The Gentle Maiden and Five Lustful Brothers-Chapter 97: Stop Please don’t.

"The Alpha heir will escort you to the Gala shortly. Miss, we must leave now we have more responsibilities to attend too." The maid mentions bowing to Violet.

Violet instantly felt a wave of sadness wash over her.

"Wait" she shouted, "I don’t know even your names!"

The maids paused and looked at each other before turning around to face Violet in complete surprise. "Our names?" A noble was asking their names, they couldn’t believe it.

"I’m Mary" one maid said.

"And I’m Stacy."

"It was a pleasure to serve you tonight, miss." They said in unison.

"Thank you." Violet responded, bowing herself.

The maids were utterly stunned, someone of such high status showed them, lowly commoners, a sign of respect.

The maids turned away again and left. Violet watched them leave and turned back to the mirror twisting in her dress, admiring herself, and with a sigh she let the dread set in, there was a reason it was white and looked like a wedding dress. Her princes better find her quickly, she can’t marry that man. She heard footsteps creep up behind her. Did the maids leave something? No, they would have knocked, they knew the limits of their station.

Was it the alpha?

Appearing in the mirror’s reflection was Alpha Heir Amos. He stood staring at her like she was prey he’d been stocking and was finally ready to strike. His smile was twisted and lustful.

"No one is supposed to be in here." Violet spoke quietly, stuttering a little.

"No one has to know I was in here if you don’t say anything." He said smoothly and with lightning speed he crossed the room and closing her in. She tried to step backwards only to have her back collide with the mirror.

She started trembling and turned her face away when he leaned in and whispered into her ear "If you keep quiet, I’ll tell you how Ursula is."

She quickly snapped her head forward looking him in the eyes, "Do you mean it?"

"Yes. If you keep quiet about our time together." He sounded so convincing, and she was getting desperate.

"Okay, I won’t tell anyone you came to visit me." Violet nodded.

"Good, if you do, Ursula will pay the price, remember that." He threatened. Violet gulped her mouth going dry. She was parched.

Amos grabs hold of her shoulders and sniffs the curve of her neck, his breath hot and wet on her skin. She shuddered.

"What are you doing stop?" She asked trying to push him off.

"I’m just taking a taste of the girl everyone is obsessing over, the girl no one can seem to resist, I want to know what all the hype is." His voice slick and snake like, made her skin crawl.

"Please don’t do this." Violet stuttered again.

"Oh, you can bet that sweet ass of yours I’ll have a taste." He insists.

Before she could protest, he flipped her around to face the mirror. "Remember I’ll punish Ursula if you say anything at all. Same applies if you deny me what I want." Amos was using her friendship with Ursula against her.

She shivered at his threat. What it meant for her. Tears threatened to fall, but she didn’t want him to know how scared she was.

Violet bit her lip as he moved his hands around her body, touching her stomach, her sides, her ribs. Taking his time touching her before reaching her breasts. Her body started to respond. Betraying her again. She hated how it did this now. Riley messed her head up.

She kept her eyes closed and pictured Ash touching her. She couldn’t stomach looking Amos in the face. Violet squeezed her eyes shut as his hands moved down her body, lifting up the skirt of her dress.

She sucked in, and her body froze as he edged closer and closer to her core.

She held her breath as he grazed the top of her panties with his fingertips, feeling the moistness between her legs.

"Wow, it’s almost like you want me, like you enjoy me touching you." He purred gripping her ass shaking it.

He pulls her panties down, "You’re arousal smells amazing."

Violet’s cheeks turned red with embarrassment. She wasn’t aroused; she was triggered.

She sucked in breathe when he touched her bare skin, delicately he slid his fingers between her folds.

Violet bit back a moan at the same time she silenced a whimper.

She just wanted it over with.

Suddenly the door burst open and Alpha Micheal came through the door. The scene he saw was a shocking and upsetting being an understatement.

"The fuck is this?" Alpha Micheal howled

Amos froze, looking away from Violet and toward his Alpha. Who was seconds away from ripping his head off.

Violet opened her eye and looked at him pleadingly, hoping he saw through how her part in this looks and sees the Help in her eyes.

Alpha Micheal was so blinded by rage he couldn’t see through anything. He charged Amos, ripping him away from Violet.

"That’s mine to touch not for you, keep your filthy hands off her." He howled. He snapped Amos wrists. Amos let out an agonizing scream, the piercing sharp pain of splintered bone breaking through the skin. Blood dripped from the gash in his wrist.

Alpha Micheal grabbed Amos broken wrist and lifted him off the ground.

Amos yelped, then Alpha Micheal tossed him to the side like trash. His body slid across the floor slamming into the double doors.

"Get out, I don’t want to see you fucking face the rest of the evening. Make yourself scarce."

Amos scrambled to his feet and quickly pushed the door open, stumbling as he darted down the hall, horrified.

Violet stood silent and afraid. Crossing her arms in front of her chest tightly, humiliated by being seen like that and being forced into submission again. She hated being so weak. She couldn’t protect herself let alone the people she loves, like Ursula.

"What the fuck was that?" Alpha Micheal walked over and slapped her across the face, hard. Leaving a bright red welt on her tender cheek. She looked at him shocked, holding her cheek.

"I... I... I was threatened to keep quiet, he said he’d heart my friend if I didn’t." Violet explained. "I was afraid. I don’t know the rules here, I’m sorry." Violet cried into her hand, covering her face. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Stop crying, or I’ll give you something to cry about." He growled "Clean up your face, you look ugly when you cry."

Violet’s jaw dropped; she’s been called ugly. Not a day in her life.

Alpha Micheal walked away, leaving Violet to her heartache. With each passing moment she prayed this would all be over. Not wasting anytime, she didn’t want to give him another reason to hit her, she cleaned up her face.

She stared into the mirror her face, though looked beautiful and well kept, had hidden sadness behind her bright smile.

Coming from the closet beside her. Alpha Micheal came out dressed in an extravagant clean black suit. "We’re leaving now, don’t embarrass me or so help me I’ll punish you severely tonight after the Gala."

Violet’s eyes widened, ’this is it’ she thought. She nodded to Alpha Micheal, he gave her his arm, she hesitated looking at it, but only for a moment. She takes a deep breath and places her hand on his large muscular arms. She looked so small and frail compare, to the tall brooding Alpha.

Walking down the hall Violet could hear the clatter of the lively party. Her heart began hammering in her chest.

She was about to be thrown to the wolves.