HER ALPHA'S CARNAL SINS
Chapter 243: Are you okay... sir?

Chapter 243: Are you okay... sir?

"Since Ann’s okay with having him stay over, then let’s let him." Talia said, running her hand over Jephthah’s chest with his arm around her waist as he spooned her under the sheets.

"Is she still having hopes about them being together?"

Talia chuckled. "I don’t know, but I’ve made it clear to her that he doesn’t do long term or short term relationships. It’s usually one night stands."

"Well, I just don’t want Ann to get hurt."

She leaned up to look at him, but his eyes were closed as if he was thinking about something.

"Why?"

"Because she deserves someone who’d love her and respect her and give her the love life she deserves. I mean she’s rich already... she just needs true love, and John is far from giving her that."

"Haven’t you tried talking to him... about his.. errrr.. behavior?"

"I’ve tried. Dad’s tried. I gave up and just decided to see if he’ll change when he finds his mate."

Talia snickered.

"You’re so confident that he’ll stop fucking around once he finds his mate."

"I’m sure." Jephthah said, drawing Talia closer. "The moon goddess will be capable of finding him a mate who would definitely grab him by the colar and hold him still."

Talia chuckled.

"You mean she’ll be obsessed with him? I really want to meet his mate too. I can only imagine John trying to get away from her every now and then."

*

Theresa sat there, putting on her overalls while watching Aaron buckle his belt, panting slightly with a disheveled look for an officer of the law.

There was silence and he picked up his cuffs, and she quietly walked to the end of her cell.

It’s always been like this for a few days.

Aaron actually thought it’d be a one time thing, but he actually found himself coming back to her every night to get intimate with her over and over again.

And now he was just obsessed with Theresa.

They had just finished up, and he was getting ready to leave as usual when he saw Theresa walking to the far corner of her cell.

His eyes trailed after her, widening when she suddenly turned to him with a sultry gaze, as if inviting him to follow her.

Completely enchanted by the gaze she shot him, he went after her, squinting his eyes when he walked further in and all he saw was darkness, not until he made out a silhouette of something coming towards him, and soon, there was a loud thud as he dropped to the floor, the cuffs falling by his side.

"What the... " He brought down his hand only to see that his fingers were stained with blood, gushing from his own head.

He glanced up to see the same figure, hands raised, about to bring down something on his head again, but he caught it mid-air with his bloody hand, feeling the familiar smooth texture of a baton.

He dragged It down, along with whoever was trying to hit him again, and Theresa fell against his lap, straddling him with the baton in her grip as well, eyes wide with anger and rage, her face twisted into one of a murderous beast.

Aaron’s eyes widened in shock.

"H- How did you get this? We have security cameras All over the place, how did you manage to... " He grunted abruptly as she pushed him to his back before straddling his chest, pushing the baton horizontally, towards his mouth.

"Why won’t you just die!!" Theresa growled with murderous intent in her eyes as blood pooled in Aaron’s mouth when he struggled.

As she pushed it further in, an excited glint in her eyes from hearing his painful screams muffled by the baton in his mouth, his hands began moving.

Unfortunately for her, she didn’t notice his hand slipping into his belt buckle as he fished something out discreetly while keeping his eyes in hers so as not to arise suspicion from her.

He pulled out the only available thing which was the cell gate keys in a ring.

He usually brought his weapons when entering the prison cell, but after some days, he just stopped, trusting her well enough that she wasn’t a treat and was only inviting him in for casual s*x.

Without warning, he flung his hand up and plunged the key into her right eye.

He sat up and scrambled back, aiming to grab hold of his cuffs as she fell back, howling in pain while grabbing her right eyes with a pained expression.

On getting to his feet, he ran towards her and grabbed one hand, cuffing it. When he tried to grab the other hand and cuff it however, she punched him at the side of his face and he staggered back.

Brows furrowing together in anger, he kicked her on her stomach and watched as she stooped in pain, reflexively clutching her ribs, groaning in pain.

