Della's POV
"Alpha Kylian, what are you doing?" A manly voice echoed through the hallway.
Suddenly, I regained my sanity and woke up from the bliss of the lust that rushed through my veins.
It's Albert!
I felt like I'd been drenched with a bucket of ice-cold water, completely perplexed by the situation we fell into.
My legs, which were so weak earlier, regained substantial strength to carry my weight again. Hastily, I put my legs down to the ground and pushed Kylian with every ounce of strength I could muster.
Facing the wall, I fixed myself up and pulled down my skirt. I could feel my face hitting, so I held it for a couple of seconds to calm myself and make sure I didn't look like a tomato when I faced him.
This is so embarrassing!
Never once in my life did I think I'd ever fall into this kind of humiliating situation.
A binge of hate for myself cursed through my soul. I couldn't believe that I actually catered to Kylian again!