My Sword Between The Alpha's Lips
Chapter 41: Alexander’s Pov: Give Me Everything Tonight!

Chapter 41: Alexander’s Pov: Give Me Everything Tonight!

Alexander popped another bottle of wine and drank it straight from the bottle. "Ah! I hate this! I hate this life!" he shouted and threw the bottle against the wall, smashing it to pieces.

Since Alexander left the mansion, his mind became unstable. He wanted to cry, beg, and hide from the world, but he couldn’t do any of it. Instead, he sucked it up and acted like it was nothing.

"Why am I born with this kind of family!" Alexander flipped the table, breaking one of its legs, and used it as a baseball bat to hit nearby vases, ignoring how expensive they were.

The guards outside flinched each time something broke but were used to Alexander’s bursts. It wasn’t the first time he reacted that way after visiting the mansion.

"Why did you become like that... mother? Why... WHY!?" Alexander screamed with his lungs. His roars echoed through the walls and vibrated.

The nearby omegas couldn’t help but shake in fear for their lives as Alexander’s immense dominance seeped around them.

"I followed everything I was told, but it’s all useless," Alexander said, sitting on the sofa and rubbing his face. He finally calmed down as tiredness washed over him.

"... I want to see him," Alexander muttered, thinking about Maxim’s face. He was a bit drunk and didn’t think about the consequences of his actions as long as he could see Maxim’s face to calm his chaotic mind.

Alexander grabbed a massive pile of money from his drawer and put on his black robe and the golden mask that he kept. He didn’t waste time and went to the Velvet Club to order a performance from Maxim.

Excitement built inside Alexander as he anxiously waited in the private room. He glided his hand over the sofa and felt how smooth it was.

"He’s taking so long," Alexander whispered. He removed his full-face mask and decided to tear it in half, revealing his lower face. He wanted to drink a glass of whiskey without removing his mask.

After a while, the door opened, and Maxim entered, revealing his cute, pink attire.

Alexander’s body shivered in delight after seeing Maxim’s figure. He couldn’t help but get thrilled by the thought of seeing him dance again.

"Maxim," Alexander greeted, his voice smooth but commanding. He leaned forward slightly, placing the glass on a side table. "I’ve been waiting."

Alexander tried his best to control himself and not jump into Maxim’s body. He was drunk, so it was harder to think rationally.

"I’m glad you’ve come to work here in this club immediately after entering the pack borders," Alexander stated without a thought, standing up as he got closer to Maxim.

Alexander was supposed to keep it a secret that he let Maxim enter the Pack, but he was fine with telling Maxim the secret.

"You’re... the master?" Maxim asked slowly.

"Maybe, who knows, my dear Maxim," Alexander whispered hoarsely. He instantly got a whiff of Maxim’s scent, freshly out of the shower. "You smell good today."

Alexander stared at Maxim, who went closer to him. He could see the shock in Maxim’s eyes as he also inhaled his scent.

’He finally put the pieces together. How cute,’ Alexander thought, smirking. It aroused him more when Maxim wasn’t as dumb as he thought.

"No need to be afraid, dear. I’m just here to enjoy your performance... privately," Alexander whispered seductively. His wolf was barking inside his mind to claim Maxim as their own.

"Of course, I’m here to give you a show," Maxim replied, his voice steady despite his growing unease.

Alexander tilted his head. ’Is he afraid of me?’ he thought, frowning. ’The power I hold on him is wonderful!’

"I’ve watched you before, Maxim. You move so effortlessly on stage. But here..." Alexander stated that it was to ease the tension between them. He gestured his hands around the room and ended at the plush sofa where he sat. "It’s just us. No distractions. Just you... and me."

"Okay, I’ll give you a performance you can’t forget. This also serves as my ’Thank you’ for letting me into the PackPack," Maxim said, turning his back to Alexander and allowing the music to guide him.

Alexander smirked. He knew Maxim was trying his best to avoid him, but that also increased the pleasure building inside his crotch.

’Ah, I miss this,’ Alexander thought as he gazed into Maxim’s movement as he started to dance.

However, Alexander decided to stay at his spot and didn’t move. He liked how he could look down on Maxim up close and see his whole body move and sweat trailing on his skin.

’It’s hard to control myself anymore!’ Alexander exclaimed on his head as he fisted his hands together. He moved closer and whispered. "Tell me, Maxim. How does it feel to dance for me?"

"I... I do what I’m paid to do," Maxim replied, attempting to keep his voice confident.

Alexander smirked as he heard Maxim’s breath hitch. He lifted his hand and brushed against the pole, inches from where Maxim’s hand gripped it.

"Is that all this is to you? A job?" Alexander stated calmly, but there was aggressiveness in his voice. He still hated the idea that Maxim was taking different customers every night.

’I want to be the only customer he serves!’ Alexander thought as he became possessive of Maxim. He could imagine different scenarios of what other customers did to Maxim while he wasn’t around.

Alexander had paid a lot of money to get Maxim on the stage, but he didn’t care about the amount.

"I give my best to every client," Maxim said, his voice soft but steady. "Including you."

Alexander’s grip on the pole tightened. He wanted to scream at Maxim to stop treating him like a client and show emotions that they were mates.

However, Alexander didn’t want to admit their bond first due to his pride. For him, Maxim should acknowledge it first.

"Good, I understand now. Then give me everything tonight," Alexander stated as he stepped back, retreating to the sofa, but his eyes never leaving Maxim.