Billionaire Alpha's Pregnant Runaway Mate

"Where the heck is my room? Did it fly away?" Valeria stumbled upon every step, being tipsy had affected her speech and questioned her sanity. Passing through the golden lit arcade decorated with fancy items and expensive paintings, the lady clad in lavender backless dress felt like flying through the corridor.

"Ugh! Friggin biscuits, where are you? What was the room number?" Valeria yelled in the empty arcade as she skimmed through the numbers of the room.

"Oh! There you are!" She leaned against the door and knocked, then realised she should have the key in her bag. "I should have the key to push into your butt, huh!" Valeria rattled the items in her bag but before she could find the key, someone opened the door.

Valeria lifted her head and her emerald eyes landed straight into a man's champagne ones. The lady felt as if the time had slowed to play tricks on her mind.

She flung her arm out to touch the man's face, her skin touched his nearly trimmed beard. "Oh my goodness! For fucks sake! Are you real, Mister?"

Valeria fantasised about the comic character and concluded that her brain had been playing tricks on her. "Who are you, woman?" Markos's coarse voice fell into her ears making Valeria experience an arrow hit her heart. His glaring champagne orbs tried to inquire about the lady who had just knocked in his door.

"Why are you asking me that, Mr Mono? Don't you know this is my room and you live in my head!?" Valeria' drunken gait leaned over his torso, the lady didn't realize that the man was real and had been standing in front of her physically.

"I don't know who you are and whatever you are doing here, just scram!" Markos didn't want any trouble right before his marriage, he had been staying in the hotel with his wife to be.

He was about to shut the door after scolding her when Valeria pushed him aside, the lady barged inside his suite making herself at home.

"What the hell!?" Markos shouted at her and closed the door behind, the man leaped towards her and grabbed Valeria' hand. He had no clue what she had been doing there, since he hadn't seen Valeria in his engagement.

"I'm warning you, woman! If you are stubborn and firm on your intentions, then I will have to call the cops." He warned her, staring deep in her eyes, making sure Valeria would retreat.

But to his surprise the lady shrugged his hand off and headed straight to the sofa. Whereas Markos became agitated upon her ignorance that she had barged into the wrong suite.

"What cops!? Go away, go back in my head. I just want to sleep." Markos cringed but then inhaled deeply to calm himself, he sat on the bed in front of her.

"Don't you dare sleep here! Is this a sick joke? Are you playing a prank on me with my fiance?" Markos suspected that his fiance must be playing some trick on him, after all it was his bachelor's night and his friends had just gone home.

"What gibberish are you spouting? What bride and prank? Are you high?" Valeria waved her hand and ironically accused Markos for being drunk. She looked around and placed her legs on the sofa exposing her thighs.

"Are you fucking kidding me? Am I high or are you out of your mind?" Markos leaned in and held her hand as soon as Valeria poured water in the glass. In the attempt to tame her the water spilled on her dress neckline, crawling down on her tummy.

"What have you done!? You ruined my pretty dress, it was new for fucks sake!" She began to sob and wailed, while slipping the strap of her dress down on the arms.

"Hey, hey, shush." Markos panicked and tried to calm her, Valeria wiped off her tears. He offered her water and settled her strap, Valeria sipped slowly.

"You are so bad, I didn't know you were an evil character." The man groaned after realising that she had been mistaking him for a character in her head.

Markos stood up to call the hotel management so they could escort Valeria to her own room. "Oh yes, this is Mono Moreno..." The man turned around to glance at Valeria in order to see if she was fine.

But to his expectations the scenario in front of him left Markos speechless. He saw Valeria inspecting the vibrator which was supposed to be used the next day, when Markos would consummate his marriage with his bride.

"Oh my goodness! I didn't know you had ice cream in your room." Valeria' face beamed with happiness as the lady stuck her tongue out and licked the vibrator.

Markos experienced a gush of hot emotions running down in his veins, the man looked down on his lower abdomen. "Oh fuck!" He disconnected the call and lifted his head only to see Valeria put the head of the vibrator in her mouth. Markos immediately glanced at his junior which had caused a visible bulge in his trousers.

The next unfortunate morning Valeria Silas woke up by rubbing her tired eyes. A sharp pang of pain ran through her head and body, the woman held her head and sat on the bed.

"Damn! Getting wasted was a bad idea."

She couldn't open her eyes and it took a while for her to clear her vision. The woman recognized the surroundings and knew it was her room, well since every room in the particular hotel was the same.

"Ugh! Definitely a bad idea when you had a long ass drive too."

