't mean to, but she felt tears brewing in her eyes as she stared into those scary grey eyes.
The moment Gotti saw the teary blue eyes, he gritted his teeth in frustration, stepping away from her.
"You're not allowed to cry or you will be given a reason to cry," Gotti stated.
For some unknown reason, Anita's tears unsettled him.
Anita quickly wiped away her tears and sniffled, "I'm sorry, Sir –"
"Alpha," Gotti cut her off, "You will refer to me with respect, Bunny. I am your Alpha," His deep voice boomed in the study.
Anita nodded once, "Yes, Alpha." She replied in a small voice.
"I–I was t–told you asked for me," She stammered, nails digging in crescent moons into her palms.
Gotti slowly approached her one more time.
"And yet—" his hand reached out to her shoulder, almost touching her collarbone before he pushed it into his pocket.
"And you dressed like this, are you desperate to please me?" He asked, lifting a perfect brow at him.
Anita widened her eyes in shock, "What? No, never—" she paused, realising her mistake.
'Shit, he's gonna kill me now!' She screamed internally as she bit down hard on her lower lip, watching Gotti's face with weary eyes.
"Never?" Gotti questioned, narrowing his darkening eyes on her, "Do you feel you have the right to choose whether or not I fuck you?" His tone dropped to something dangerous.
"I–no, please!" Anita gasped as Gotti suddenly pulled her arm and wrapped his large hand around her slim, frail neck.
"A–alpha, I–I didn't know, I'm sorry, I–"
"Quiet," Gotti snapped, tightening his hand around Anita's neck.
Anita choked, but never dared to place her hand on Gotti's, she didn't want to die again. Who knows what worse life fate would transmigrate her into if she dared die again?
Gotti watched her gasp for air, her chest rising and falling in fear, he would feel her pulse racing against his fingers around her neck, and by the moon goddess, it heightened that strange pull within him, stirring his wolf that was normally dormant whenever he hurt someone.
"You're wolfless, unworthy of my attention. This rag you wore—" he paused, his eyes raking her entire body, making he feel vulnerable and exposed.
"It won't make you appealing to me. You're beneath me, and you're here to pay your brother's debt, not to please me," he released her neck just to grip her chin between his thumb and index finger, forcing her face closer to his.
Anita groaned quietly, biting he lip to keep herself from crying out in pain.
She would pick her former miserable life over her current one any time, anywhere.
Perhaps, her second chance at life was a punishment for taking the life she didn't create. If not, why was she getting choked by Alpha Gotti Brastov, the number one mafia leader?
This was her hell, and it was one of a kind of hell.
"You can never be worthy of me. Do you understand?" Gotti sneered at her, roaming his eyes over her frowning face.
"Y-yes, Alpha. I'm sorry," Anita apologised.
Secretly, Gotti's words were music to her ears.
Perhaps not having a wolf was her shield this time around. If she had one, Gotti might just have used her as a sex slave, thankfully, she didn't.
"Ah!" Anita gasped as she was forcefully pushed away by Gotti, almost tripping on her feet before she caught herself from falling.
"You shall go through the usual screening process by Nero. If you fail like everyone else, you will pay your brother's debt with your body— in my club." Gotti let the word sink in slowly before he spoke again.
"Change your clothes, meet Nero in five minutes. Get out," Gotti ordered coldly.
Anita gulped and immediately turned away from Gotti.
She wanted to run out of the study, but her trembling legs could only move one after the other. And she wany ready to expose her ass to Gotti, any forceful movement would rid the dress of her curve.
Aware of Gotti's dark gaze, she managed to gently twist the door handle and slide herself out of the room.
'Finally,' She thought.
She didn't know whether to feel relief or scared as she had survived the first personal encounter with the Alpha.
Who was Nero?
Why did she have to get screened by him?
And why does everyone fail the darned screening?
She was scared.
She didn't want to work in the Brastov's Night Club. It was hell on earth.
"You survived," Vivian suddenly spoke behind Anita, who was standing in the passageway.
Anita was startled, her heart racing as she wasn't expecting anyone behind her.
She turned and saw Vivian smiling knowingly at her.
"You— you dressed me like this on purpose? Why?" She asked shakily, staring at Vivian with hurt eyes.
She knew trust was a luxury she couldn't afford, but she never expected to be set up by someone she had done nothing to. Or, was everyone in the future evil?
Vivian sighed, "It's the rule, Anita. If the Alpha fancied you, he would have appreciated your dressing. But, he doesn't fancy you, and we only hope Nero fancies you. Come on, let's get you something proper to wear." She replied and marched forward, leaving Anita to follow up.
Anita blinked, her mind immediately returning to the pending matter.
She hurried behind Vivian, her throat going dry.
"Who is Nero?" Anita asked slowly, afraid to hear the answer she was seeking.
"You will see," Vivian replied ambiguously, ushering Anita into the girls' quarters.