Greta


    I stare up at therge mansion door and take a deep breath.


    Reba doesn''t have her phone on her. It''s beyond frustrating. I''m worried about her and want to ensure she is okay. Those injuries she had A busted lip, broken ribs, and bruises everywhere. I really hope Reba is recovering. That''s why I came here to alpha William''s luxurious ma But holy s**t, is this even a mansion? It looks like a castle...


    It''s made of dark grey bricks, but some panels are ck. Therge windows are lit up in orange, and the whole atmosphere around it is myst I have no idea what might be inside. Will the decorations and interior be modern or antique? I will soon find out.


    My hand reaches for the handle, but I freeze when the door slowly opens by itself. It happens so creepily that my heart races wildly inside my What the heck do I do now?


    I lean forward to shout into the hallway. "Hello?"


    Silence.


    I find it weird no one is answering, but I shrug it off. William and Reba might be busy. Perhaps they are upstairs or something? I walk insic The hallway is dimly lit, and I twitch my nose upon seeing Reba''s shoes neatly ced against the wall. She is here.


    I walk past scary paintings of vampires, various werewolves, and a few photographs of what might be William''s family. I''m about to head up t Distracted by the sexy sound, I follow it. I''m unsure why, but my whole body is pleasurably throbbing.


    I''m led to a door, and my heart turns to race faster. It thumps against my ribcage as I tiptoe closer and push the door open. A bedroom is on He is naked with a sheen of sweat covering his pale body. White hair falls down his ripped back, and every muscle tightens and flexes with hi Holy mother of god.


    He is so gorgeous.


    My eyes are locked on the valleys and ridges of his perfectly shaped back. There are dimples above his a''s, and his arms are massive. He has Oh-my-god.


    That thing is enormous!


    And he is ying with himself!


    My blood runs hot. This guy is jerking off, and I can''t peel my eyes off his ridiculously attractive body. It''s wrong, but I''m enjoying my private He must be like seven feet of pure male perfection.


    Those v-lines are pure physical achievement, suggestive enough to make my mouth water-holy hell, I bet people would pay real money to s Transfixed, I watch the white-haired guy shut his eyes tightly while his hand tightens its grip around his member.


    His hand isrge, his grip is firm, and the man starts pressing down on his balls with his other hand, moving rhythmically while grunting in a It''s almost too much to watch.


    My p***y throbs. and while I don''t want to be a peeping Tom. I can''t move away from the door opening.