She scolded herself in whispers and didn't bother to look around for anything suspicious. Valeria had arrived at the hotel and went right to her room to freshen up, before she could meet her friends and the bride downstairs for drinks.

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"Oh, apologies to disappoint you, miss....but you had a lot of energy last night." A magnetic yet mischievous male voice resonated in the room which sent a shiver down the spine of the unaware lady.

Valeria reflexively hopped backwards with the sudden emergence of a voice near her 'off guard' silhouette on the bed. The woman was on the edge of the bed when she turned her terrified yet gorgeous face towards the source of her distraction.

Witnessing an eye feast shirtless man laying in front of her sinful eyes, Markos mischievously smiled at her as if he was the innocent devil. Valeria took a moment to skim her faze on the handsome face in front of her.

She slowly stepped back and not realizing the edge, the lady fell off the bed and landed on her back. Markos remained there laying calmly and suppressed his giggles over her silly reaction.

The man crept to the edge and looked down at her while Valeria groaned in pain within body. Markos addressed her again with his thoughts running wild about the woman.

"Now....now, look what do we have here. An intruder playing the victim card, uh."

Markos was firmly attesting to his theory about Valeria, while the woman slowly grasped her senses.

She looked up at him and sat on the carpeted floor, it was the moment when she realized her indecent attire. Valeria was clad only in her undergarments which aroused her suspicion about last night's potential deed.

"Who are you?"

She confronted him, hesitating about the possible reply which she suspected to turn out to be a bad one. Valeria waited for his reply as she sneakily pulled the white duvet closer to herself and wrapped it around her chest.

"Haha, you sure are a strange person. I should be the one asking you this. And now..."

Markos switched back to his side of bed and stood up stark naked. The man shamelessly pulled the curtains and raked through his hair.

Whereas Valeria saw his round butt and sexy back while his broad shoulders blocked the sunlight from coming inside. Markos turned around to her while Valeria' eyes stared without a flinch at his thick glory.

"And now before you claim that I raped you, nothing happened between us. You stripped yourself and this is not your room. So, don't try to act stupid and claim it as yours."

Markos stated all the possible excuses a wrench would use to lure a rich man. But to his surprise Valeria did not utter anything rather stared thoughtless-ly at his exposed manhood.

The man smirked meaningfully and walked up to Valeria, Markos lifted her face by placing his finger beneath her chin. His manhood was right in front of her lips only a few inches away from the beauty.

"Want to have morning dew?"

It took a few moments for Valeria to realize what he meant, she shrugged off his hand and stood up from the floor. But in the attempt she slipped because of the unadjusted duvet around her body.

Markos reflexively leaped towards her and pulled the lady closer, Valeria' body became tucked with his as the man gawked at her. The man could hear his heart throbbing fastly as compared to his cock which saved him his reputation.

Valeria stared in his eyes while her hands rested on his broad bare chest, she was still processing the situation when she replayed whatever Markos just spoke.

"I'm not..." Before she could explain her innocence a knock on the door interrupted their unfortunate meet up. Outside the room Markos's bride awaited for him all dressed to have breakfast and a little private chit chat.

Markos released Valeria and walked up to the bed and pulled the duvet. The man seemed to be calm as compared to the lady. Valeria assumes that he might be experienced in having such matters and was a playboy or perhaps a male prostitute.

It was the moment when Markos grabbed the duvet and threw it at Valeria, the lady reflexively grabbed it and stared at him. Markos gestured to her to cover herself so he could open the door, the man did not want to get into the mess of any sort.

Valeria covered herself and awaited for a potential drama to occur, but to her surprise she looked around only to realize that whatever Markos said was true. She never had a huge ass posture of a semi naked man in her room, well which of course was of Markos himself.

The man looked behind at her before opening the door and found that Agbes had finally realized her mistake. He could spot guilt and embarrassment on her gorgeous face which turned red from the cheeks.

Markos opened the door stark naked did not bother to cover himself at all, a woman dressed in a navy blue nightgown appeared in his sight. The man's expressions immediately switched from soft to cold and disgusted.

Markos Moreno was not in love with his bride to be, instead it was a marriage proposed by both of the families to strengthen ties. Stupid enough! The man bought all those toys to torture his wife since he was going to make her life hell for pressuring his father into that deal.

His bride-to -be was so obsessively in love with him that even after Markos refused her for marriage, she went straight to meet his father to force him into the deal so she would transfer all her shares to Markos.

"Hi there, honey!"

Carla cheered happily as her voice echoed which scared the hell out of Valeria, she immediately stepped back from where Carla couldn't see her.