"You motherf**king a*shole sh*t!" He swore as he repeatedly kicking her. "I’ll make you pay for this. Traitor. Did you really think you were able outsmart me and try to escape... huh?" He leaned down to roughly cup her chin, seeing the blood that ran down the sides of her lips similar to his, and the dead pan look in her eyes.

When she didn’t say anything, he let her go, and her head dropped back to the floor limply. He reached out for her right hand again and tried to cuff it, but she suddenly swung her left hand which was cuffed, and the other cuff meant for her right slapped him by the cheek.

Hissing in pain, he fell to his back, and she had the chance to crawl up his body again, forcing the other cuff meant for her right hand around his neck.

He tried screaming, reaching up to yank on her face and clothes, shredding it to the point of leaving her half dressed, but she didn’t waver and forced the cuff around his neck, chuckling mirthlessly with wide open eyes as she pressed her grip around it.

Soon, his hands dropped to his sides, and his eyes slowly closed before she finally drew her hand back, watching in satisfaction as she had managed to clamp the cuff around his neck, leaving the upper part of his neck swelled up since most of his blood gathered there, thus choking him, leading to his death.

She tried to stand, but groaned in pain when she realized the other part of the cuff was around her left wrist.

Growling while cursing, she began to search him for the keys, but after several fruitless minutes, she only found the bunch of cell gate keys.

Sighing, she had no choice but to uncuff his neck and watch as blood spilled from his mouth down his lips, staining his clothes.

The cell smelt of blood and Sex, as she got up, panting like she had ran a marathon before she began taking off her overall.

After that, she knelt over Aaron and began stripping him off of his clothes, her breath still ragged.

In a few minutes, she was in Aaron’s full uniform while Aaron was in her overall, lying face down on her bed like he was sleeping and not dead and already rotting.

Theresa stared frustratingly at her reflection in the 3/3 inch mirror on the wall and thought everyone would obviously find it suspicious that Aaron’s hair grown longer than it’s usual length.

She obviously ignored her right eye which was completely gone since she was using her left eyes to see now.

There wasn’t a scissors or a sharp object to use In the room, so she took the mirror into the bathroom where she smashed it and took out a nice sharp piece.

As she stood, staring into the reflection on the mirror now which was the size of a palm, hair dropped to the floor, big , small, thin, thick, until all was left was a mass of black dirty curls on her head.

After checking herself a few more times, she managed to wash her face with some water, ensuring that no blood speck was on her face before she finally headed out with her face slightly tilted down, her cuffed hand stuffed in her pockets.

She looked like a boy and nothing gave her out.

Leaving the first hall, which was her hall, was pretty easy as normally Aaron was supposed to be on guard here, but after that, she got more apprehensive as she began encountering more cops in the other halls, but she took a deep steady breath and tried to act natural as she walked past them.

When she got to the elevator, and it was about to shut close, and officer suddenly slipped in and she turned even more apprehensive.

"Goooood morning." She heard a female’s voice and snickered silently.

It was Valerie, the new, model-body cop who made sure everything was in order during lunch, ensuring she made every female prisoner look like sh*t because she thought she had a pretty much higher status than every single one of them.

"Mm." Theresa said, her head still down, but she was studying the security camera. It was beeping red which meant that it was working and was watching them at that minute.

She quickly averted her gaze away from it, wincing slightly when her right eyes throbbed.

Five minutes later.

Valerie sipped her coffee as she checked the time.

3:30am

"You’re not very chatty... err.... " She bodly glanced down at his name tag and her eyes widened on seeing a blood stain before Theresa shielded it with her hand.

"Are you okay... sir?" She politely asked, not sure to call him that, since the person in question had a slender looking body that seemed quite feminine.

The elevator still had a long way to go before reaching the down floor, and if she didn’t answer Valerie sooner, she might grow even more suspicious, and the security camera was directly staring right at her.

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