The bride's lusty gaze travelled from Markos's unwashed yet handsome face towards the neck and then rested down on his manhood which was standing with its head up.

Carla chuckled softly and leaned in by placing her one arm on the door while she lifted Markos's face by placing her hand under his chin.

"I can clearly see that my husband is eager for me, but I'm sorry honey you have to wait a little for me to treat you with love."

She spoke with a loving voice while her black hair strands which were resting on her shoulders covering the indecent amount of exposed cleavage moved. Whereas Markos did not even flinch or hesitated to shrug off her hand with a cold reply, the man had had enough of her tricks but now he wanted something else.

"I'm not your husband to be anymore. There will be no wedding now!"

Without even hearing her response which would have been agitated yet fused with a pleading or threat Markos slammed the door on her face.

The man heaved a sigh and raked through his hair while pondering for the one last time upon his decision taken hastily. He did not want to stay with her anymore and had enough of enduring Carla, although she was not a bad woman per say nor a Karen.

But her obsession with Markos was unhealthy and stayed hidden from everyone until she trapped Markos and his family in the marriage. The man turned around to see Valeria but the woman had rushed towards the washroom after she heard Carla's voice.

The man had no clue why she did that but it amused him to the extent that Markos strode towards the washroom. He knocked on the door with a playful voice while addressing Valeria on the basis of his assumption.

He had already known by now that she was not a prostitute or someone who had the intentions of tricking him for money or something like that. If she had to do any such thing she would have appeared in front of Carla to convince her that Markos had raped her or forced Valeria into some immoral deed.

"Is this an invitation to join you in a bath, dear? I'm glad you are considerate but I wanted to cuddle for a few more minutes. Tsk!" Markos knew she would react upon his words but did not know what was coming ahead.

Valeria sprinted from the washroom with the duvet covering all around her body. The lady was on the verge of crying out of guilt. She lowered her head and blurted out everything which filled in Markos about her.

"I...I didn't know you were Carla's boyfriend," Markos felt the utter pity on the woman who was still justifying herself for Carla, the poor woman did not want to be a homewrecker thus explained herself truthfully.

"I'm...I'm really sorry,l for whatever happened, I didn't know it wasn't my room...I...."

Markos spotted a tear crawling down from her eyes on the cheeks, and the man immediately sprinted towards her by grabbing her shoulders.

Valeria was taken aback when Markos licked the rear and placed a kiss on the same spot.

"What are you doi-"

Her half sniffing whisper got interrupted as Markos lifted her face up and gently placed his lips on hers.

Carla became confused at once upon his sudden change of behaviour, she had no clue why Markos suddenly threw her out of the room just like that. Well of course he didn't actually allow her inside the room.

The lady clenched her fists as soon as the door was slammed in her face. Her makeup caked face might have felt uncomfortable with the fliching and angry wrinkles. Carla wanted to figure out the issue, how could she let the man whom she had chased for so long.

The lady went back for the moment while she rattled out the phone from the pocket of her nightgown and called Markos's father. She knew that the reins of Markos were in his father's hands and she could easily have him back in her hands once again.

Although Carla herself was aware that Markos didn't want to marry her. But her consistent nagging and approaching his father changed his mind. What she didn't know was Markos's other side, the man was not an easy target to manipulate.

He also had prepared something as a gift for the woman, Markos was prepared to teach her a lesson without her knowing. No doubt Carla was a strong woman but she would have never seen the trouble incoming.

Carla belonged to the influential family of Italy that she planned all of her weddings by herself. From arrangements to the dresses and sending out invites all was planned by Carla herself.

Her parents and no say in the matter since after her father passed on the business and wealth to her, Carla proved to be a soaring dragon in the business world. Thus they could not pressurize her to stay away from Markos.

Carla initially thought, well to this day she was delusional about Markos's behaviour that he was easily manipulated by her measly tricks and gave in to marry her. Where in fact Markos Moreno agreed to the deal because his father wanted him to bring in a woman now.

He was already about to hit thirty years old and never dated anyone when his family heard about Carla, they all immediately gave in and presented themselves in need as if that was the situational demand.

Markos was trapped by the situation and had to give in to their demands. Initially he thought that there was no harm in marrying her since the woman was in love with him to the obsessive level.

But the series of events proved to Markos that she was more than psychic, and he began to find a way out of the mess created by Carla. And on the most unfortunate yet fateful day Markos encountered Valeria, the day of his bachelor's night!

Valeria didn't try to seduce him nor did she attempt anything tempting to lure Markos, which made him realize that She was telling him the truth. The very next day seeing Valeria blank and terrified for having a man around her made him curious and interested in her.